Sweet Hole

Well, it was finally here, the day we have been dreading, Jane's 29th birthday, but mind you, at least the price has come down, and we are not going for a baby weekend; we are just having a few drinks at Jane’s. I was having a meeting wth Jane's sister for an hour, and then we will be with Jane at nine. What the hell am I going to wear, jeans or a dress? Ahhhhh, not sure, better ask Preshy or Blaze for advice. It was still a little cold outside and not really a dress day. There was a chill in the air outside, so Jeans was the thing. quick shower and let's get ready as Blaze watches some football and Jess chats to Chole. Blaze any chance of a vodka, babe..Of course, shall I make it a double as could be a long night, I agreed and let out a sigh of despair, but on the plus side, I had just had my whole waxed, and it was all sensitive and sure, Blaze can sort me out later, shall I tell him or keep it a secret? Not a word, so I will be horny later as so sensitive. I brush my finger under m

Jane had never managed a man like Dan before. She had made a bold move when recruiting him. She wanted someone to add a bit of drive to her lovely team of five, all of whom were a little too ‘nice’ and overly keen to compromise. Sadly, Dan really wasn’t proving the right fit; he was rather similar to everyone else in terms of personality, but he lacked their technical competence.It had been Dan’s appraisal that morning, and it hadn’t gone well. His technical ability on the design software was not great; his spreadsheet work was sloppy; his PowerPoints dull; his presentations lacked direction. He simply wasn’t professional enough, and she’d told him so. It had been a challenging session.But Dan had one really important asset. He was hot. Jane often flirted a tiny bit with the women in the office, she did like women and had slept with a few over the years. She always enjoyed sex with a woman, either on her own or as part of a threesome. But she probably liked men a touch more. There wa

Rolling her over and clearly recalling his brief, he tried to take off her skirt, but the buckle hitched and Jane had to reach to help, and she did gladly, desperate to be rid of her clothing.With some added saliva applied to his cock, Dan now entered her missionary style. As he thrust, Jane started to play with her clit. She was closing in on her climax.It was at this moment that Dan did something totally unexpected. He ripped open her blouse, popping the buttons in the act. God, she was pleased she’d taken off her bra during a visit to the staff shower room shortly beforehand. Those breasts needed to be free and next to his skin. Her orgasm shook through her, but it was a smallish one. Jane was pleased as it left more in the battery for later.Now naked, she found herself being lifted up by Dan who continued to fuck her standing up. Feeling the strength of his arms added to her his masculinity. The vertical ride was amazing and the rhythm of the thrusts was just perfect for her. S

Mr. Carlos has been my tutor in school and also has been my crush. It started approximately 7 years ago when I began his English class at high school. I had known about him prior to starting the class as my boyfriend at the time would often talk about him. He was known for being a bit of a peacock, overly confident with a favoritism toward his athlete students who played for him on the baseball team. He was divorced and the only halfway decent looking teacher on staff, making him the default target of any girl infatuated with an authority figure.Now, I had never had strong feelings toward anyone. Even with my few boyfriends, I had never found them physically attractive. All of my sexual interest has been targeted at people who are unrealistic, like celebrities. For that reason, I have given up on enjoying that aspect of my life. To this day, I have I have never met anyone in person who I could lust after. Until him.You know that feeling you get when you just connect, inexplicably, w

My eyes opened. He was standing in front of me.“I know it’s getting pretty late, but I was wondering if I could get some feedback on some pieces I’m writing. Do you mind stopping by in like 15 minutes. You’d be doing me a favor.”“YES.” The wine must have hit. “Yeah-yes. I can do that.”“Great.” He grinned. “See you in a little bit.”.This is happening. This is happening right now. What exactly is happening? Stop panicking. You got an A+ in your writing classes for a reason. Just check it out. And him out. Play it cool.By the time my head cleared, 90’s of the party was gone. My aunt and uncle, knowing I’m tired of people by now, wished me good night as they went upstairs.Now it was just me and the quiet. I gulped.Next thing I know, I’m knocking on his front door.It creaks open.“You made it. Come on in.” I step inside, my heart thumping a million beats per minute. His house was fairly barren. A desk with a dimly lit laptop is against on wall with his tv and couch against the ot