eurotic stories

I am Neila. I will share my story of how I my boss had BDSM Sex with Domestic Servant who worked with her. I was 19 years old when I signed up a job for a domestic servant. When I reached the place, it was an empty room. All it had mirrored walls and in the middle was a metallic table. I had no idea what to expect. I signed up because the pay offered was good and they were offering food and lodging. I had to pay for my student’s debt. While I was deep in my thought, I jumped up from my place when I heard someone walking in. It was a middle-aged woman. She looked sexy in her leather cat suit. She was carrying a cardboard box and a riding crop. Her long thick hair was neatly tied in a high ponytail and her heels made a clicking sound when she walked.

Sheila was going to see Dr. Dray. He was a supposed gynaecologist who specialised in herbal medicine. “What was that?”, Sheila had thought, but she went anyway. When she arrived at the clinic she was met by the nurse and told to lie down with her legs open and panties down. As she lay, she saw that the nurse was watching her and her eyes were glued to her cunt. She was going to meet the horny doctor there.

It was a Sunday afternoon and I had taken a long weekend off from work as I was too bored with my life. I had recently been through a very rough patch in my life. I had broken up my 10-year-old relationship with my boyfriend after which I was into severe depression. I wanted to stay alone for this weekend but somehow staying alone made me remember all the bad memories. So, I decided that Sunday night I would just let myself free and go out. I dressed up a black cocktail dress and applied bold makeup to feel different. I just wanted to feel someone else and not myself that day. Once I reached the nearby bar, I saw a few familiar faces as I used to visit this place often with my friends but tonight, I was all alone. I had never thought that soon I was going to meet a stranger who not only ignited my sexuality but also made me forget about everything around me.

The night was warm so I had decided to sit out on the porch for a while. As I was almost closing my eyes for a quick nap, I saw a silhouette creep up, pick up my watering can and sneak off. I run behind that slowly and catch the body. I see it is Emma my neighbor, Miss Good Two Shoes. “Why are taking my can without asking?” I ask her. “I…I needed it once for a project,” she mutters. “Because you didn’t ask, I have got to punish you. Come over tomorrow for your punishment,” I tell her this and walk away. I am not sure if she will show, but if she does, then I will teach her a lesson and then give her pleasure. My luck was in my favor and I fucked the thieving neighbor real hard.

At eighteen years old, I knew I was different from most other guys my age. I played football, but didn’t sleep around like most of my peers. I did get my dick sucked by one cheerleader but I was barely able to come. I had started realising that maybe I like gay sex. I had masturbated to images of a naked movie star and there was one boy that I fancied. Jacob had made a move but because I had an image to keep I rebuffed it.

Alessia was always a wild child and that what attracted me to her at first. There was this need to subdue her and fuck some sense into her, may be a wild sex session with my maid. I had made her my submissive and I could fuck some sense into her on a regular basis. I loved doing that – fucking her, especially if she resisted me. I smile at that thought and enter my apartment.

My name is Zen and this is my real story of an erotic encounter with my friend’s mom. I saw her for the first time and fell in love with her. It was 4 years back when my other friends and I used to meet at night time for playing cards. We used to sit on a bench near four-way, discuss cricket, tease each other by their girlfriend’s name and many other things. One night, one of my friends introduced us to Harry. Harry was a few years younger to us. As there was no boy of his age in the locality. So he started hanging out with us. Soon as we were bored of sitting and chit-chatting. We all decided to play night games.

Ed clicked on the ad that kept showing up in his browser. It was an invitation for free online sex. It led him to a portal that had a list of pretty girls.  It seemed they all wanted to chat with him..a sex chat. He scrolls through the list just for the heck of it and then his eyes fall on someone called Amber. He clicks on it and she makes an appearance on screen. That was the beginning of finding pleasure through webcam sex.

I had always focused on having a good body and participation in athletics had kept me fit. But today I was out of a job, being freshly fired. I hadn’t thought about what I would do as I had a mountain of debt and I was also raising my 1-year-old nephew. I needed something asap to pay the bills and feed ourselves. It is at this time that my cousin introduced me to Jofre who produced porn films. And tomorrow I was going for a screen test. Getting kinky while watching porn is different and being watched is completely different.

I remember the time I went to Mr and Mrs Lewis’ parties. Every year they threw an annual bash, complete with over the top decor and food. That year, I was sixteen and a hot Latina was serving cocktails. I was instantly attracted and got a hard on. She was wearing this short black dress, showing off her toned legs in heels. I was going to fuck her in those, I knew it. My kinky imaginations led to outdoor sex with the maid.

Andy knew me like no one else. My likes dislikes he knew everything. No wonder I was smitten with him. We were dating and going strong now for 6 months. Our sex life was explosive and we couldn’t get enough of one another. However, he hadn’t touched me anally. He hadn’t gone there and fucked my ass. So I decided to surprise him. I wanted him to claim me in every way. I was planning for a session so he can claim my anal hole and fill me up.

I was living alone for a while now and didn’t have a permanent partner. I did enjoy casual sex once in a while and had a vibrator ready in my drawer. Lately I had been dreaming of my ex a lot and had dreamt about having an affair with my ex-boyfriend too. I don’t know why, it just happened. And then something unthinkable took place. He moved in next door!

My marriage was a peaceful one, devoid of stressors and shouting matches. But sexually, I wasn’t too satisfied. I was looking for something, wanting something more and this actually showed in my acts. Once, I was fucking my wife and although her pussy was squeezing me in the right ways, I wasn’t feeling excited enough. So much so that in the middle, my cock suddenly went limp. It was then that I thought that maybe I needed a second partner in my life to make more excited.

I am just 30 years old, married, and have a hot and perfect figure which every man craves for. I love wearing Indian outfits and am quite fond of a saree. This showcases my natural beauty and busty boobs, and so I prefer draping a net saree with a deep neck blouse. This my story of how I got close and had horny fuck with servant in my bedroom.

I was 21 when I met Jo – Josephine actually, but she preferred Jo. She was all of 18 and a very spunky girl. She was Fran’s daughter. Fran – my father’s wife. I hadn’t seen her before although Fran and Dad were married for more than four years. Maybe because I was at university and hadn’t come home in a while. But this summer, I saw her. She was a tiny brunette who was interested in astronomy. What I didn’t know was that she was untouched and I discovered about my virgin stepsister soon.

BJ was my first boyfriend and I had met him at a party with common friends. It was strange how I, a virgin at 26 met another virgin who was 24.  He was nice and while friends at first, we moved into the dating territory soon enough. The first kiss was weird and sloppy, wet almost. I wasn’t sure if I had wanted to kiss him and he wanted to very much. Soon our relationship progressed and we experienced first sex soon.

I had an affinity towards women’s clothes and have a lot of crossdressing fantasies. The soft silks, shimmery fabrics and bold colours – I loved them all. But I was a boy and all my friends would laugh if ever a boy wore a pink shirt. And I loved hose colours. I wanted to raid my mom’s closet, wear her dresses, put on makeup and strut like the diva that I was. But I held this in me for many years, until one night I saw my parents. They had dressed up in costumes I believe. My mom was a policeman and dad played a nurse. It seemed they were role-playing, but mom was a man and dad was a woman?

The days were monotonous since they were confined to work and a dying relationship. I have been in a relationship with this amazing guy for almost two years. Initially, the bond was thriving, so were our genitals. But with time, he grew more occupied with work and consequently, the time he devoted to me in bed reduced and I had to rely on the vibrator in the drawer. Touching myself, thinking about the men in the magazines and porn had a drastic effect on my sexual fetishes. I admit that I was tired from the lack of action and I cheated for sex.

I watched her moving through the room. Her gaze was fixed on the couple on the platform. I could tell she was feeling horny, by the way her legs moved, as if she was trying to rub something down there. Her body stiffened every time, the man penetrated his playmate with the whip handle. I knew what she was feeling and the atmosphere in the sex club was getting hotter.

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Dating sites have become the new to go places to look for partners. These partners could be for a long-term romantic relationship or for something on a short term. You don’t have to frequent places such as bars or clubs to try and find that person. All you need to do is get online, create that profile and get started to find a real hookup partner.

I had the will to live happy, that’s what my Nana had said. Today at 28 with a body on the heavier style, I still am sassy and outspoken. Sometimes I do feel let down by my body but I feel I make it up with my will to stand proud and strong. One day, I chose to visit some adult dating websites portal and signed up to see what it is about. What did I know that I would meet someone special from a dating website.

In my family, women are always covered in a Burkha. It is believed that covering up a woman’s body keeps them safe from evil eye be it from their own father or even their husband’s ninth wife. Like in the western world, when I was a kid, we were never exposed to a woman’s body, apart from their eyes or their feet. Clean beautiful feet with mehendi design or alta dye stain, often made me wonder about what lied under it. Destiny had something else defined for me and I sharing my story of fetish seduction on my wedding night.

I had strict instructions from Darren. No underwear in this house. I had started as his housekeeper but now I was his sex slave. I was only allowed a thin negligee and I was to be bare for him at all times. I quite loved that role and every time he was around in the house I felt so horny and hot for him. I did my best to get him to fuck his slave.

I had a different sexual relationship with my husband Jan. He liked being the cuckolded husband and it added spice to our sex life. We had experimented with many kinks and one was when I had tied him up put him inside the slotted cupboard. From there he watched me getting fucked by a bouncer that we had found at a nightclub. He came just by watching us and I had a lot of fun getting rammed by a big black dick. That was a fun night.