MILF Stories Erotic stories
I ate my coworker at the hospital
We entered the specialty together; she's a little younger than me—24, I'm 26. She's not exactly my body type: lightly tanned white skin, small breasts, but with hips that stand out discreetly. Her butt isn't bad at all; you can tell she used to work out. I think it was her smile, her personality, that started to catch my attention.Ever since we met, I've been teasing her, always jokingly, never to make her feel bad. It's my way of getting attention. She always fought back, then started getting closer (although I suspected she really wanted to be close to me rather than actually face me).
The Manfred Method
My name is Eduardo Lemos, 35 years old, and I work as an accountant Monday through Friday, with Saturdays and Sundays off. I wake up every day at 6 a.m., drink coffee staring at the kitchen wall, and spend the rest of my time trying not to explode inside that cursed office where I work. The name of the place? "Fiscal Excellence." A little irony is nonsense.
Carla and her peculiar strong coffee
Carla is worried because her boss has invited her to the company cafeteria for a chat. She suspects he's going to saddle her with a security guard job for the weekend. Carla had planned to go camping with her daughter, Pepe.From the entrance, she spots Federico, her boss, at the back of the room. He enters, approaches the manager's table, and greets him. Carla sits down, and immediately, a waiter asks her what she'll have. Carla orders a cappuccino. Federico gulps down the cognac next to him and orders another cappuccino for himself.
I love it when they fuck my wife
I love having my wife fucked. And that passion dates back to my first girlfriend. When we were very young, we had very dirty sex as a couple and unleashed all our desires, fantasies, and fetishes. That's why, in the three years we were dating, we had threesomes, swingers, and several orgies. I had great sex with my second and third girlfriends, but nothing like my first. When I got married, my wife turned out to be even hotter and more slutty, and that was heaven for both of us. Very soon, we started unleashing all our desires, and after six months of marriage, we were already having threesomes with men and women. And soon after, we started swinging and fulfilling all our fantasies and fetishes.
The day after the party escape
The day after our escape from the party in the previous story…I woke up to my phone vibrating on my nightstand. My body still remembered every touch, every thrust Matheus had made at the party, and his message only heightened my desire:“Good morning, hottie. Ready to continue yesterday’s madness?”I smiled to myself, feeling an intense heat rise from my stomach to my throat. I typed without thinking:“I can’t wait… pick me up at the mall at 2pm?”
Fire in the Back Seat
It was a sultry afternoon, the kind that seems to conspire to ignite forbidden desires. It had been months since I'd seen Ms. K, the tall brunette with curves that defied any attempt at self-control. That gorgeous, enormous ass, molded by jeans that seemed tailored, occupied my most secret thoughts. We were both married, trapped in parallel lives, but our five-year affair was an addiction neither of us wanted to give up. We arranged a quick meeting, supposedly just for a hug and a chat, as if it were possible to keep things so innocent between us.
Fucking the Mechanic
A few days after I fucked those black guys, there was a mechanic named Edir. He was average, white, thin, and a great mechanic. Every time he passed, Edir would look at me a little differently, as if he desired me. He was single and lived alone. He was 49, and as you know, I was 16.One day, Edir bought a pool table and invited me to play. He said,"Come with those red shorts I love to see you in."
Food by Friend's Father
Back when I was studying with Jéssica and Daiane, most Saturdays I'd go to their apartment building to study or just tease the boys by playing spin the bottle. The boys thought they were smarter just because we girls were always naked (haha).
