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Taking Advantage

Hello. My name is shilpa. i am divorced and mother of one. After my divorce it was getting worst for me to stay back home. As my mom and dad used to say bad to me and did not keep a good attitude towards me and my child. One day one of my friends visited me. She was married and was in America. I just talked to her and told her the problems that I am facing. Then she gave me a idea that y not I come to America and be abit independent. I thought of it. Then I thought that it will be good as my son will be having good education over there. So I agreed to her. She started helping me in the immigration process and finally I reached America. I did not have much money. I stayed for a few days with my friend but I had to find a house. As my budget was low I got a apartment which was quite far from the city and under the apartment was a petrol pump where trucks used to be standing and a department store. i shifted into the apartment. Started my daily routine. Got admission of my son in school...

First time with a white girl

Back in college I used to be the “massage guy” people would come to me for massages. I had a friend with two white roommates and I gave a room full of women all massages. I tend to keep it professional, I massaged my friend first and I was giving her a full body massage. We had been fucking for awhile so my hands could venture into not so professional places. Her roommates were watching tv waiting for their turn while my friend’s moans were filling up the room. The second roommate definitely was hooked on my hands. I started to make more visit over to their apartment they had right off campus for more personal massages. Just like the first time the moans began and my dick was throbbing. As I worked her shoulders I intentionally pressed my dick against her fat ass. I politely and insincerely apologized. But she just said “Oh you’re fine I love what you’re doing to my body. After finishing her massage I sit back my dick still fully hard. She turns as she thanks me but her e...

Me & Massage Therapist

I started going to this new place, chosen completely randomly, and as soon as I got there and saw the massage therapist, I got an intense feeling about what was going to happen between us. We went to the room, and everything from the way he talked and looked at me, to how he was touching me, made it clear how much he wanted more. I gotta admit, it was a very nice game to play because I knew he was looking for my feedback, and I kept sending him mixed messages. I’d spread my thighs more as he was rubbing them really close to my pussy, but at the same time acted clueless enough for him to be confused. I loved the way the tension was building and I knew that having sex was inevitable, so taking my time was pure joy. By the fourth session, I could feel him trying to figure out whether I wanted him or not. Compared to the previous times, that day my body language encouraged him more. My thighs were completely spread for him, I wore these almost transparent panties for him to see h...

Her

She put away her cell phone, feeling warmly towards her wonderful handsome husband as his concerned words echoed in her head.  He knew her so well after ten years of marriage since they met and courted at college. It was a natural match between the quarterback of the football team and the head cheerleader, universally acclaimed as the most beautiful couple on campus. He was cerebral and orderly, qualities that served him well running a complex offensive scheme that led to several league championships. Pro ball seemed like a virtual lock until a blindside hit by a frustrated opponent took out his right knee, eventually leading to a joint replacement that enabled him to enjoy life fully but precluded entering the hyper-violent world of the NFL.  Helpful alumni paved his pathway into a job in investment banking that took good advantage of his mental skills and cool thinking to afford them a plush lifestyle in their early thirties. Neither was quite ready for kids, but there ...

Him

He had spent the previous 50 minutes focused intently on his 4:30 patient, the last of his day.  She was a recently divorced local socialite, quite attractive in a far more made up way than he preferred.  They had been working together for nearly a year to disentangle her from a miserable marriage that fortunately had borne no offspring to be mangled by their battles over the husband’s startup bonanza.  During the course of their work in psychotherapy the patient had developed some sexual feelings towards her handsome therapist, likely because he offered her the delicious total attention to her thoughts and feelings that her husband never could.  He had handled this transference with firm kindness, helping her to refocus her efforts on understanding how and why she had made such a poor choice of partners. As he was holding the door open for her to leave, they both felt good about their work together. The door clicked closed and as he turned to write his not...

Make up

Julian picked up the box of Tampons I had bought.  “Unscented”, he smirked, and then added, “Well not for long.”  So very easy for him to press this white-hot button. And so typically callous.  I was finally through with him. However, the holiday season gave me an excuse to invite him out for a forgiveness dinner, with the strong possibility of make up sex later.  He arrived at the door, still handsome in a vaguely boyish way, with that smarmy look that was soon to be wiped clean. He was dressed in a smart suit, but I had nothing on but a Santa’s hat and a thong.  “I thought that we might have dessert first”, and I took him by the hand to the bedroom.  I slowly and lovingly removed his clothes, exposing a throbbing erection. He did not seem to notice that my sheets were in disarray or to object when I cuffed his ankles to his wrists.  In fact, being bound seemed to add to his excitement as I cupped his balls and nursed on the rigid shaft. He ...

Knock Knock

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK! I turn on the doorbell camera and see it’s Katie. I run to the front door and open it to let her in. “Hey girlie, what are you doing here?” I ask both excited and confused to see her.  “I know you hate bad weather and you’re home alone, so I thought I’d come and hang out until it passes.”  I smile as I move out of the doorway, so she can come inside out of the weather.  “You are always so thoughtful, but you didn’t have to drive an hour plus to get here because of me.” “Yes, I did, Stacy. You’re my best friend. I couldn’t stand the thought of you being here alone. I know how you are about bad weather.” I hug her tightly. She is soaking wet and from the feel of her hard nipples pressed against me, cold.  “Go on upstairs and find you some dry clothes. I’ll make us a few drinks.” “Great,” she kisses my cheek, “thanks, Stac,” and heads upstairs.  A few minutes pass, and she returns to the living room. Sh...