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Luzi93
author: Luzi93 1 month ago 2 343 21

You read that right, I fell in love with my boss. What began with intense glances and flirtatious banter in the conference room soon developed into a full-blown affair—the company's managing director and me, the young receptionist from order processing. While I initially resisted my feelings, Jiri never missed an opportunity to see me and, under some pretext, invite me into his office. In the…

TatkaAjehoTlusta
author: TatkaAjehoTlusta Inactive 2 months ago 0 68 3

This time I would like to please English speaking users perhaps they will become our followers and will help us to reach 200 soon:) It’s almost half a year since I met my fate love. The only drawbacks are that she’s far away and I am married. However we try to enjoy every moment we have together doesn’t matter if it’s writing speaking over the phone or meeting kissing tendering loving fucking or…

milenecodvedla
author: milenecodvedla 2 months ago 1 89 3

Ahojte, dávnejšie som jednej slečne napísal tento text, nedá sa to nazvať poviedkou, skôr predstavou a túžbou. Narazil som na to v zabudnutom priečinku a napadlo mi, že by sa to niekomu mohlo páčiť - pozor, v angličtine. :) 10 PLACES I WANT TO MAKE LOVE WITH YOU AT by me for you SHOWER Dirty minds, clean bodies.  Let me undress you, let me hold your hand while joining you in the…

Anita-Sweet
author: Anita-Sweet 3 months ago 4 145 6

The Bet Morning arrived quietly, like it was trying not to wake up anyone who might regret being alive. Soft golden sunlight slipped through the hotel curtains and stretched across the white sheets, warming Melanie’s bare shoulder. For a few peaceful seconds, everything felt calm. She stayed still, listening to the quiet breathing in the room and the distant sound of traffic. It could have been a…

leshyi
author: leshyi Inactive 4 months ago 0 69 0

Hladas vztah? Uz si vo vztahu bola a nevyslo to? Nerozumies preco? ... Vec zo vztahmi nie je jednoducha, ale vysvetlitelna. Zena vo vztahu hlada pocity a tvori si predstavu do ktorej sa zamilovava. Vnima detaily a analyzuje ich. Muz zije na prvej signalnej, moc neanalyzuje a nevytvara si predstavy. Proste ak sa zamiluje tak do toho co vidi. Co hlada Muz? No je to velmi jednoduche. 99% muzov ci…

Alekto
author: Alekto 6 months ago 0 78 4

Two years had passed since we last spoke. Back then, neither of us knew who the other really was. I only knew her voice. That voice stayed with me. Somehow, fate let us meet again, under different circumstances, different versions of ourselves. I was older, calmer, more composed. We talked deeply, absurdly deeply, about physics of all things. She liked that. Strange, right? I got lost in…

Amorino-Steel
author: Amorino-Steel 12 months ago 0 535 10

Zuzana was a girl like every girl in the age of 20, innocent, just finished school and now started to study. She had long blonde hair, full boobs, maintained a flat stomach with the gym and had a handsome boyfriend. She still lived with her parents in Prague, but as every young person she also needed money to finance studies and some small pleasures. She always was open minded, had some flower…

nstw
author: nstw 1 year ago 0 480 0

Hi, I'm Jarmil, I'm almost 50 and I'm having a mid-life crisis. One of my specialities is that I'm happily married. What the hell, my wife is an incredibly sweet and beautiful woman, but I cheat on her because I need sex.Actually, I don't cheat when it's repeatedly with the same sex.I must say that one day I rediscovered pleasure. "Can I give you a hand job?" A young man in his early twenties…

FLRCuck
author: FLRCuck Inactive 1 year ago 0 132 0

Chapter 1: A Home of My Own The house in Orava was never just about money. Of course, the numbers made sense—trading an apartment in Bratislava for something I could shape with my own hands, free from the weight of loans and obligations. Something permanent. But deeper than that, I needed to carve out a space in the world that was entirely mine, one where I wasn’t just another executive behind…

FLRCuck
author: FLRCuck Inactive 1 year ago 0 89 2

There are two kinds of men in this world. The ones who ask. And the ones who take. I have never been the kind of man who asks. It started young. Pain was my birthright, discipline beaten into my skin. My mother didn’t love. She controlled. Every birthday was a reminder—a ritualistic punishment, a tradition of suffering. When she threw me out at sixteen, I learned something that would shape me…