Month: February 2015

I Did The Easter Bunny

at work

Yesterday I was walking in the mall killing time during my lunch break. I walked past the open area where they had set up the big chair and the camera, for kids to take a picture with the Easter Bunny. As I passed by, I was looking at the Easter Bunny, and he waved at me. Since I couldn’t see the person inside, I wasn’t really sure if he was waving at me or not, but the big head kept turning as I walked by, and continued to wave until finally, I waved back. He then motioned me to come over, and I thought, why not, I’ll take a $5 polaroid with the Easter Bunny.

Since it was lunchtime on a weekday, there wasn’t a line, so I walked past the white picket fence that was set up for kiddie mob control, and sat on EB’s lap. A fluffy white paw went to my waist, and I heard a male voice from inside say, “What’s your name?” I told him my name was Angel, and he said, “very sweet…” as his paw moved down from my waist, down the curve of my hip, and settled on my ass.

The Easter Bunny was hitting on me! was all I could think. Just then, the photographer, dressed in green with a purple tulip headpiece, yelled “smile!” and snapped the picture. I was caught off guard, and blinked right when she took it, so I requested another. All this time, EB’s paw was moving over my ass, caressing it. Thinking I’d have some fun, I moved from one side of his lap to the other, rubbing my ass over the crotch of his bunny suit. When I settled myself on his other leg, I looked at EB and saw that the furry chest beneath his bright green vest was visibly taking deeper breaths.

I smiled at him, evil, and asked, “What’s wrong EB?”

His muffled voice said, “Got anywhere to go after this? I’ve got a break coming.”

I checked my watch and said, “I’ve got about 40 minutes until I have to be back at my office.”

Just then, the purple tulip-head said, “Are you ready?” How nice of her to ask. EB and I nodded yes, and she snapped the photo. I got up up from EB’s lap, and he stood up behind me. He told the tulip that he was taking his half hour, and that we’d be back for my picture later. EB took me by the hand and led me to one of the doors that led to the maze of hallways behind the mall stores. We walked through several hallways, before he finally stopped at a door.

“Where are we?” I asked.
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Maries First Stranger

Big tits, blowjobs, cheating, cuckold, cum eaters, slut wife

You just would never, ever think that she could be naughty. My very lovely wife, Marie, looks like a quiet, innocent librarian. Five foot five, pretty doe eyes, brown and shinning, a pert brunette, 120 pounds, a nice figure with D cup breasts that were big, heavy and oh so firm. But especially when wearing glasses, she looked so pure.

But by the time she was thirty, Marie was beginning to discover she loved to show off that body, especially to strangers. Marie was a very submissive woman, deferring to me on any occasion. The perfect little wife: obedient and sexy.

On one very special day, there was a different tone in her voice.

“O.K. Buster,” she said almost as soon as we walked into the two room suite in the expensive New York City hotel. “This is the afternoon you’re gonna get your fantasy come true.” And with that she placed her hands on my chest and pushed me onto the bed.

For a moment I thought she was going to attack me sexually, but Marie stepped back as I recovered and sat up.

“You’ve been saying for five years you wanted me to fuck another man. Do you think you can really take that?”

My pulse quickened and I felt a stirring in my loins.

“Yes, dear. But you know I want to watch.”

Marie walked over to the closet. “You see the slats in this door?”

It took me a few seconds to realize what she meant.

“You can see out if you are in there, but no one can see in,” I said.

“That’s right.” And with that she took a chair from the small desk in the room and placed it in the closet. “I’m going to that fancy lounge downstairs. You wait here and don’t leave the room. I will call you,” she said, “Maybe.”
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Co Worker Interracial

at work, big black cocks, first times, slut wife

Ok, here goes. I’ve read these stories for some time now, so I decided to share my personal experience with everyone. First, I guess I should tell you a little about myself. I’m 37 year old mother of 2. I’m about 5’8, blonde(not naturally), I try to go to the gym a few times a week, so I have a really nice body I’m told. About 2 years ago, I got implants, so know I’m pretty curvy. I’m 34C-24-34. I am married, but due to my husbands job, he is normally away from home for about 3 weeks at a time. This has been the arrangement for years, so I have usually been pretty used to it. I get to go out with my girlfriends whenever I want, even though I have only cheated on him a few times over the years. We live in the southeastern United States. Enough about me, I guess I should get on with my story.

So, I work for in HR for a company, but our headquarters is in another state. It’s a pretty laid back job, not a lot of rules, so I really enjoy my job. Anyway, about 6 months before this encounter took place, I got a new manager, whom I had never met. Initially, all I really knew about him was that he was younger than I, around 28. I’m a natural flirt, so he & I had lots of flirty conversations on the phone, which led to us talking on the phone more often than needed & exchanging naughty e-mails. Jeff had a really sexy voice on the phone, & I’ll admit, sometimes, he got me really turned on. I sent him a few pics of me, but he never sent me any of him, although he told me what he looked like. Jeff told me he was tall, well built & handsome. As time went on, our talks got hotter & to be honest, all I could think about was fucking him. Eventually, he had to come visit our office, since he was a new manager, the days before he came, I could hardly wait. I told him that he better be ready when he got here. The day he arrived, I wore something very sexy, because I wanted him as hot to see me as I was to finally get my hands on him. I wore this black skirt that was really tight, split up the side to show my long tan legs & a yellow top that showed a lil more cleavage than was probably appropriate for work. To be honest, I really didn’t care. Jeff was coming in around noon, few quick meetings, a diner after work with a few in the office, then he & I were off to his hotel, to make reality out of all our talk!!

So about 11:45 a co-worker & I were sitting out on the steps of our office, smoking a cigarette when a SUV pulls in. Not recognizing the driver I paid little attention until he got out of the car. Walking toward us was this tall, very well dressed, very well built young, BLACK GUY. It still didn’t register to me who this person was, until he walked up to me & said “Hi Becky, I’m Jeff”. Honestly, I almost dropped my cigarette. This was not @ all what I had expected. Jeff didn’t sound like any black guy I had ever heard speak on the phone. I didn’t know what to do. This is a guy I had told time & time again all the things I was going to do to him & all the nasty things I was going to let him do to me. I tried to compose myself as my co-worker walked back inside. Jeff, looked at me, knowing he wasn’t what I was expecting. “Didn’t expect me to have such a great tan did ya?” No, I told him. “So I guess our private meeting is off for tonight, ” he said. I’ll have to think about it, I told him.
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