There’s a teenage boy next door and I know he’s lonely and desperate. He’s cute enough, but so shy. He stutters he is so shy even. I bet he spends his nights masturbating to free porn and not having anything to do with real girls. I know he gets home from school several hours before his parents get home from work. I bet he masturbates then as well. I decided to toss the poor boy a bone recently and gave him a peek at my pussy via the doorbell cam he has on the door.
I rang the bell to get his attention and I knew he’d be looking through it to see if a package had arrived or something. Instead I bent forward and started to finger my pussy for him to watch, some “live porn” if you will. I bet he’s never seen a pussy up close and in person the way he’d be seeing me. The entryway was a bit concealed from other neighbors, so I knew none would be able to see my antics if they were looking out their windows. I could feel him watching me. I wondered what the view was like from inside on the doorbell cam he was watching. I bet he was stroking his young dick like there was no tomorrow!
Maybe if I was feeling generous, I could leave my window shade open tonight and let him watch me undress. I might even masturbate again for him, I’m so naughty, teasing a young boy like this. I do realize those, these images I am placing in his mind will be in his spank bank the rest of his life. I’m sure my boyfriend would not approve of this, but I doubt the boy will be telling anyone. It will be our little naughty, neighborly secret.
Something odd happened to me recently. I was shopping in a store and lost track of time and was in the dressing room when most of the lights went out. I looked at my watch and realized it was after closing time and I’d been locked in the store. I emerged from the dressing room and thought maybe I could call from a phone to get out, but the phones were apparently disabled after closing. I walked around the darkened store and finally found a security guard. He accused me of hiding to steal, but I promised him I’d just lost track of the time and had been overlooked when they closed the store.
He said he didn’t believe me, but he said if I did as I was told he’d let me go. I felt helpless and at his mercy. I had no way to call anyone for help, and he could call the police on me if he chose to and it was my word against his. I knew he was some power tripping jerk, but what choice did I have? He told me to follow him, and we ended up in the furniture department, with display beds on the floor. I was beginning to get the picture. He told me to get undressed and get on one of the beds. I did as I was told.
He then got his own clothes off and began to get on the bed and touch me. I hated my body for betraying me, but I responded to his touches, and he knew it. He said I was a real little slut for getting wet and turned on by a stranger like him. I couldn’t help it. I was soon wanting his hands on me and he knew just how to touch a woman. I soon felt his fingers parting my pussy lips as he rubbed my clit and I couldn’t help but moan and arch up against him. He then slipped his cock inside of me and we fucked for hours on the display bed in the middle of the closed, darkened department store. It was nearly dawn before we stopped and he unlocked the door and let me go. It was a very unexpected experience.
When one of my friends introduced me to her new husband, I had a bad feeling. Not because I didn’t like him, but because I liked him too much. I was instantly attracted to him and knew if I acted on it, I’d lose her as a friend. I had to weigh how much she meant to me as a friend, versus how attracted to him I was. I could tell from how he looked at me, this was mutual. He wasted no time in getting me alone and making suggestive remarks. I could feel the heat between us. Good thing my friend seemed to clueless to notice.
The place we met was a party, a big and boisterous one. He took me to a quiet room and wasted no time in touching and kissing me, and I didn’t stop him. The door was locked, but I worried my friend might come looking for him, but she didn’t. He promised she’d be absorbed in her friends for hours, so there was no worry of getting caught. He laid me on the bed, pulled my skirt up and pulled my panties to the side. He stroked his hard cock up and down my already dripping wet slit.
My clit sprang to life as I felt his cock and it felt so good. My nipples were erect and I was so turned on as he teased me this way. He finally slid into me and stretched me open and he began to thrust into me and fuck me hard. He grabbed my ass and I bit my lip to keep from crying out with pleasure. I didn’t want us to be heard. We bucked against one another as we fucked and each sought our release. He worked the pad of his thumb on my stiff clit and I soon came from his cock and his playing with my clit. He shot his load in me and we soon straightened up and rejoined the party. Him leaving a few minutes before I did. His wife did not suspect to my knowledge. I’d like to play again, we will need to be careful.
I married an older man, he’s older by nearly thirty years. When I got married I was young, so he was still fairly vital and active. He’s slowed down a lot though and that leaves me wanting in the sex department. I’m a vibrant, horny woman, and I’m afraid he’s a senior now and just cannot meet my demands sexually. I decided I was not going to go without just because he could no longer meet my sexual needs, so I started to fool around with one of the tradesmen that does work on our home frequently. He’s ten years younger than I am and has a fantastic body and sexual appetite.
I told him how it is and he said he’d be happy to help me out whenever I needed him to, so we’ve been fucking for months. My husband out about it though, but he felt bad for me. He knows he can no longer meet my needs, so he gave me permission to continue, but said he’d like to at least be able to watch. He’d provided me a wonderful lifestyle, it was the least I could allow. So that very night, the workman came back and bedded me, while my older husband watched from the corner of the room.
I felt a little self conscious, but that soon disappeared and I forgot he was even there watching. I was concentrating on my pleasure and how well my pussy was being filled up by this hot, young guy and how well he fucked me. I sucked his cock and he went down on my pussy, and I knew we were being watched throughout it all, but I was simply enjoying it. I hadn’t thought of things going this way before, but I could certainly get used to them.