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Most Recent Confessions on "benefits"...
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This happened a few years ago when I was dating my wife. We lived togther in a townhouse, with another female friend named Victoria. My wife and Victoria were friends before we met so when Victoria and her boyfriend broke up she
moved into our townhouse. I was working nights getting home between midnight and one.My girlfriend was always in bed, she left for work at 630, but Victoria was always up with some beer when I got home. We would drink a few, play cards,question games, or hang amd watch tv. This went on for a few months, my girlfriend didn't mind and Victoria and I were having fun. One night V and I were talking about kissing. We decided it was ok to help each other be better kissers. We made out and gave each other pointers. The next night the same things happened, except we started to touch each other through clothes. This went on for a few more nights. Then one night V and I were making out on the deck we were sitting facing each other my hands were moving up her thighs into her shorts and finally massaging between her legs. She moaned spread her legs wider, my hand slipped inside her thong and I rubbed her juicy clit.Her hands found my crotch and she unbuttoned my shorts pulled down the zipper pulled out my cock and started stroking. . My rubbing her became more intense. Her pace was faster as well. I removed my hand and started to pull down her shorts. She stood up pulled them down, pulled mine down and took me into her mouth. Soon after I pulled her up to kiss me.we moved over to a lounge chair, she got down in doggie stylen I entered her from behind. We fucked for about a minute then we saw my girlfriend coming .down the stairs.V scrambled to find her clothes, I pulled my shorts up and sat down. V threw her thong off the deck and had her shorts on but not zipped when my girlfriend came outside. We all made smalltalk,then my GF went back up to bed. I tried to get V to fool around some more but she was kinda freaked out Two days later V and I were alone again, we talked about what happened and agreed it should never happen again. Later that night after work I found V kinda buzzed on the couch. She said the GF and her had some wine earlier and she had been asllep for a while. I went to check on her, change, when I came down V had made us a drink and lit a few candles. I had that drink and two more while flirting with V. She was flirting back, I reminded her about our agreement. She said the last thing she wanted to. Do was hurt her friend, my GF. Then she said "but I can keep a secret, can you?" She looked at me moved closer kissed me.and I kissed her back. We couldn't get each other naked fast enough. She layed on her back and spread her legs for me. We had sex on the couch in every position that night. In the next few months we fucked all over the townhouse, in our cars, in parking lots and garages. We even fucked at home depot in the bathroom. I never wore a condom and usually finished inside her. She ended up pregnant!! She blamed it on an out of town fling and had an abortion. We are still friends, but haven't fucked since she found out. Its been a few years, I am married,she has a new boyfriend, and she recently told me she had been thinking about how much fun we had, I asked her if it made her wet thinking about it, she said its what she thinks about when she masterbates..which is often...
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This goes back some years ago. I was working at this fast food place. I was 19 at the time. My boss was this 47 year old divorcee. Not bad looking for her age. Very nice skin. Nice hair. A bit chunky, but not really disgustingly obese. Had very small tits and a nice full round ass. We got to fooling around. After I got off shift, I would go to her apartment and we would have sex. The sex was actually pretty good. Other than the obvious, some nice a**, this had other benefits. I got any hours I wanted over anyone else. This went on for 6 months. She eventually left the job. The one that came in and replaced her was a dyke. My dick wasn't going to get me any favors with her. A month later I left.
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