The Birthday Blowjob

My friends had talked about the "special" gift their girlfriends presented to them every year for their birthday, each considered the act their favourite present. This year for the first time I found myself in the midst of a moral conundrum. I had been with my girlfriend for six months, and I was crazy about her. My teenage years were a battle ground of assorted neurosis, which meant that by the time I met Libby, I was a 23 year old virgin. We had met through mutual friends, and the connection was clear for all to see, however it still took a month for my friends to get me to ask her on a date. By what can only be described as a miracle, our first dates were a success, and soon we were a couple. It was agreed we would take our relationship slowly, but Libby quickly understood the confidence issues caused by my predicament. With that in mind, I was soon rid of my retched virginity.
As a man, enjoying sex was second nature, but I found it difficult to relax as my years of sexual wilderness had created certain issues. On the one hand I idolised Libby and projected a respect onto her beyond that of a normal human being. On the other, the years spent watching online porn had solidified certain ideas that counteracted this respect. I loved my girlfriend, and detested the repressive principals surrounding male gratification, yet as hard as I tried, I couldn't help but long for her to give me a blow job. To feel her beautiful lips touch my cock, and the warmth of her tongue on my shaft. It was too much to ignore, yet I found the subject totally unapproachable. I didn't want to be one of those men who would simply push their girlfriends head into their crotch, until she got the idea. Some would call me weak, I preferred the self respect.

Boy watching doctor fucking his mom

This incident happened when I was very young. My mum had severe pain in her stomach, we went to 3 doctors and did all the tests but nothing helped and her pain was increasing with each passing day. One day, my mum’s cousin sister came to see her and all of us were surprised, as she and my mum were not on talking terms.
She showed a lot of concern and asked my mum to visit her doctor. We agreed to her suggestion as we had tried everything possible. Next day me and my mum went to the doctor. Our appointment was the last one at 8pm, as we booked in too late. When our turn came I asked my mum if I could come in, as I would get bored sitting outside.
After taking all the details, the doctor started asking normal questions like where is the pain? Since how many days the pain has been there. After a series of these normal questions he started asking embarrassing questions to mum like have you reached menopause? How often do you have sex? Have you had any STD’s in the past? Which position do you normally have sex?
Is there any position in which you feel pain? Do you have rough sex? While he was asking these questions he showed us that it was very important for him to knew, as the pain could be life threatening disease. After asking these questions he told my mum to lie down on his bed, so he could check her.
After hearing from the doctor that my mum might have a life threatening disease me and my mum were shocked and I decided to stay with my mum. Soon the doctor started the exam and asked my mum to change.
After that he checked blood pressure, temperature, and breathing and asked my mum to unbutton the patient’s gown, so he could check her breast for any lumps, after that he unbuttoned my mum’s bra and her boobs were in front me and it was the first time I had seen boobs. Her boobs were 40 C and were saggy. We both were embarrassed but we were still in state of shock.

Pam's New Year's Celebration Ends

One of my industries biggest suppliers was throwing a large holiday bash on New Year's Eve at one of the larger, swankier hotels in town. The night of the party my wife was nervous, she didn't like her dress and she didn't think her hair was right. Pam said, "Why should I care how I look, with all the big-boobed beauties Carl will have on hand no will ever notice me." I mentioned in earlier stories that I work in a predominantly male industry and the owner of this supplier was known to throw some raucous rowdy events.
From a women's perspective I guess I could understand why my wife would think that, although I did not agree: she looked sexy and I told her so. She was wearing a bright red dress that was short enough to show off her athletic legs and low cut in the front which exposed glimpses of her black lace plunge bra. Although small-busted Pam's breasts were pushed up and shown off with the miracle bra she had discovered. I was turned on by how she looked and started rubbing her shoulders but she scolded me to look but don't touch, she had makeup to put on.
On the way to the party, I warned Pam there might be some things happening at the party that she would not approve of but to keep an open mind. She sighed and started to say something then stopped and then she said she would enjoy the night for me. When we got to the hotel there were multiple parties and crowds of people everywhere. The party we were attending was in one of the medium size ballrooms with a bar, a band stage and tables setup over a dance floor. It was a nice setup some festive temporary curtains on the side walls and Carl had ten or twelve scantily clad working type girls in festive outfits as hostesses to entertain the guys.

Enhanced, New Boobs New Wild Side

Amy was a "cute" girl. That's how so many people looked at her and she was tired of it. People always assumed she was several years younger than she actually was. At 29 she is barely 5'4" and weighs only 105lbs. "Petite" is how most people describe her. Amy had dark brown hair and blue eyes.
In her early teens when all the other girls went into their growth spurts, Amy had to watch in envy as her friends developed figures and she didn't. When she graduated from high school, she could barely fill out an A cup. When she would be out with her friends and saw guys staring at her friends boobs, she would act disgusted, but always had a twinge of jealousy.
After college, she she met a nice guy and were eventually married. After only a year of marriage, they had their first baby. Amy breastfed her baby and during this time her breasts swelled. She was a full B cup for the first time in her life and loved it. But when she stopped breastfeeding, they shrank to even smaller than before. She decided that she just wanted to feel like a woman again and started looking into breast augmentation. After discussing it with her husband Jimmy, they found a doctor in town with a great reputation.
Over the course of the next few months, they had several consultations and set the surgery date. It was important to Amy that they look natural but, wanted to go as big as she could without looking too fake. They figured due to her small frame, she would probably be about a C cup.

Sharing Tina For The First Time

I had a great time yesterday and wanted to do it again. When I asked Tina about going again today, she was unsure because she was ashamed that we might run into that couple again, but she eventually agreed.
I went to my friend to borrow his boat again, but he said that he might be using it to go out with a few other friends. He asked me if I had had any fun yesterday, so I told him all about the events and the couple we met.
He was raining questions on me about every single detail like, "Did your girlfriend have a shaved pussy?" or "What did the other woman look like? "
When he had finished with the questioning, he asked me to show him proof of events. I was at a loss to know how to prove it to him and then it struck me. I figured that the only way was to show him the naked shots of my girlfriend. He begged me to show him some and promised to lend me the boat if I was telling the truth. With that tempting offer I reached out for my cell phone and showed him her topless photos, but he wasn't happy with the pictures because he claimed that most girls go topless anyway, so he asked me to show him a more daring one. I told him to move onto the next picture and then his jaw dropped. He saw the photo of Tina standing on his boat giving a full frontal view of her naked body. His hard-on started to tent his pants, so I took the keys for the boat and left his house so he could 'think' about the picture he had just seen.

Tina's First Exhibitionist Experience

Hi! My name is Paul and this is a story about me and my girlfriend's first exhibitionist experience.

I'm just an average built 22 year old guy who lives in Europe. Like most students who are attending college in their own town, I live with my parents. My girlfriend Tina is 19 years old. She has long brown hair, and a smile that could melt your heart. She isn't really a sex bomb, doesn't have big boobs, or a killer ass, but her petite body and charm wouldn't be uninteresting to anyone.

I met Tina for the first time about two years ago when I was at a friend's party at his beach house. Although we lived in the same town, I had never met her before. My friend introduced us and later that night I found out that she had just broken up with her boyfriend about a week ago. After few drinks he relaxed, so I asked her if I might have any chance with her. She just giggled and said "Maybe."

I was wondering what could make the "maybe" into "yes" and as I discovered, the answer wasn't so hard to find. I just poured us another drink and let her relax bit more. When it felt like the right moment, I just blurted out that I thought she was cute and then I kissed her. She didn't try to break free, so I knew she felt the same. After that, we went for a long walk along the beach.

The next day, I called her and we spent the whole day together. We were talking between us and decided that we were officially a couple.

First Experience With Doctor

Hi everyone! I am Deepali . I am 24 year old. I feel very excited when i read stories in office sex column. Here i am going to narrate the incident which happened with me six months before. After lots of confusion whether to write or not finally i decided to narrate it. I am a very average looking girl. My assets are 34 28 30. I am working in a private company.
Before this incidence happen no man has touched me. I never had male friends. This incidence had changed my life. It has converted me from shy girl to bold girl. Six month before during monsoon i got fever. I avoided it for 2-3 days which lead to weakness and more fever. I visited a doctor near my office area because by the time i reach home all clinics in my area gets closed. There was no much patient in the clinic. One of his assistant was there he asked me my name and told me my number mine was third number. Two patients were before me. My number came and that assistant showed me direction to doctor cabin. The doctor was handsome. He may be 38 -40 year old with 5.8” height good personality.
He asked me what happened to me i told him about my fever. He asked other health related thing he pulled my chair near him and asked me to show tongue. He checked my eyes. His face was near my face. His perfume smell was very good. Then he asked me to lie down on examination table. One girl was there in that examination room, she was doing something with the instruments may be she was cleaning them. I lay down on the table. He came near me with stethoscope. He then adjusted my dupatta which has covered my boobs and put it near my stomach .He started checking with stethoscope by softly pressing to my boobs and near cleavage. He asked me to breathe in and breathe out because of breathing my boob’s size increase from its actual.

Me And The Lady Auto Driver

This is my first attempt at lesbian erotica. Constructive feedback is welcomed.
My name is Vanaja Menon. I’m a 28 year old woman from the Malabar region of Kerala. I am married to a handsome young businessman and we have a beautiful one year old baby girl.
One night, i got into a ladies auto from the railway station after getting back from a boring training in Mumbai. It was raining and almost close to midnight. I had phoned home and told my husband that i would be reaching in the morning as the train was running late. But i managed to catch another train while mine was held up at Mangalore.
As the auto started, i sat back and arched my aching back. That was when i noticed the auto driver looking at me through her rear view mirror. From the passing lights of the city, i could see a glint in her eyes. That was when i gave her a second look.
She was an older woman, probably in her early 40’s, married going by the sindoor on her forehead, just like mine. Though her body was covered by the ugly regulation khaki shirt, i could make out a well-toned working woman’s body.
“Are you going home, dear?” she asked when she noticed me staring back at her.
I smiled and nodded.
As the auto rolled into a tight alley, i saw that the road ahead was completely flooded. And this was the only way to my street.
“Oh! God! What do i do now?” i said in exasperation.
“I can stop somewhere around here. Once the rain stops, the water will recede” offered my driver as she turned around to look at me.
“But how long will that take? What if the rain doesn’t stop?” i said, almost at tears.

Tailor in ahmedabad

Hi, this is gayatri sharing with you an experience at the tailor’s. Once ajay had an invitation to attend an important congregation of commercial photographers. He wanted me to look at my absolute best on that evening which was a week away. Now, i look tempting for a 28 yr old. I am 5 ft 7”, 36c 30 38 and fair. He wanted me to dress up for the occasion. So, i reached my friend deepa for suggestions. She mentioned about the shailesh tailors. She said that the place was *popular* among women and strongly advised me to try it. She finished the statement with a ‘wink’ in her eyes which confounded me a bit, but i didn’t take it serious by then.
I decided to try this place. On a hot and sultry june afternoon i managed to find the tailor shop, after shopping my saree and the matching blouse piece. I was sweating by the time i reached the tailor shop, so the cool air from the air conditioning was a great relief when i entered. I was greeted by a 14 to 15 year old boy. “hello gayatri madam …please sit down, uncle is busy inside – he’ll be back in a minute “. I smiled at him and sat in the comfortable leather chair and relaxed and was skimming through one of the many magazines for women, particularly the one’s concerning women fashion. I was thinking to myself, ‘ very thoughtful of the owner of the…’– my thought-train was disturbed by a “good afternoon gayatri madam.” I looked up to see a nicely dressed gentleman with a pleasant smile. I nodded and got up. He said “i am shailesh. What can we do for you?” I told him “i need to stitch a blouse – in some modern style. I need to wear it for a special occasion”. He looked at me appraisingly from head to toe and remarked, “we can transform you from an angel that you are right now, to a goddess!”. I laughed at the comment. He said, ‘i haven’t seen you here before gayatri madam…”. I said ‘my friend deepa directed me here’. He said… ‘Oh mrs. Deepa, she is one of our special customers. I am glad ‘. And ‘winked’ at me meaningfully.

The Unexpected Photo Shoot

"Oh, no, I can't ask you to do that," said Kate. "It's your profession. It's how you make your living. I wouldn't ask you to come to my office and process my paperwork for free."
"It's different," said Ben. "Photography is my passion. It's not like work for me, shooting someone as beautiful as you."
Kate smiled.
"Perfect!" said Ben. "Just like that!" He raised his new camera and snapped the shutter.
Our dinner guest sure knew how to flatter a woman. And in this case, it was my wife.
Kate sipped her wine again, then stuck out her tongue. It was already stained purple.
The shutter clicked again.
"Besides," Ben continued, "my portfolio is really one-sided. The only women that book my boudoir shoots are the rich housewives in Lake Oswego. You know the type—they go to Palates classes every day, and to the tanning booth, and dye their hair three tones of blonde, and wear too much makeup.... I don't have anyone like you. You're so much younger, and more hip. So natural. The classic Girl Next Door."