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2 yrs ago I was working late on some analysis reports. The back office was empty with a few lights on here and there, but I was sure no one else was around since it was a long weekend.

At about 10pm I decided to get some coffee from the break room when I noticed someone was already in making a fresh pot. I walked in and saw Dylan who was apparently working late as well on a project due Monday.

She smiled at me and asked if I wanted a cup. I had just seen her complete her show earlier that day. She wore a blue figure hugging dress that accentuated her beautiful body. The high heels made it even more desirable particularly when she leaned over or walked away.

I remember not having a single pure thought going through my head as she walked across the set. I'm convinced no other guy in the room was any different. Dylan and I worked on a few projects together and had a decent friendship.

Paul, one of the camera guys was telling a bunch of us about a conversation he overheard between Dylan and her husband a few days ago. "Things haven't been as blissful as they hoped", he said. Adding that Dylan was upset with hubby over the passed few weeks. Seems he had some issues with her success and the fact that she was the major bread earner. The guys joked about how lucky the dude was and what a waste it was to let her go unfulfilled.

With a fresh pot nearing completion, Dylan bent over to pull out some cups from the bottom drawer. As she did, the dress hugged tighter around her butt displaying her ass in all its greatness as well as the panty line. I did all I could not to grab my crotch coz it just seemed like the natural thing to do. We sat down for a bit of chit-chat while sipping on that hot coffee.

She was really down to earth, funny and intelligent. We talked about a lot of stuff before the topic got a little personal. When I asked about her husband, she dismissed the conversation quickly. Later, she said that work timings made it difficult for them and they were having issues. She seemed sad though as if more was up.

We went back to work for the next couple of hours. At around midnight I was done and decided to read a bit in the break room before taking off. Dylan walked in surprised to find me still there. She was also a little thrilled I was. She pulled out a bottle of JD from the anchor stash and asked me if I wanted one for the road.

"What are you so engrossed in", she said as she came over to the table to hand me my drink. She placed her hand on my shoulder and leaned in. She noticed I was reading the sports section and being major baseball fan, she decided to check out an article or two that she missed.

I could get a glimpse of her down-blouse through the corner of my eye. I wanted to look but feared she'd notice. I could see the mound of her breasts as they entered her beige, apparently lacey, bra.

As she stood close by my side, her knee grazed my hand which was resting on my lap. I didn't move as it seemed she didn't notice and I liked the thought of feeling her skin against mine.

She smelled lovely as she poured over the newspaper. I felt a bulge building in my pants as I felt her skin rubbing up against me. She noticed I was a little uncomfortable and asked if anything was wrong.

I said, "no, not at all". She said she was glad that I never moved my hand as she winked at me. She told me she felt she had done something wrong by getting that close but she couldn't help herself. We looked at each other as if we understood what was happening.

I was so far gone that I decided to wing it and let the chips fall where they may. I let me my hand touch the back of her knee. She didn't pull away. She continued to read. So I Iet me fingers roam more. I felt the back of her calf. She didn't seem to mind again. I began to raise my hand higher. All the while being fully aware of how hard I was getting.

As I moved upwards to the back of her thigh, I felt my member begin to twitch. I looked up and Dylan's eyes were fixated on me. She told me she wanted me to stop but it sounded like she wanted more. I raised my hand higher now feeling the curve of her buttock and her panty line.

My dick started to feel moist. I let my hand move between her thighs. I could feel the dampness and heat between her legs. I couldn't believe how amazing her ass was. I'd only thought about it in my dreams. It was firm and incredibly sexy. I had enough, I needed to taste her.

I knelt on the floor behind her. Kissed the back of her knees and ran my lips and tongue upwards the same way my hand went. I could smell her wetness and sweat from the whole day. I loved it. I lowered her panties to her knees and she spread her legs on her own as if she knew what was gonna happen next.

I kissed her buttocks as she moaned and then leaned over the table. The sight was so amazing. She said it had been a long time. I immediately let my tongue dive into her wet soft pussy. It was a little puffy but bald and beautiful. I sucked on the lips and took the whole thing in my mouth. The juice trickling down the sides of my lips.

She moaned louder. Gasping with each lick and suck. Her clit was well pronounced and I sucked it gently. I couldn't help myself and slid my tongue upwards to rim her. I thought she'd move away but this was my one chance to do what every man has wanted to.

It tasted wonderful. I couldn't believe I was rimming Dylan Dreyer. She never resisted. She moaned louder again holding the back of my head, pressing it towards her.

I knew she liked it and slipped the tongue as deep as I could go. I told her how much I'd dreamt about doing it. She took her hands off the table and spread her buttocks more. As if to say, "I want your deeper inside". It was awesome seeing myself in the mirror across the room. Dylan standing up, pouting her gorgeous ass while spreading her cheeks with me kneeling between, my face buried deep within.

She turned over and asked me to enter her pussy as she was close to cumming. I stood up, pulled my pants down to my knees and inserted my dick into what I felt was the tightest pussy I've ever had. As I pushed in deeper, I could feel my orgasm building. I was nervous I wouldn't last long. This was not easy.

After a few strokes I began to slow to hold off shooting my load but Dylan began to push back. I grabbed her boobs and she put her hands over my neck as I kissed her. She moaned and I began to lose control quickly. She kept saying how good she felt and how she'd never been taken in this position before.

I pulled out quickly as i was about to explode. She asked me what was wrong. I said I was gonna cum. She went on her knees and jerked me hard into her mouth grabbing my balls and squeezing them as if she owned them.

The way she sucked me made it impossible to hold any longer and I sent a jet into her mouth. I thought she'd pull away but she stayed there taking it. I think I may have had at least 8 or 9 big squirts as her mouth filled with cum.

To my surprise she gulped it down looking straight into my eyes. I apologized for cumming so soon, but she was way too sweet. She stood up and asked me if I could stay hard for a minute or two. She was close and didn't wanna stop. I said, "I'll try", although I knew it wasn't gonna happen.

But she proved me wrong. She pushed on the chair and straddled me. The way she lifted her dress and took my semi hard dick inside was hot enough to get me going again.

She told me she wanted me to stay hard so she could cum. She kept saying " stay hard for me over and over a few times". She hadn't cum in months. She held my hands behind my head and rode me hard. The sensations and visual appeal of her movements were so hot that I felt I was building up towards another big orgasm

Soon she began to moan and scream. Her breathing was heavier than before. Hearing her moan is enough to get anyone going. She started to grind harder. She kissed me with tongue deep inside my mouth and mine in hers. Her hot breath blowing inside my mouth. Each moan echoing in my mouth.

I open up her blouse to see her small supple breasts. Her nipples were pink and erect. They were large for her breast size. As i took them in my mouth she screamed loudly. Sucking them made them harder and larger.

She grabbed me tight and yelled "I'm cumming, I'm cumming", and orgasmed so hard. I felt her body tremble. Her pussy was so tight it squeezed a little cum out of me. She remained in that position for a few minutes, breathing heavy all along.

We later got up to leave. As I put my pants on I watched her pull her panties up. It was so erotic seeing it slide all the way up and around her curvy ass. The curves visible through them. I wanted more but didn't want to risk it. I wanted to have her ass, to know what that was like.

As we entered the elevator to leave, she leaned across and asked me if I liked her butt. I said, "definitely". She replied, "I thought so, you spent so much time with your tongue in it. I've never had a guy want it more. I was so turned on by the sensations."

Finally, as we left the building towards our cars, she said, "maybe next time you can have it. I've never tried it though. But, I'd like to" with a smirk on her face. I had to jerk off again that night because the thought wouldn't leave me. Now that I know what it looked like, the scent, the taste........

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This day was no different except for this fateful day, I was caught. She turned her head inquiring of a question she was on and I hadn't heard her or saw her movement my eyes glued to the lower portion of her body. What shook me of my daze was the giggle that came from her as my eyes darted to hers and my face reddened in embarassment. Her look was telling me she saw, but she was not shocked, embarassed, or upset to what I had been looking at. I was then shocked as I saw through the...

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Saturday Afternoon1

Helen arrived at the door and being of the average height for a sixth former was able to read with little difficulty, the inscription on the plaque. It identified the door as that to the study of the Headmaster. She glanced at the clock above and saw that a further minute had elapsed and that a mere four minutes remained before the hour would be reached. She stood quite still outside the door praying that nobody who knew her would appear at the far end of the corridor. There was only one...

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The Morning After1

I'd used her as a dinner plate and as a urinal and as the oral receptacle of 2 loads of my hot thick spunk. Flipside, I did buy her a slice of pizza and did spread her legs wide and lick for all I was worth! Then, there's this nice motel room I rented and the drive I was giving her.... OK, I may be an asshole, but just hours ago - Maggie told me that she loved me! I didn't respond to her, in return - maybe that confirms my being an asshole or maybe that shows my sensitivity....

2 years ago
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P03After the Pics Go Online

Poindexter and Charlene wake with the sun stabbing in their eyes. The others were still asleep, they realized they had slept together, but she didn’t know if they had just slept together or he popped her cherry first. They went out and made themselves hot tea (with help of a microwave). Neither were seeing too well (mornings like this she needed her glasses to find her glasses). She felt the instinct to drink water while the microwave spent two minutes heating their mugs, teabags and water....

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Taking One For The Team 5 Afterparty

Introduction: A little celebration….. Comment if you like/hate/have a comment ,) ______ A deadly hush descended on the pitch. Dave, 12 yards out from the goalline, measured himself up. I watched from way behind, the other end of the pitch, silently screaming.This was it. This ws the moment. Full-time, a sideways dig had landed Shaughnessy with a welt above his left eye, and us with one final penalty kick. One more goal, and we were ahead. One more score and Reid would win us the match. He drew...

2 years ago
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The Afterparty Part 2

As Summer lay in a pool of sperm soaken sheets, she dazed in and out from the hangover and the multiple orgasms she just had. She dazed in and out, coming into consciousness as she heard voices of two men down the hall. Neither one was the voice of Pete. The door was still open and the voices got closer. It took a lot of her strength just to try and pry her legs close as much as possible as she turned her head away. Her legs began to tremble as they approached the door. They did not enter,...

2 years ago
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The Afterparty

Steve awoke dizzy and confused. His head was spinning from all the alcohol he consumed from the party last night. As he tried to focus his eyes in the pitch black bedroom he realized he was bound to each corner of the bed. He struggled to free himself but the straps were to tight. It wasn’t his bedroom, the sheets didn’t feel the same and the bed was much bigger than his. Perhaps someone at the party was playing a joke on him. As Steve struggled he noticed the clothes he was wearing were not...

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Afterschool Special

Isabelle, a sweet, young, innocent virgin who had recently turned 18 lived in a small suburban town of Melbourne, Australia. Everyone knew Isabelle as ‘that’ girl. What did ‘that’ girl mean? Well, ‘that’ girl was the town’s ‘sweetheart’. None for being an angel. Isabelle was proud of being the sweet, innocent girl she was known for. She loved helping others, achieving her goals and she played a great roll in her community, but little did anyone know that Isabelle had a completely different side...

2 years ago
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Afterschool Rendevous

I’m sitting on my desk, a ruler in my hand, legs crossed. Jason is looking over at me, a bit nervous. ‘Misses, am I in trouble?’ he asks, looking up at me. ‘Yes, you’ve been a bad boy,’ I reply with a smirk. I get of the desk, and walk over to where he’s sitting. ‘Jason, how old are you?’ I ask, poking him in the chest with the ruler. ‘I’ve just turned eighteen misses,’ he answers. ‘Do you know why I asked you to stay after school, when noone else is here?’ I ask. ‘No…,’ he says. ‘I want to...

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Vacation with Teens 6 The Afterparty

“Well, I guess I’ll be getting into my own bed.” Leah whispered. By the uproar in the hallway, they heard Lily had returned from the party. The loudness of the noises made her assume that Lily was slightly drunk. “Yeah… you should.” As much as he wanted to keep his little teen close to him, Robert knew his wife must never find out about this. “Remember. You’re not telling anyone right?” He added to make sure she understood. Leah nodded as she got up from the bed. Robert had replaced the...

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The Afterparty

The party was over. Almost everybody had left, leaving you and five of your friends alone. Aside from you, there was Miranda, Nicole, Sarah, Matt, and Tom. You've had a crush on Miranda since as long as you remember. She was perfect in your eyes. She had beautiful brown and you would love to run your fingers through it, or... lace your fingers in it as her head bobbed up and down on your cock. You imagine either option would be pleasant. She had also had a wonderful pair of 36C boobs that you...

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Die Tchter des Botschafters

Die fetten Jahre der Balkan Gang, einer Verbrecherbande, die sich seit der Auflösung von Jugoslawien zu einer mächtigen Organisation hervor gearbeitet hatte schienen langsam gezählt. Friede war in den Teilrepubliken eingezogen und die Bevölkerung wandte sich nun gegen das organisierte Verbrechen, welches man jahrelang geduldet hatte und sei es nur um günstig an Waffen, Alkohol oder sonstigen illegalen Dinge zu kommen. Auch die Politiker die die Organisation lange gedeckt hatten kämpften nun...

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Super Bowl Afterparty Turns Wild Part 1

Over the years I've had several loving relationships, many of them spanning several years. Luckily I've been able to maintain strong friendships with most of them. My current girlfriend, Megan, is very secure with our relationship and welcoming to anyone wanting to be a part of our inner circle, including my ex-girlfriends. The other factor that's helpful is that Megan and my exes are very similar regarding their interests, and I’m not referring to their sexual interests.For Super Bowl LI...

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Jessies Fantasy Chapter 5 Afterthoughts

After Tracy mouthed, “I love you” to me, I knew right then and there that Tracy not only loved me as a male but also me as Jessie. I could feel my cheeks get warm and flushed from her comment and my thoughts. This was turning out to be the best day of my life. My thoughts were interrupted when Mark’s cock softened to the point that he slid out of my backside. Now my thoughts were replaced by something totally different.It was the thought of sudden emptiness. Something that truly belonged, but...

Crossdressing
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Afterschool Lesson

It was my senior year in high school. Still being a virgin, I began questioning my sexuality. I wanted to find that perfect relationship, where we liked each other, yet enjoyed the naughty in life. I liked guys alright - I guess - I just never saw it going anywhere. To be honest, they kind of freaked me out. Often times I was at the end of all of their attention. A month before Christmas vacation, I no longer questioned my sensual hungers. I also was no longer a virgin of any sort. One of my...

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Clay Leather Afterhours with Sir coach and Me

Sir Mark, Jeff and I made our way out of the party to their car which was a big US made pick up. I started to ask a few questions now that the thump of the dance floor was behind us, and I could really see how hot both Sir Mark and his boy are. Sir Mark stopped, pulled my mouth to his and whispered “Shhh boy. No talking until I say!” And I nodded.I got in the middle of the front seat while Sir Mark made his way through North Hollywood to a private club associated with a Nasty Kinky Pig play...

2 years ago
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Afterschool Hours 01 Intro to characters

It is the eleventh grade and most of my classmates are around 17 years old. Of course it is still one year before they turned 18, the legal age when they could start doing whatever they want. But in this High School in Albany, NY, nobody cares for the rules; sometimes not even the adults that do know what happens care. Hell, they were our age once before. The thing is, while most of the other guys are able to do what they want under the noses of their oblivious parents or behind the backs of...

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