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It all started in the office kitchen.

We work in a sprawling open-plan office, and much like the water cooler, the little kitchenette has become our unofficial social hub, a place where colleagues collide in passing moments that often mean more than they should.

I’d had my eye on Rebecca from the first moment she sauntered past my desk. A total Milf, petite, blonde, gym-honed and impossibly toned, she moved with the kind of quiet confidence that drew glances without even trying. I wasn’t the only one who noticed her. But I noticed her the most.

I was waiting for the kettle to boil, third cup of the morning, a quiet excuse to escape my inbox, when I heard the soft click of heels behind me. Rebecca. She stepped into the small space like she owned it, radiating heat and mischief in a pencil skirt and fitted blouse that clung to her in all the right places. My body reacted before my brain could catch up, a flush of blood, a subtle quickening. She was devastating.

She brushed past me to reach the mugs, close enough that I caught the faint scent of her perfume. Warm, sweet, something that lingered. A current passed between us, tangible and sharp. I could feel it crackling just beneath the surface, and then I caught her looking.

Not at my face.

Her eyes were fixed a little lower, boldly, blatantly, lingering for a beat too long before they slid up to meet mine. That flicker of awareness, that deliberate pause, she knew exactly what she was doing.

I swallowed, pulse flickering in my throat. “Hi,” I said, voice steadier than I felt.

She smiled slowly, knowingly, and that one simple word began something neither of us could take back.

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

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The weeks passed, and I’d catch myself watching her every time Rebecca walked past my desk. She moved like temptation in heels, every step calculated and fluid, her hips swaying just enough to drive a man to madness. Those stocking-clad legs were the stuff of fantasy, long despite her diminutive height, lean, and powerful, with a soft shimmer that hinted at smooth, toned skin beneath.

Her skirts never disappointed. Some hugged her thighs and rode dangerously high. Others were knee-length or just below, elegant but no less devastating. Every single one sculpted her arse like it had been tailored with sin in mind, high, round, and perfect, a heart-shaped promise that kept my gaze locked until she disappeared from view. I always looked. I couldn’t not.

She wore her blouses buttoned just tight enough to hint at the swell of her breasts, often paired with a blazer that did nothing to hide her curves, only framed and barely contained them. Her perfume was sweet and seductive, a warm floral haze that lingered in the air long after she’d passed. She had this effortless way of tucking a strand of her golden hair behind her ear, revealing a delicate neck that made me think of soft kisses and low moans.

At that point, I didn’t even know her name. Just a body that haunted my thoughts and a face that was far too pretty to belong to someone who moved like that. I had to know. A quiet, obsessive determination took over. I mapped where she usually sat, worked out who her manager was, and started digging. The company directory felt like forbidden territory, but I didn’t care. I needed more.

Eventually, by process of elimination, I found her. Rebecca. The name suited her, classic, confident, dangerously sexy. A quick search on Facebook, and there she was. That same sultry smile. Those same playful eyes. Even in casual photos, she oozed a kind of effortless sexuality that most women could only fake. She didn’t have to try. She just was.

My heart thudded in my chest as I hovered over the "Add Friend" button. I can be painfully shy, a late bloomer when it comes to these things. But fortune favours the brave.

Click.

Friend request sent.

Now all I could do was wait and imagine what it would feel like when those eyes finally locked on me for real.

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10 weeks ago

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

Lot's of trouble

Curse of the single executive. I was working too hard, too often. Dating apps weren’t cutting it. I’m too picky for my own good, and I’ve got the receipts to prove it. Some of my exes were flat-out stunning, but lately I’d been feeling frustrated, horny, restless. I’m not the typical BBC bull people expect when they clock my 6’6” frame. An early life shaped by religion and hours of discipline on musical instruments meant I bloomed later than most. But once I bloomed, I bloomed hard. Years of touring in a former life as a professional musician had opened up a world of experiences, and once I hit the ground, I hit it running. I’d made up for lost time, and then some, I missed those days.

My life was beginning to feel dull, In the office Mon-Fri, 9-5, sometimes 8-6:30, When did things become so routine? I wanted more.

I waited for Rebecca to accept my friend request, but until she did, I only had access to two pictures. That was enough. More than enough. She was a walking fantasy, and my imagination was burning.

I logged into Fab, restless, needy, a man in heat. Nothing there either. No messages. No offers. Just my own ache. I needed a release. Somewhere to exhale the pressure of work and desire, to let it all unravel. The nearby nudist sauna called to me, a discreet, decadent escape.

I liked that place. Clean, calm, relaxed. Always a few other single guys lurking, but who was I to judge? We were all chasing something. I sank into the warm bubbles of the jacuzzi, closing my eyes, letting the heat soothe my muscles and dull the throb in my groin.

After a while, a couple joined me. The wife slid in beside me, her husband on her other side. She was curvy and confident, her soft thigh occasionally brushing against mine under the surface. Our feet touched now and then, an accidental intimacy that sent flickers of arousal through me. I let my mind drift.

Rebecca. I pictured her in the water with us, skin glistening, cheeks flushed, maybe a moan slipping from her lips as her body pressed against mine. I imagined her eyes on me, filled with mischief. The four of us. A fantasy unfolding in the steam.

The couple got up to leave. I stretched my foot out casually for the wife to step on. She did, then turned back to me with a smile. Her voluptuous breasts bounced slightly with the movement, her nipples taut from the heat. She knew. They always know.

I lingered a little longer, but the ache in my body refused to fade. The tension only thickened. Upstairs, I found what I was looking for. On the large bed, an MFF was in full swing. The air smelled of sweat and sex. The sounds of wet mouths, soaking pussies, the rhythmic clapping of thigh and groin against soft buttocks and soft gasps filled the room. The man violently thrusting into a woman on all fours with another woman underneath her in a 69 both their mouths busily lapping at each others dripping cunts, A handful of single men laid around or stood at a polite distance, watching, stroking. Cocks in hand, eyes glazed. I stood too. Watching. Wanting.

I imagined Rebecca again, tangled in that mess of limbs, her mouth, her thighs, her voice, me the guy behind her, thrusting into her doggy style, I felt the ache in my own hand, the tension in my jaw. But I didn’t step forward. I didn’t ask. There are wankers and there are doers, and in that moment, I was neither. I felt the sting of my own hesitation.

Frustrated, disappointed in myself at being nothing more than a voyeur, I went downstairs, cooled off at the water dispenser, requested my locker key, and got dressed. As I pulled out my phone, I paused. One quick glance. Just one.

She’d accepted.

Rebecca had accepted my friend request.

My heart pounded like a drum. I didn’t think. I didn’t over-analyse. I bit the bullet, grabbed the moment by the throat and typed the message, raw and unfiltered.

“Hi Rebecca. I hope you don’t mind me putting on my Sherlock Holmes hat and finding you on Facebook, but you may have noticed me eyeing you up every time you walk past my desk. I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t seem to help myself. I hope you don’t find this message inappropriate.”

Send.

I stared at the screen, breath tight, wondering how she'd respond. Wanting her to say something. Anything.

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10 weeks ago

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10 weeks ago

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

Lot's of trouble

My message remained unread.

It was Friday night, late. The drive home from the sauna had left me breathless with stimulation. My body hummed with pent-up need, my mind tangled in a blur of vivid, erotic snapshots. The threesome upstairs, the couple in the jacuzzi, her soft thigh brushing mine, her eyes flickering back. But more than anything, it was Rebecca who filled my thoughts. Rebecca, with her confident stride and sculpted curves. Rebecca, who I had never seen outside the office but now couldn’t stop imagining. What did she wear at night? What would she look like without the pencil skirt, the heels, the corporate facade?

At home, I couldn’t help myself. I opened her Facebook again, fingers tapping through her profile like a man possessed. She was a mum. She rode horses. Gym regular. Her body reflected every bit of that dedication. One photo stopped me cold. Gym wear. Tight. Obscene in the best way. Her top hugged her breasts, the fabric straining. Her nipples pressed through like they were begging for attention. Thick. Prominent. Unapologetic.

I stared at the image, breathing heavier. I imagined peeling that top off her, imagined how her skin would taste after a workout, warm and flushed. Her curves were perfect. My cock was already rock hard, twitching with urgency. I left her picture open and opened Reddit, searching through NSFW threads. Pokies. Long nipples. Big nipples. I scrolled, my eyes glued to the screen, switching between her picture and the smut. Stroking slowly, hungrily, my hand slick with pre-cum. She was all I could think about. Rebecca bent over at the gym. Rebecca moaning beneath me. Rebecca whispering my name in a breathless rush.

I edged myself. Teetering on the brink. Muscles tensed, toes curled, but I held back. Somehow. If I let go now, I’d lose the moment entirely. I forced myself to stop. I had to sleep. But fuck, she was in my blood already.

Dawn came too early. My morning wood was thick and almost painful. I opened Facebook the second I stirred. Her name lit up. Message seen. She’d been up in the early hours. A spike of anticipation flooded me. I laid there, cock throbbing beneath the covers, my body lazy but alert, craving more.

At 9am I caved.

"Good morning. Thanks for accepting my friend request."

She replied instantly. The conversation flowed like water down hot skin. Easy. Natural. Filthy in undertones we both pretended weren’t there.

Turns out I wasn’t invisible after all.

"You’re the talk of the office. All the girls fancy you."

Her words made my chest tighten. Desire and disbelief danced inside me.

"You’re tall and handsome. Are you surprised?"

Maybe I was. I’m not cocky, not the type to assume. I told her that. She liked that I was modest. She said it made me more attractive. More dangerous. I felt a pulse in my groin again as she opened up. She was divorced. Confident. She shared personal details like someone who had thought about this before. Someone who wanted it just as much as I did.

Eventually, she had to head out. Kids. Shopping. Real life tugging her away.

I wasn’t ready to let go. I felt a sudden, playful boldness take hold of me.

"If you’re feeling brave, let yourself into my flat. It’s right in the town centre."

No reply.

The typing dots blinked, then vanished. Then again. She was thinking about it. Tempted.

"C2590." I sent the code. "Door will be unlocked. Come in."

Her reply was quick.

"I can’t do that."

I smiled. Cheeky. Teasing.

"Bawk bawk. Chicken."

She laughed. "OK. You’re on. I’ll grab my shopping and come round."

I was on my feet in seconds. Bed made. Clothes in the hamper. I lit an incense stick, the smoky scent curling through the flat as I jumped in the shower, soap sliding over my skin, cock still half-hard from the morning.

When I stepped out, towel around my waist, my phone pinged.

"I’m downstairs."

Fuck.

I dried off quickly, my skin tingling, adrenaline coursing through me. I wanted her to catch a glimpse, to see what she was getting herself into. I stood by the window, the towel now forgotten, completely naked, my back to the door.

A soft knock. A voice.

"It’s Rebecca."

My heart thudded. My voice stayed calm.

"Let yourself in."

The door opened behind me. The air shifted. I didn’t turn. I wanted her to take it all in. My broad back, the curve of my ass, the sight of me naked and ready, waiting.

And just like that, we were no longer pretending.

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

Lot's of trouble

I hope I'm not making these updates, too long, I'm not wanting to write war and peace!

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10 weeks ago

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10 weeks ago

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10 weeks ago

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10 weeks ago

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

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She let the door shut behind her.

This was real now. Rebecca was inside my bedroom, inches from my bed, and I was completely naked. I turned to face her, playing coy for a moment, feigning modesty as I covered my thickening cock with both hands.

“I’d better get dressed,” I said, reaching lazily toward the drawer.

But her eyes and expression told me otherwise. This hadn’t started with small talk. It had started in the kitchenette, her eyes locked on my crotch, mouth just slightly open, heat shimmering between us. Now we were alone and she didn't want to pretend anymore.

“I want to see it,” she said.

My hands dropped without hesitation.

She stepped closer.

Maybe it was the smoky haze from the incense or maybe it was the raw magnetism between us, but the air in the room crackled with electricity. She sat on the edge of my bed, placing her at the exact height of my cock, which was already rising, slow and heavy with anticipation. Silence, nothing needed to be said.

She beckoned me forward with a single finger. I obeyed.

Her hand reached out and wrapped around me. Warm. Firm. Intentional. She stroked slowly, deliberately, coaxing every inch of hardness from me, my cock growing and pulsing in her hand. She was fully in command, my hips twitched involuntarily, her lips parted and she gently exhaled as she stared at my thick, growing shaft.

The room was a furnace and she was feeding the fire.

I fought the urge to grab her by the hair and guide her to me. But my hands betrayed me, shifting just slightly, and she smiled like she already knew. She eased me onto the bed, gently pushing my chest back, and moved between my legs.

Her mouth hovered over the tip of my cock, her warm breath setting the sensitive nerves of it’s swelling head on fire.

Fuck! She was unbelievable.

She let her tongue drag softly across the head of my penis, a line of pre-cum stretching from me to her lips as she pulled back. Her eyes met mine. Teasing. Dominant. Her tongue circled again, slower this time, before she sucked the tip gently into her mouth.

I growled low in my throat.

I reached for her top and pulled it up over her head in one motion, tossing it to the foot of the bed. Her skin was warm and smooth, her chest rising with each breath. I reached behind her and unclasped her bra, my hands trembling with need. It fell away and I got my first full look.

They were perfect.

Full, round, the weight of them heavy in my hands. Her nipples were large, thick, dark pink and swollen from anticipation. I cupped one breast and sucked the other nipple into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue, biting gently. She moaned against my skin, her breath hot, her fingers wrapped tightly around my cock as she began to stroke faster, she never once let go, it was hers, she owned me.

Then she took me into her mouth.

Warm. Wet. Unbelievable.

Her lips stretched around me as she sank lower, her hand stroking the base while her tongue danced beneath the shaft. She moaned as she sucked, the vibration sending shivers through my entire body. I leaned back, unable to hold in the sounds escaping my throat. She was hungry for it. She wanted every drop.

I tangled my fingers in her hair, not pulling, just holding. Her head bobbed faster. Her saliva coated me, dripping down my shaft and on to my balls. She paused only to stroke with both hands before sucking me deep again, her throat flexing around the tip.

I was close. I could feel it building, my balls tightening,

“Fuck… I’m gonna cum.”

She didn’t stop. She looked up at me and doubled down, one hand gripping the base of my cock, stroking with purpose while the other tugged at my balls. Her mouth locked around me and she sucked harder, faster, determined.

My whole body tensed. My thighs clenched. My stomach rippled. I thrust upwards, deeper into her throat.

I exploded.

Thick, pulsing ropes filled her mouth. She took it all, every twitch, every surge, swallowing greedily while never breaking eye contact. My hips bucked and my hands gripped the sheets as I emptied into her. When I was done, she licked her lips, catching the last drops as I collapsed into the bed, every muscle thoroughly relaxed with satisfaction.

She crawled up beside me, nipples brushing my chest, her breath still hot against my neck, then she kissed me. 

Soft at first. A gentle press of her lips against mine, tasting of lust and salt and something sweeter. Her tongue traced the edge of my mouth before slipping between my lips. I kissed her back hungrily, fingers sliding up the curve of her back, feeling every dip and rise of her flawless body.

She ground against me slowly, teasing herself against my skin, wet and warm and ready my sweat soaking her perfect body as we lay in my sun trap bedroom.

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long,” she murmured between kisses, dragging her mouth across my jaw, then lower, nipping at my neck, my collarbone, before kissing back up to my lips again.

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

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Becca reached for her bra, then her top.

She sat on the edge of my bed, brushing hair from her face, slipping straps over her shoulders like she hadn’t just sucked the cum out of me twenty minutes ago.

She was heading out into town. Shoppers. Sunshine. Normality.

But fuck, she was sexy.

Her gorgeous bum, slightly compressed where she sat, looked even rounder, fuller. I couldn’t help myself. I curled up behind her, grab at her hips, humping like the filthy mutt I am.

She giggled.

“Stop! You’re so bad!”

I didn’t stop. I sat up, grabbed her hips firmly with my giant paws and kissed the small of her back. Me 6'6" dwarfing her petite, pocket rocket 5'2" frame.

“I want you,” I said. My voice wasn’t shy anymore.

She already knew.

We stepped out into the sun. Warm pavement. Bright air.

She turned one way. I turned the other.

She was headed home.

I had a different idea.

My body was still buzzing. I needed more. Not more of someone else, just more of everything. More sun, more freedom, more skin.

Thirty minutes later I was hiking through the country park, sweat prickling my neck, dripping down my back and glistening chocolate torso, thoughts of Becca flashing like wildfire behind my eyes.

Her tits bouncing above me. Her mouth full of cock. Her giggle. That look.

I reached the clothing-optional beach, found a spot on the shingle halfway between the water and the imposing cliffs.

The place was busy. Naked bodies scattered in every direction. Heat shimmered on skin.

That’s when I saw her.

A brunette. Olive skin. Perky breasts. Dark nipples with thick, wide areola.

My fucking favourite.

She was walking with a man. Partner, probably. They spoke Spanish. She smiled at me as they passed.

I smiled back. “Hola.”

She returned it with a knowing glance. I felt myself stir again. Damn. I wished Becca was here. We could’ve struck up a conversation. Seen where it led.

Maybe played together, soft swap, full swap, atop the first set of smaller cliffs, in the woods where all the fun happened.

I laid back in the sun, half-hard, skin warm, balls heavy.

Snapped a pic of my naked body, cock laid thick across my thigh.

For Becca.

A reminder of what was hers whenever she wanted it.

No signal.

Cliffs. Distance. The world kept her out.

But I didn’t stop thinking about her.

I sent the photo anyway. Left it to fate.

Hours passed.

Sunset turned the sky into fire.

I hiked back up the lane to the carpark, muscles aching, heart still racing. There was still a bit of sun, it was still warm, I pressed the button to put the convertible roof back down, and prepared to drive back down into the old town.

My phone buzzed as I relaxed into the driver’s seat, preparing to set off.

Three pictures.

Becca. In her garden. Wearing the tiniest black bikini I’d ever seen.

First one, her body stretched out in the sun, glistening.

Second, side profile. Her tits perfect in the soft light, thick nipples pressing against the fabric.

Third, taken over her shoulder.

Her arse.

Tanned. Curved. The gusset of her bottoms sliding between her cheeks, the fabric drawn tight into that perfect spot where my mouth and tongue should be.

My cock twitched. throbbing.

I needed her.

I told her so. Typed it out fast. Fingers shaking.

No reply.

She was in control now.

I was her plaything.

And fuck, I loved it.

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

Lot's of trouble

Thanks for all the

's and kind comments, my story is based on true events, names changed to protect the not so innocent.

I'm currently preparing to get up and get ready to head into the office, especially looking forward to seeing "Becca" today after having shared my story with you.

I'm nearly finished with this one but tempted to write another, about the time my housemates wife, "Malika" seduced me.

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10 weeks ago

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"Thanks for all the

's and kind comments, my story is based on true events, names changed to protect the not so innocent.

I'm currently preparing to get up and get ready to head into the office, especially looking forward to seeing "Becca" today after having shared my story with you.

I'm nearly finished with this one but tempted to write another, about the time my housemates wife, "Malika" seduced me."

Looking forward to reading about Malika

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10 weeks ago

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10 weeks ago

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10 weeks ago

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10 weeks ago

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I hope ‘Becca’ still plays and looking forward to reading about Malika

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10 weeks ago

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10 weeks ago

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

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Weeks passed.

My messages got read, but replies were short. Cold.

“Hope you’re ok.”

Nothing more. No follow-up. No conversation.

She’d gone quiet.

Maybe I was just something for her to giggle about with the other girls in the office. A dirty little secret. A brag.

I told myself to forget it, and I tried to and almost succeeded.

But the truth? She’d gotten under my skin.

I hadn’t even touched her pussy.

Hadn’t even seen it, tasted it, licked it.

Hadn’t felt how wet and tight she’d be with my fingers inside her.

She’d taken control.

Owned me.

Then walked away like it was nothing.

And yeah, fair play to her.

But then, out of nowhere, one Wednesday, there she was.

Heading to the kitchen. No mistaking that body.

Petite. Confident. That ass, those legs, that sway in her walk.

She was dressed to kill, looked even more stunning than usual, tits pushing at the fabric of her top, skirt clinging to every curve.

I felt compelled to spring to my feet and quickly follow.

But I didn’t move. I wasn’t about to chase her like some desperate puppy.

So I played it cool.

Messaged her on Teams.

“Was that you I saw in the kitchen just now?”

Straight away, she replied.

“It was. Thought I saw you too. TBH I'd Checked the seating plan.”

So she had been looking and she was interested, I was playing checkers meanwhile she was playing chess like a grandmaster.

I told her to meet me by the lifts.

We walked. Grabbed coffee. Sat outside, catching up like old friends.

Then I told her.

No games. No holding back.

I wanted to see her again. Properly.

I said I was heading up to London for the weekend. Told her to come with me.

She hesitated. Bit her lip.

Said she’d think about it.

I gave her the full plan. Put it on her.

My mate’s band was playing the Indigo at the O2. Not the main 20,000 seater room, but still big.

I had access-all-areas passes. Industry friends, B list and Z list celebs, old connections, backstage madness.

Hotel in central London, two nights. A real escape.

Drive up together, park just outside the city, train into Greenwich.

Let her see the other side of me.

The side that knows the chaos. The rider, fruit, snacks and unlimited alcohol. The green rooms. The wild shit that comes when the lights go down. What happens on tour, stays on tour, that was our old motto!

I texted it all. Told her I wanted her there.

Told her I wanted her bent over that hotel bed, moaning into the pillows with my cock deep inside her.

A few minutes later, her reply buzzed through.

“I’m in.”

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10 weeks ago

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10 weeks ago

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10 weeks ago

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10 weeks ago

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10 weeks ago

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

Lot's of trouble

She looked perfect beside me in the car, sunlight flashing across her skin as I flew through winding country lanes and long, open dual carriageways. We were quiet but content, the soundtrack filling the space between us.

She reached forward, adjusting the volume, and for a second I wished she was reaching for something else. My cock twitched at the thought. A quick stop in a lay-by. Becca bent over the bonnet, knickers tugged to the side, wet and waiting. I gripped the steering wheel tighter. Eyes on the road. Focus.

Later. I’d have her later.

She turned the music down to near silence, the purr of the engine and noise of the tyres making contact with the asphalt taking over.

"I want to talk about something," she said.

My chest tightened. That tone. Serious. Measured.

She told me she'd come out of a long-term relationship. That he’d been the only man she'd really been with. She didn’t want to rush into something new, not like that.

My stomach dropped.

I nodded, pretending I was cool with it. Part of me was. I live in the moment. But another part of me wanted more. I wanted her around, regularly. Often.

Then she carried on.

She said she wanted to explore. Experiment. She’d been thinking about non-monogamy. Her kids were grown now, one off to university. It was her time. Freedom, finally.

She wanted to fuck. Freely. And as long as I was one of the people in her mix, it sounded perfect.

I told her just that.

I’m not possessive. You can’t force someone to be yours, and you’ll drive yourself mad trying to control what they do or think. I live by the four agreements. That Toltec philosophy. My favourite? Don’t take anything personally. Nothing anyone does is because of you. It’s about them.

We were aligned.

I pulled into the station car park, and we got out to wait for the train into the city. The platform was nearly empty. I sat down and pulled her onto my lap.

Her soft ass sank against me, pressing perfectly against my growing cock. She wiggled to get comfortable, grinding right where I needed her most. It took all my strength not to unzip right there and bury myself inside her.

We giggled, close, charged.

The train arrived. Packed.

She took the only seat we could find, and I stood beside her, my bulge inches from her lips. I saw the way her eyes flicked to it, and I knew exactly what she was thinking.

So did the woman across from her, who looked up, paused, and then down again.

I was hard as stone.

And we hadn’t even reached the city yet.

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10 weeks ago

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10 weeks ago

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

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I’d decided we’d ride the train all the way to Charing Cross. The hotel I’d booked was right next door. I hadn’t told Becca the full plan yet. I wanted to show her a taste of the life I used to live on tour—five-star hotels, Michelin-starred dinners, executive cars. No compromises. No budget. Just indulgence.

We’d check in, shower, get changed, and head back out, fashionably late for the show. Backstage passes were waiting at the box office, and I’d order us an Uber Exec to make a proper entrance. This weekend was ours. Like rock stars. No rules, no limits, nothing off-limits.

Becca stepped into the shower while I called down to reception and ordered a couple of drinks. I couldn’t resist joining her. I slipped in behind her, warm water cascading down, her glistening skin lit by the bathroom’s soft glow. I wrapped my arms around her from behind, the curve of her waist fitting perfectly in my hands. She looked unreal. All wet, naked, and completely mine.

The room was just as stunning. King-sized bed, high off the ground. I pictured hoisting Becca up onto it, tossing her down, spreading her legs and burying myself between them. I’d waited long enough.

A knock at the door.

I grabbed a towel, wrapped it around my waist and let the room service guy in. He rolled in the tray, his eyes drifting to the open bathroom door.

Becca was standing there, towelling off her hair, completely naked, her body silhouetted against the steamed-up glass. The kid froze for a second. I didn’t blame him. That view was worth more than any tip.

We dressed slowly, weaving around each other, catching glances in the mirror. She moved with that lazy, confident grace that drove me insane. As she sat at the dresser doing her makeup, I pulled on my clothes, sprayed my cologne, and took her in. It was like a scene from Eyes Wide Shut. That quiet, simmering tension before a night of hedonism.

Our car was already waiting downstairs. Abdul, suited and calm behind the wheel of a black Mercedes S-Class, opened the door as we stepped out. We slid into the soft leather seats, and I felt her body lean into mine.

She smelled fucking incredible.

She tilted her mouth to my ear.

“How do you feel about me flirting with other guys in front of you?”

My cock stirred instantly.

I wanted her to have her fun. To be wanted. To tease. To play.

I didn’t care who looked.

She was mine when it counted.

And everyone else? They were just watching the show.

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10 weeks ago

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We watched the show from the side of the stage. Becca was wide-eyed, soaking it all in, but I was right at home. Confident. Cocky. In my element.

I’d played this venue before. First for a rising star here at the Indigo, three thousand bodies pulsing to the beat. Then in the main arena, twenty thousand strong, with the same act who’d just had their first top ten single opening for a massive American girl group. Later, I found myself in the band of a rising British rap duo, touring Europe, living fast, playing the final night of their sell out headline tour in London.

Becca could see I was comfortable. This was my arena. The backstage chaos, the heat, the buzz—it wasn’t new to me. But for her, it was electric. The kind of place she’d only read about in magazines. She watched me like she was seeing me with fresh eyes.

And every man and quite a few of the girls back there? They were watching her.

That minuscule little black dress hugged her in all the right places. Clearly no bra, modesty maintained by a leather jacket that ended just above the curve of her back, teasing the top of her peachy, gym-toned arse, ankle length black suede boots, her hair pinned up, neck bare and begging for my mouth.

She was the centre of attention. No one gave a shit about the band onstage. Not with her there.

Halfway through the set, we slipped off to the dressing room to grab more drinks. She got to the door first and twisted the handle, but it was locked. I came up behind her and pressed her against it. Body to body. Heat to heat. I keyed in the code and shoved the door open, pushing her inside.

I spun her around and grabbed her arse with both hands, lifting her into me, crashing our mouths together. We devoured each other. Her jacket hit the floor as she backed me toward a chair, shoved me down, and straddled my thigh. That tight little dress barely gave her room to move, but she made it work, grinding against me, breathing heavy, her lips grazing mine.

She grabbed my hand and brought my fingers to her mouth, sucking them deep. Dirty. Slow. Like the morning in my flat when she’d dropped to her knees and shown me just how good her mouth could be.

This time, though, I got to touch her.

She guided my hand up under her dress. No knickers. Pussy lips smooth, hairless soft skin, and the wet heat I’d been dreaming of for weeks. I slid a finger in tight, wet, fucking ready, I beckoned her come, juices running down my long, thick finger.

And then the door opened.

Barry, the tour manager, stood in the doorway.

“What are you two up to?” he asked, smirking like he hadn’t just caught us red-handed.

I stood, my fingers and palm still glistening where her flowing juices had pooled in my hand.

“Just grabbing drinks,” I said, licking them clean.

Becca laughed, cool as ever, and reached for her jacket. She’d loved it.

So had I.

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10 weeks ago

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10 weeks ago

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

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The show was over and the green room started to fill. Band guests filtered in, a couple of girlfriends, a few proud parents, record company people, management, all the usual suspects. Several bottles were already cracked open, girls from the entourage mixing drinks like it was their job. The room buzzed with voices, then music kicked in. The afterparty had begun.

I found myself chatting to someone from the management team, a guy who’d once been a junior assistant when I was touring with the rap duo. It had been over a decade since my last big gig. We got into it, strategising. He told me I should be working behind the scenes, musical director, maybe tour manager. I had too much knowledge and experience to be hiding away by the sea. I could live vicariously through the next generation and still enjoy the lifestyle.

While we talked, I glanced across the room. One of the band members and an older guy, short, not much taller than Becca, had her locked in conversation. She was giggling like a fangirl, completely engaged. I stared, hoping for a glance, but she didn’t notice me. I turned back to my conversation.

Eventually, I decided to reclaim her. As I walked over, the older man stepped forward in front of me, cutting me off. He looked me dead in the eye.

“Your Rebecca’s quite a fox. How’d you manage to pull her?”

I shrugged, half smiling, not biting.

“You’ll wanna watch out. Women like her? You don’t keep hold of them. Trust me, you’ve already lost her. Just a matter of time.”

I glanced at Becca again. Still no acknowledgement. Maybe the old guy wasn’t wrong. He probably knew more than me.

I stayed in the room for as long as I could manage, before I turned on my heel and walked out for some air. The summer night felt colder than I expected. Cocky confidence? Gone. I spotted the band’s drummer, outside with a roll-up. As I got closer, the smell hit me — not just tobacco.

“Alright?” he asked, holding it out.

“Sure,” I replied. I wasn’t a regular smoker anymore, but this wasn’t anything wild. After everything I’d seen in my life, a little smoke was nothing. After a few pulls, the tightness in my chest loosened. I breathed easier.

If Becca wanted to explore non-monogamy, I’d agreed. So why let one bitter prophet ruin my night?

We passed the joint a few more times, then Becca appeared.

“I thought I’d lost you,” she said.

“You looked like you were having fun. I didn’t want to disturb.”

“Maybe I overdid it with the free bar,” she grinned, unsteady but glowing.

I shook my head. “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.”

“Do you want to get out of here? It’s getting late.”

“No, we should stay a little longer. They’ve turned the arena into a club. There’s a DJ. Let’s dance.”

We headed to the dance floor. The lights were low, bass shaking the room. Becca moved in front of me, back to chest, grinding into my hips. One hand stretched above her, the other pulling my head down to hers. Her body whined against mine, heat and rhythm melting everything else away.

My anxiety disappeared. The hotel room, that big soft bed, was waiting for us. The night was young. The weekend was ours. I had her all to myself.

And that was more than enough.

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10 weeks ago

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

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The electricity was back. I’d enjoyed the music, dancing, even the tinge of jealousy reminding me how much I desired her, and how lucky I was that she desired me, all of a sudden I couldn’t wait to get us in a car and back to central London. “Ready to go?” I asked. Becca nodded, her eyes gleaming. I booked another Uber Exec, a twenty-minute wait, we made our way to the pick-up point.

We arrived early. She turned to face me, stepped in close and slid her arms around my neck, pulling me down to her. I wrapped mine around her waist, lifting her slightly as our lips met. Time evaporated. I barely noticed the car pulling up until a soft buzz in my pocket brought me back to earth , the driver had arrived.

He stepped out to open the door, and Becca slipped in ahead of me, her presence magnetic. On the back seat, we folded into each other again, her head tucked against my neck. She reached for my hand and slowly guided it between her legs, drawing it upward with silent intent. Her skin was cool against my warmth, her thighs tightening around me, holding me there.

She leaned into my ear and whispered, just loud enough for me to hear over the hum of the city, “Touch me. I want him to see.”

My breath caught. I obliged and slipped first one and then two fingers in, she was even wetter than before, I explored, slowly, deeply with deliberate care, pulled out slightly rubbing my soaking fingers on her labia and clit, she moaned, we lost ourselves. She turned to kiss me, deep and unhurried, as the city lights danced across her face through the tinted windows. We moved in sync with the rhythm of the road, losing ourselves in the moment until the car pulled to a gentle stop.

“Here we are,” the driver announced.

Inside the hotel lobby, we offered a flustered goodnight to the staff. Becca led the way to the lifts, her steps quick, her body full of barely restrained energy. In the lift, the tension returned instantly, her dress hiked just slightly, my hand grazing bare skin, her breath warm against my ear, my fly undone, cock out and teased to near full erection.

The fourth floor. Down the corridor. Her hand gripped my cock, tugging it like a leash, leading my like her pet.

Inside the room, it was chaos, clothes flung, shoes kicked aside, bodies colliding with urgency. I lent down, smacked at her buttocks, reaching further down to grab her thighs, I lifted her up slightly off the ground, she jumped into my arms, wrapping her arms now around my neck, my powerful arms underneath her knees, we kissed, my cock hardening, pulsing, I reached down and guided the head towards her wet, moist cunt, teased her with it and just as it began to slid in, teasing her pussy lips apart, stretching her, opening her up as she gasped, I walked forwards and dropped her gently to the bed. She looked up at me, ever so slightly frustrated, wild and wanting, I was teasing her, and myself, I’d been dying to feel her pussy wrap around my cock, I’d fantasised about this moment, wanked thinking about it more than once but I had to control myself, in the moment I was far too eager, I parted her thighs and I buried my face between them, tasting her juices, my tongue probing deep into her. Her hands tangled in my locs, her hips rising to meet me, the sound of her breath the only thing grounding me as the rest of the world faded away.

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10 weeks ago

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10 weeks ago

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

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I focused on pleasing her, made it my goal, my life mission, but it wasn’t easy pulling my head free from the vice grip of her thighs sculpted by hours in the gym and time spent in the saddle. They clamped around me with a strength that spoke of control and hunger, each movement sending shivers through her. I surfaced, breathless, my lips slick with her taste, only to be met with her fingers threading through my hair, pulling me back in. She wasn’t done, and neither was I.

She looked at me with a wicked grin and pulled me down into a kiss, tasting herself on my lips, pulling me closer. I slipped two fingers inside her, I wondered if she was a squirter, she was already so wet, her thighs trembled as I pulled back, breath hot on her skin. She lay sprawled across the bed, flushed, panting, drenched in the aftershocks of her release. The sheets beneath her were soaked, her body twitching with each lingering ripple of pleasure.

I began to work up a frenzy, increasing the intensity as her breathing and moans levelled up in intensity too, she reached her hand down, and tried to push me away, but it was only a gesture, no force behind it, I dug deeper, worked harder, the sound of her juices flowing echoed around the room, I tugged at her with such ferocity that the whole bed was shaking, the base and mattress banging against the headboard and wall. She let out a loud moan and a stream of female ejaculate gushed out, she gasped, nails digging into my back, legs wrapping tight around my waist, pulling me further in. I was possessed, determined, I carried on undeterred, another gush, another loud moan, I pulled back and slapped her pussy, repeatedly, so wet, completely ready.

I moved up her body, gripped my cock at the base and rubbed at her soaking slit, teased her, pushing slowly in, just the tip, She wrapped her legs around me again, pulling me in with a force that left no room for hesitation. I couldn’t fight it, not that I wanted to. I’d played this moment out in my head so many times, fantasised about the feel of her body locked around mine, but nothing had prepared me for the reality. The heat of her skin, the scent of her hair, the soft moan that escaped her lips as I pressed into her, it was overwhelming. Every nerve in my body lit up as I sank deeper into the moment, and into her. This wasn’t just lust. It was something electric, consuming, unforgettable.

It was all so intense I could barely contain my own pleasure. Every time I thrust, every time she gasped or moaned, it sent a surge through me, tightening the coil inside my core. Her moans weren’t quiet or polite, they were raw, messy, unfiltered, an unspoken language of desire that fuelled every motion, every deep stroke. She clung to me, nails dragging down my back, her body arching to meet mine, and I felt on the edge, desperately trying to hold back, to make it last, but every sound she made dragged me closer to the edge.

I pulled out quickly, breath ragged, body trembling with restraint. Slapped my throbbing, bulging, heavy cock on her soaking wetness relieving my tension, her slickness clung to me, warm and glistening in the low light of the hotel room. She looked up at me, flushed and wild-eyed, lips parted as if to ask why I’d stopped, but she already knew. I wasn’t done with her. Not by a long shot.

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

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I just needed to catch my breath, reset for a moment. The intensity of it all, her scent, the heat of her skin, the rawness of our connection, had taken me close to the edge. I stood there above her, drinking in the sight: her body spread out on the bed, hair a mess, lips swollen and flushed from kisses, thighs still twitching from aftershocks. I could see in her eyes she didn’t want me to stop for long. Neither did I.

I grabbed her with intent, flipped her over gently but firmly, pulling her to the edge of the bed positioning her on all fours. I guided her lower, coaxing her hips to tilt just right, her back arched, presenting herself to me without a word. I stood on the floor at the bottom of the bed, grounding myself, took a moment to appreciate the view, every curve, every flex of muscle, sculpted and inviting. I ran my hands down her sides, over her hips, grounding us both in the moment before leaning in again, lost in the desire that had only grown stronger with every breath.

I plunged in deep, gave her every last inch, at first breathless, after a moment she gasped deeply, I felt more in control, I let her feel all of my strength with every thrust, clapped my body against hers with brutal force, steady, deliberate, grounded in the chemistry that had been building between us since that first charged glance in the kitchenette back in the office several weeks ago. Her breath caught with each movement, the rhythm between us syncing like a perfect duet. Hands gripping her hips, I was lost in the intensity of the moment, her body moving in time with mine, a silent conversation spoken in touch and tension.

Fuck I was so close, not yet! I turned her back over, climbed on top of her, kissing, bodies close, no hands, rock hard I slid back in, her legs raised either side of me, toes pointing to heaven, I pounded away and she moved in unison, each stroke getting longer, almost all the way out, then all the way back in, with heavy thuds, body crashing against body, frantic, the tempo reaching a crescendo, there was no stopping now, no illusion of control, I gave her everything I had with all of my might, and just when I felt everything melt away, energy coursing through my entire body, down and up my legs, up my spine, into my crown and back down, I pulled out and shot stream after stream of hot sticky cum unto her stomach and breasts. My once powerful legs trembled, my arms weak, she reached up and pulled my whole body to her’s with minimal effort required, and hugged me for an eternity as time ceased to exist, as my body shook and quivered.

We lay there, entangled in a long embrace as the warmth grew a little cooler, she wasn't afraid of our combined juices, she revelled in them as our bodies remained locked together, the air from the window brushing gently over our bare skin. Nobody had ever hugged me like that before, it wasn't dirty, it felt natural, years of religious indoctrination and prudishness vanished from my psyche, I was healed. There was something in the way she held me, not just arms around flesh, but a kind of wordless understanding, like she’d reached into me and taken hold of something essential.

That night, and the entire story we wrote together, every glance, every laugh, every wet kiss and whispered request, all the vivid details, they burned themselves deep into my psyche. I can still feel the softness of her breath on my neck, the electricity of her fingers tracing circles on my chest, the distant city sounds like a lullaby below the window. It was a night suspended in time, a perfect collision of lust, freedom, and fleeting connection.

We drifted off as the early morning light crept into the room. And though the weekend eventually and inevitably ended and Monday came calling as it always does, we returned to work, still side by side, back to the coast, back to the rhythm of everyday life. But something between us had shifted. We still saw each other, still remained close friends, the bond deepened by what we’d shared. There was no awkwardness, no regret, just a quiet understanding, a private memory glowing beneath the surface of our day-to-day lives. I carried her with me. Not just in memory, but in the way that night changed something inside me.

Some experiences brand you. That was ours. Maybe it was never meant to settle into something conventional. Maybe it was only ever meant to burn bright, then simmer quietly in the background. But it was real. It left its mark. And every now and then, when the moment is right, we still find our way back to each other, a flicker of that fire reignited, just long enough to remind us it never truly went out.

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By *ragsterMan
10 weeks ago

Blackburn

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

Lot's of trouble

I've thoroughly enjoyed recounting this story, though I must admit, it was a challenge to keep calling her "Becca" while her real name echoed in my mind and I tried to remember every detail! This was my first time writing something like this, and I’ve discovered that I really enjoy it. I'm grateful for the experience and hope you've all enjoyed it as much as I have.

Thank you all.

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By *akedMMan
10 weeks ago

Witney

Wow wow so good

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By *orkieBar1000Man
10 weeks ago

York

Excellently written.

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By *ike231251Man
10 weeks ago

Heckmondwike

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By *oley500Man
10 weeks ago

England

I loved reliving it with you. Thank you for sharing.

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By *arquis de Geant OP Man
10 weeks ago

Lot's of trouble

Again, thanks all for the kind comments, feel free to add me as a friend, I'm certain I'll share another story soon.

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By *hyguy2360Man
10 weeks ago

renfrewshireish

great story and easy to read and follow. Definitely want some more of your stories

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By *oley500Man
10 weeks ago

England

"Again, thanks all for the kind comments, feel free to add me as a friend, I'm certain I'll share another story soon.

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I don't suppose you have a picture of her

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By *J GeminiTV/TS
10 weeks ago

Northumberland

Cracking

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By *ragsterMan
10 weeks ago

Blackburn

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By *ucati93Man
10 weeks ago

Aberdeen

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By *knick45Man
10 weeks ago

Knowle Bristol

Amazing I really hope you write more

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By *lderWiserNowMan
10 weeks ago

Kettrin

Wonderful story, thanks OP

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By *inky grandadMan
10 weeks ago

Spain

Excellent story and thank you for sharing it 👍🔥🔥

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By *ary1001xMan
10 weeks ago

Hillsborough

Brilliant

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By *ussyeater692Man
10 weeks ago

Wrexham

Absolutely fantastic

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By *ove2pleaseseukMan
10 weeks ago

Hastings

"Thanks for all the

's and kind comments, my story is based on true events, names changed to protect the not so innocent.

I'm currently preparing to get up and get ready to head into the office, especially looking forward to seeing "Becca" today after having shared my story with you.

I'm nearly finished with this one but tempted to write another, about the time my housemates wife, "Malika" seduced me."

Even more real when you know the areas so good .

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By *uiceyfruit99Man
10 weeks ago

malton

Fantastic , well written 🔥🔥🔥

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By *aughtySexualArousalMan
10 weeks ago

SPALDING

That's a cracking story fella. Well written and one of the best on here. Did anything else happen with her?

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