A 19 year-old guy is dreaming about a mature neighbor lady living close to him, he makes friends with her but he certainly wants more than that…
Her name was Pamela. She was about 41. She was a married woman. Although she was above 40 she had a perfect body, sexy round humps and curves to die for. I think she kept such sexuality due to her regular fitness and aerobics. Her height was about 5.6 feet. At that time I was 19. I was young, fucking horny and dying for sex with any cute chick! I was well built thanks to permanent gym classes, strong muscular body and a very good strong cock. And one more thing I liked was that I had an urge for married woman. Yeahh, I did liked young cute lassies of my age, but above all I adored milfs, horny, thirtyish sexy women, especially married ones. Actually we live din the same block, she was my neighbor. Our flats separated by a wall, and there was just a door “between” us. I knew her husband, it was a nice person, who had 3 or 4 jobs to live on and support their family. Though they didn’t live on expensive life, and were not rich, he was running round like a squirrel in a cage to pay the bills. I should say her marriage life was not good enough. I could hear shouting and frequent riots between her and her husband now and then.
They used to invite me on weekends when they had Sunday dinner parties, and I was a welcome guest in their house. In frank, his wife had never got attracted to me. She was all kind polite and considered me only as a guest, nothing except that. She was wearing a nice short tunic with a low neck cut, which revealed her absolutely exciting cleavage, or a summer blouse and very short skirt that gave a perfect view of her slim sexy legs. Anyway, she loved wearing tight fittings cloths, accentuating her sexy big boobs and big round ass. (Read More…)
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The 10th wedding anniversary dinner is about to take place and this woman has to teach a few classes before she meets her husband, let’s read and see the way her students want to wish her all the best…
Part one.
Iren dropped the chalk and bent down to pick it up. Her shawl dropped down from her shoulders and Iren went down again to pick it up. She was a teacher. When she bent down the second time she didn’t notice her freshmen students’ eyes on her. When she got up she saw that her breasts were deceitfully sticking out of her décolleté. Iren was too embarrassed to fix it and she thought she would just ignore the fact.
She put down the chalk and wanted to put the shawl on her shoulders, so that way she covers her too open breasts.
“Mrs Lees,” - one of the students ran up to her and said – “your shawl is dirty… it’s from the chalk.”
“Oh, thank you, Anthony.” – said Iren with a slight embarrassment in her voice. Anthony, one of her favorite students, started shaking down the dust.
“Oh, thank you…”said Iren. She was either flattered or shocked. Both. He put her shawl on the back of her chair and looked into her eyes and whispered “Don’t put it on. It’s better off that way.” Those words made both her and him turn red and she got embarrassed even more.
“Oh, yeah… Mrs Lees, you do look very pretty today. Iren got so embarrassed she couldn’t hide it no more. “What are you talking about, guys?” she looked at her students furtively. The five students sitting in her class were staring at her. Those eyes on her, the attention was flattering, but at the same time she was feeling embarrassed. She was not supposed to forget she was their teacher and that she must behave more seriously. Today she was in a happy mood since the early morning. She was all dressed up because tonight she and her husband were supposed to celebrate their 10th anniversary. Also, what was really thrilling that woman was the fact that she was wearing black thongs underneath the skirt. Those were black lacy see through thongs that felt very soft on her pussy. Instead of the usual stockings that day she was wearing lacy ones and what was more exciting she was wearing G-string belt around her hips. The feeling of being dressed so sexed up wouldn’t leave Iren alone. (more…)
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What is it like to be transferred to a new school for a guy? Well, it is certainly fun when your schoolmate is a hot, big-boobed girl…
Ronald was dreading the day he would start at his new school. His father was a very successful engineer, so, quite often they had to move for business reasons. His mother worked from home as an interior designer. Ronald had been on holiday for nearly 2 months. Next Monday he was gonna start his study. On this holiday, he tried to make affair with a few girls, but had not been successful at all. Though Ronald was not a bad looking guy he couldn’t find a cut girl for long affairs. Monday morning he gathered his stuff together and left. School was only a 10 minute walk so it didn’t take him long to get there in time. When Ronald reached the school he felt his legs go numb and each step seemed heavier than usual. He didn’t know anybody from this area, and so he was very nervous and anxious. He walked by himself all the way in, and went around trying to find his English class.
”Excuse me”, said a voice. Ronald turned around expecting to see a teacher but instead he saw the most beautiful girl standing in a short mini-skirt that showed her shapely thighs. She had long brown hair, she was slim and God graced her with the biggest tits Ronald had ever seen. Ronald had always loved women tits, and he found himself flushing while trying to hide his semi hard on desperately.
“Hi, can I help you, you look like it’s your first day and I can see that you’re lost. My name is Rebecca, what’s yours?” She extended her hand and Ronald suddenly grabbed it and shook it.
“Sorry, said Ronald. It’s just… mmmm, I have never met such a beautiful woman as you! Rebecca turned in the face deeply and giggled. (more…)
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