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Never let your wife go on a vacation without you, when you can’t keep an eye on her, you can’t do anything, she’ll get fucked by a bunch of horny guys and you’ll never know…

The station platform was gradually leaving far behind together with the passengers of the other trains, people who saw off and also packs, trunks generally speaking all the attributes of the railroad stations. Having taken hundreds of its different passengers, the train was gaining the speed and going away from the city to the vast expanses of fields and forests. Now all of them were unpacking their luggage and preparing for the fatiguing trip. The train headed for the south…

Christine was seating next to the window of her roomette. She felt blue and perplexed. She wanted to do nothing, or rather, didn’t know what she would start her journey with. Everything happened so unexpectedly that the woman even didn’t have time to collect her thoughts. Once in a blue moon her husband let her go to the south alone. For the first time of their 7 years’ marriage! Of course it is wrong to say that she was striving eagerly anywhere without him. They just usually had their leaves at the same time and never parted. But now Richard got a very profitable job, as they say in “the business corporations” and he couldn’t leave the city for two weeks. And that’s why they decided that she could go for the rest without him, but not alone. God forfend! Her old friend Jane decided to go with her. All together they came to the conclusion that two friends can also have a good time together in Miami Beach. Why not? (more…)

When your wife is away you can have a lot of fun especially when your neighbors are pretty chicks who are hanging around with nothing to do…

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The telephone rang loudly and persistently. You cursed aloud, turned the shower off and leaped out the bath for the hallway, where the telephone was. You snatched it:

- Hello?

You heard a pleasant woman’s voice:

- This is Kira. Can I talk to your wife?

- Why? – You asked roughly.

- You see, she ordered something for me in a shop, and I just wanted to ask if it came.

Water trickled down your naked body right to the carpet. Staring at this small pool around your legs, you murmured something with irritation, but you were not understood:

- Can you repeat please? There was some noise and I couldn’t get you.

- All the better! – You muttered, but here you felt ashamed for your rudeness. That was not that woman’s fault that you were out of sorts.

- Sorry, what did you say? – She repeated again. (more…)

When you just divorced your husband you know you are going to have hard times for yourself, but it’s not that bad if your girlfriend is near, they say lesbian love is the sweetest of all things, read and make sure!

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Ingrid’s card for Xmas was short but informative. First of all, I found out that she got divorced, and secondly, I found out she was a lesbian. The first thing was news for me, the second was a confession.

The first stage of the confession was her divorce, actually. Her life with her husband Erik was a show of a happy well-being family. They both were working and earned enough. They both had a car and an offspring. When they got divorced all their prosperity and assumed happiness burst like a bubble. I know what it means; I had the same story myself.

I must say that by the time I read the card I didn’t know much about lesbians. In my opinion there were only two types of such women: there were those who took part in TV shows blaming men for ruining their lives, and there were porn stars who acted like lesbians because the director wanted them to do it.

Ingrid was neither of those types. When we were schoolgirls and I used to go to her country house, we usually slept in one and the same bed. And even after school we often spent time hanging out in different clubs and cafes. And again, we used to spend hell much time before she got married to Erik. Was she a lesbian that time too?! I refuse to believe it. (more…)

Office parties can be an interesting way to spend your time, especially if you are a secretary, there are lots of guests and all of them are willing to play with a young, sexy secretary.

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The story I’m gonna tell you about happened 3 years ago. Then I was 24. We had a party at our office; we invited lots of guests, ladies and gentlemen, they were directors and financial managers of different firms. As I was a secretary of my chief and Personal Assistant at that, I was at guests service, for this party my boss decided to present new night dress to me, I was wearing this nice attire and soon became a focus of interest for whole group. He just said I couldn’t appear before these people in my old cloth, so, his present was just right on the button. He took me with him on shopping, and he bought everything I chose, everything…

So, when this party started, I looked very fascinating, and others couldn’t compare with me. I was talking to all guests, spending my time with the most important of these persons. I was drinking as much as I could afford. I really liked it, most men, married or not were trying to chase my skirt, some tried to stroke my tits, but I kept them all aside. Only once, a couple of months ago, one medium aged man managed to shove his hand under my skirt. I was speaking on the phone at this time, he approached me from behind and then a felt his hand slide in, and first his fingers flicked my panties. My boss presented me with this lingerie on my birthday, I really loved it. (more…)

Students are having difficult times when the exams, they need to relax and have some time off, this guy comes over to an A- student and asks her to help him with his studies, she does help but he wants more….

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I was a third year student in a university. We had exams, and all of my friends ran the university to and fro solving or not their problems. I was in a fix with one of my papers and I badly needed advice of Guru in this field. There was the only one such specialist in our group, A-student Kate. She was a very charming and bright pin-up lady with petite breasts. The neat figure and the nice buttocks were her merits. After studies in a proper time I fished for invitation so as to explain to me the material I didn’t understand. She agreed. I reckoned on it though in my mind at the beginning I really had my paper problems as the true reason to visit her. She lives not far from our university and it took us ten minutes to get there. She’d opened the door of her apartment and we stepped in. Her cat greeted us. I asked her:

- Is there anybody else home?

- No, - she said – My parents are at work, and my sister also had gone somewhere, so I don’t expect her earlier than 10 p.m. Well we can proceed to the study and nobody will disturb us. – she smiled.

Here we are sitting together at the table and turning over the pages of my copy-book. I started asking her the moments that I couldn’t get and without the least hidden motive I put my right hand on her left knee. It made her start a little, but she didn’t say anything. I looked at her and kept my hand lying at the knee. She smiled and we went on with our “lesson”. She tried to explain something to me but I didn’t listen to her thoroughly already. (more…)

If you want to exercise in a sports school you are welcome, the coaches are willing to train you, but have you ever heard that sportsmen are willing to fuck twice as much as regular people? Here we go….

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Kate was happy. It was her first coaching. Her dream to play tennis became true. Her coach was a mature woman about 30. Having greeted each other they entered the sports complex. The coach showed Kate the way to the locker room.

- Here it is your locker – she said pointing to the one of them. – And please call me Angela. Agree?

- Ok, - Kate replied. She reached out for Angela more and more. It seemed that she was her old friend but not a coach.

- I’m very glad that we found a common language. Well, change the cloths and let’s start the training.

Having said that Angela began to undress. With a swift gesture she pulled off her jeans and then the sports jersey. For a second Kate looked at her and noticed that Angela’s underwear made by “Triumph Underwear” was of a very quality. In a minute the coach took off everything and having seen that Kate was not ready yet said:

- You are a dawdler, honey! Sport prefers speed, especially tennis.

Kate turned to the coach to make excuses to her and stood stock-still. There was the curvaceous naked woman. She was perfect: beautiful face, big plump breasts, and athletic belly, round thighs, toned up buttocks. (more…)

When you get drunk at a party you can do silly things, unless someone thinks that those things are exciting, this babe wants to pee and the guy is happy to escort her to the toilet

Once I was at a party. There was a cool company. Everybody had had a fair amount to drink. Only one girl was sitting at the table. Her boyfriend was sleeping somewhere on the kitchen floor. She also was drunk. She slept right at the table. “Well, what to do? I also have to find some place to sleep or may be it is better to go home. But my driving is dangerous now. I’ve drunk a lot.”
While I was thinking about it I didn’t notice that my stranger came round and even tried to up but failed. She fell onto the chair again. Her drunk eyes were trying to look over the situation and find somebody. Finally they stopped at me.

- Hi, - she forced herself to speak, - where are the others?

- “The others” – is I. At any rate only you and I survived at this party.

- Why have I drunk so much? My legs don’t obey me.

- Are you Lily? – I asked.

- Yes, and you must be Kris?

- I was, until my sober nature turned into the gaseous state.

She smiled. She was terribly beautiful. She was about 18 – 20 year old, well formed and her face looked drunk but with dignity. (more…)

How is it? Fucking two pretty shaping instructors? This guy is going to apply to sports school and there he meets those sexy sirens. Fucking sports ladies is fun!

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This summer I had been training for applying to the sport school. I have a friend, who is still working as a made couch in sport hall of school’s resort house, as what I’m gonna tell you about occurred in spring, this hall was empty, because season hand yet begun. Max, my friend, told me I could train as much as possible, nobody would disturb or annoy me, as for him, all days as well as all nights he spent on drinking and fucking girls who crowded our seaside area.

Thus, it’d been about a week since we last met, once, after hard training day with gym, punching bag boxing, and swimming, I went to have shower, as usual, - shower room was located at the very end of the building, not far from the pool. At this time only one shower room was working: guys’. Another one, intended for women, was under repair, but Max seemed not to make haste delaying its repair work. While standing under hot water I suddenly heard girls’ laugh. It went without saying that there were girls, 2 or may be 3, taking shower in second cab. I thought first it was Max’s prank. Then:

- Oh, there’s somebody in! Said on

- Let’s see who it is!

Cab door opened and I saw 2 naked babes looking at me: one, with surprise, her girlfriend with merry: (more…)

Student’s romances are sweet and when you meet up a babe who plays volleyball, you want to play some other games with her. You’ll never forget the times when you were a student, will you?

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In old times to get for a training session to Canada with its cleanness, neatness, and rich nutrition was like a dream of anyone. It offered vast stadium, sauna on the lakes side, woody jogging paths, high bushes and various shrubs, and villages of Canadian women who used to bring milk and freshly baked bread to feed new sportsmen. Most of them didn’t even speak English, just French, we didn’t speak language of Gaul, and they just looked at us, perhaps recalling good times of their youth.

Now I just have reminiscences, middle of the summer, sunny weather, going for a jog 2 times a day and after 3 weeks of session every part of my body is hurting badly. As for our girls, they are also exhausted, but anyway their couch keeps an eye on them rebuffing any advances of our guys. However we have lost any interest to these females, the only strong desire we have is to eat and sleep. And there, 3 days ago Canadian W volleyball team came to the base; they are all tall, long-legged, fair and blondes…. When they are passing by it smells like some aroma, and their foreign speech excites somehow. Stupid Canadian skier guys, these absolutely fucking holders of first grades started molesting them at once. (more…)

You get really hot when you can hear someone fucking through the thin walls, you lay your hands on your dick and start jacking off, and it’s really nice and arousing…

Rob was lying, staring at the darkness. His sweat body didn’t move as if being afraid to interfere with the mixture of sounds that didn’t let him fall asleep that night. He was all ears, he was listening to every moan, every sigh and every squeak, to every sound of the whisper.

Rob knew what those sounds meant. A man and a woman were making love behind the thin wall. Rob’s hands moved down to his rocky hard dick, trembling with desire. The sounds were getting more and more distinct. The woman’s moaning could no longer muffle the man’s groaning. She was crying, now and then her cry turned into whining. The man apparently had accelerated the tempo, he was breathing more heavily. Soon the stream of sounds was flowing non-stop.

Rob’s hands were moving in accordance with that tempo too. He imagined the woman’s slender legs cupping her lover’s body. He imagined her hair, drops of perspiration on her high forehead, her bright long nails, sticking into the man’s back and shoulders. He imagined parted lips of her mouth, gulping for air. Rob realized he was on the verge of cumming. Seemed he could look through that thin wall, he felt like being a part of that room, of that sex. A warm fountain erupted in the darkness, Rob lost the sense of space for a moment. His semen was shining in the dim light. It was flowing down his hands on the hips. He was unable to move. All his senses left him but one – his hearing. (more…)