My first time as a free-use maid was fucking addicting…I guess that makes me a ho-ho-ho [MFf]

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When I told my husband that part of his birthday present was that Juli and I didn’t want him to masturbate for two days, you might have thought I was telling him Santa was a pedophile, or that a bus full of orphans had careened into a maternity ward. I wanted to make the day more special. Juli and I had put a lot of thought into it.

Two days before his birthday, I dropped the kids off at my parents home. I informed them we would be cleaning from top to bottom and spraying for ants that had been plaguing us since the summer storms. This part was true. What I didn’t tell was that we’d be doing quite a bit more than that.

I looked over to Juli. She was adorable, and by adorable, I mean scalding hot. We had a list of tasks for the day that we really did need to accomplish. Chris had been given a slightly different list.

We all got fucking wet in the Crystal River…(MFf, Public, Cumslut, Creampie)

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“This is not my idea of romantic,” Juli sighed as she sipped her coffee.

“Oh c’mon!” My husband encouraged rubbing a hand against her knee in the backseat. “It’s gonna be great!”

I knew there was no talking him out of it. He had his determined face on, at five in the morning. Starbucks hadn’t even been open. We were forced to get coffee from our house as Chris strapped on the canoe.

“The sun isn’t even going to be up for another hour,” Juli moaned, “so why are we?”

“How ’bout you shut your cute little mouth and drink your coffee? We’re here,” Chris winked.

“Cute little mouth isn’t getting anywhere near your cock with comments like that,” she grumbled, pouring herself out of the car in a sleepy huddle.

He’d already begun to unload the canoe on the boat ramp. Being a local was beneficial. We knew the only ramp on Crystal River that wasn’t gated during off hours. We’d done this before. We would Park where everyone else would hours later and go canoe to watch the sunrise.

My husband and I FINALLY got nasty with our unicorn, and we did it at a charging station! [MFf]

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I smiled at the jazzy rendition of “Baby One More Time,” being hammered out by the spirited pair of players at the piano bar. I stared across the tiny table at my husband. He had used product in his hair. I could hardly believe it. Then again, I’d spent far too long trimming my crotch into a neat and tidy landing strip. I had no idea what the night would bring, but I wanted to feel sexy in comparison to the smoldering goddess on my right.

Juli was a vision in shimmering silver. The cut was surprisingly classic. She could have fit right in whether it was 1920 or 2020. In fact, all of us were dressed to the nines. When we asked Juli where we should go on a date, she insisted that she wanted to go somewhere we’d always wanted to try but had never pulled the trigger on.

There was this dueling piano place an hour away. It was really classy. The dress code was formal. We’d always figured it would be dead. Who the hell dressed up to go get drunk at a piano bar? Turns out—a lot of people.

Three’s Cumpany 2 [MFf, Squirting, Voyeurism, Cyber]

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I sat in the bathtub. The bubbles embraced my body. I kept reaching for the phone and then setting it back down on the rim. Even if I dropped it into the tub, my husband had gotten me the newest model. He was so sweet. I glanced into the bedroom and saw him nude, sprawled across the bed akimbo and drooling on our nice comforter.

I sighed. It was 12:45am. If I snapped a younger woman at this time of night, I knew exactly what it would be for. I had requested her on Snapchat and she accepted, but I had not sent a single message in twenty-four hours. I was worried she’d start thinking we weren’t interested. Like we hadn’t fantasized about how she watched us rut like animals on the beach while she stroked herself.

That had been a good, damn, trip. I played with a nipple. I pushed suds down so my nice floaty cleavage would be in the shot. She’d see it and I’d be like: “*Oh, these babies? Well that’s just how they always look!*”

Three’s Cumpany 1 (MFf, Public)

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The Florida sun was oppressive as it roasted my legs. My husband lay beside me.

“Need some water, babe?” He asked rolling over to the soft-sided cooler. He was a bit farther underneath the pop up and the midday sun was only scorching the backs of his knees and below.

The beach was especially crowded as the viral lockdown lifted. We managed to find a spot that wasn’t quite so busy, but it was several hundred yards from our car. Our cartful of supplies was stuffed to the brim. We always over packed.

I was feeling sexy in my one-piece that showcased my best assets in a classy way. I decided to play with Chris a bit. I ran a palm up the back of his thigh and groped his ass underneath his trunks.

“Fuck!” he exclaimed in surprise at my sudden flirty assault. “Shit, now I’m not gonna be able to turn over.”

Why is makeup sex better than anything else? [Mf, Professor, Taboo, Public, Caught]

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Sometimes, every once in a long while, the wrong decision can feel extremely right.

Laci and Vanna, true to their words, helped me forget all about the drama of the previous semester. We spent the entire break tangled around one another, kissing and sucking the misery away. There was no mistaking the emptiness inside, however.

Classes were delayed a bit due to particularly harsh winter storms. When the new year’s snow melted, so did the illusion of my happiness. The girls made it clear that I had an open invitation to their bedroom at any time for any reason. Vanna went so far as to say they’d kick out whichever bedfellow happened to be there in favor of the sexiest teacher she’d ever met. It was actually sweet, in its own strange and shallow way. The kind coeds really did care for me. They just—as Emilia had once said—were at a different place in their lives. Their sexy bodies had helped to numb the aching hurt of being used by a woman I’d truly cared for.

The probelm with fucking your students is that things get messy…[Mff, Taboo, Anal, Professor]

The unraveling

“So, what *is* the charge of iron, then?” Dominique groaned, running her fingers through her hair.

Metals didn’t like to play by the rules. At least, not ones intro chem students understood regularly.

“It’s all dependent on oxidation states,” I explained. “That means you have to look at what the element is reacting with and—”

“Oh, my God! I can’t do it anymore!” she screamed, setting her head down. “I’ve only been coming to these stupid sessions so I can—uh. I really like you. It’s almost the end of the semester and I’ve made like—no progress.”

Dominique looked both ways and popped her tits out of her shirt, right in the middle of the atrium. I gasped and reached across the table to stop her.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I asked.

There were only a few days left in the semester. Our final was Thursday. It felt good to be in the last week of classes. Laci and Vanna were quite confused as to why I’d stopped interacting with them, but I couldn’t exactly say it was because I was dating Emilia. We would announce after the class ended.

I thought my student was wet from the rain, but that was just the beginning…[Mf, Taboo, Professor, Creampie]

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Much like an emaciated man who is gifted a beautiful oasis in the middle of the desert, I decided not to question providence. It was a situation I knew was impossible, yet I continued on. Honestly, I was breaking no laws. I could always go into research with a master’s degree in chemical engineering if I were caught. The reward was more than worth the cost to me.

Laci and Vanna were fighting over who could get me alone. I was enjoying the tease. I had no idea why all these young women were so interested in me, but I was milking the experience for all it was worth. There was a jealousy present in class that made lectures awkward.

Laci and Vanna seemed to have no problems sharing me with each other, but the other girls were cold as ice.

First I fingered a student my office, now I’m giving new meaning to the phrase, “lab sucks.” [Mfff, Harem, Bondage, Mdom, Public]

I vacillated between extremes from day to day. I was either distraught that my terrible decision making would lead to the end of my career or psyched out of my mind to be more sexually liberated than I’d ever been.

On Fridays, the mood was always the same.

“Fucking hell,” I chuckled, covering my mouth as an eight-by-ten nude of Vanna and Laci kissing dropped out of the CHM 1025 textbook from the previous year. It was a secluded area. The only camera was by the elevator. No one studied on the fourth floor. Most students went up there for sexy dares. I suppose I was to be counted among their number.

Laci and Vanna were completely nude, their forms entangled around one another. Vanna’s pussy was peeking out between Laci’s legs, and her tongue was darting into the blonde girl’s mouth. Laci had tiny tits, which wasn’t typically my thing, but they were perky and delightful. Her hair was draped down across Vanna’s larger boobs and I couldn’t help wondering how they’d taken the photo. Was it a tripod or a *friend*?

Nothing like fingering a student during office hours…I’m so fired. Professor’s Pets (1) [Mfff, Harem, Public, Taboo, College]

Before I tell you this story, I just want it to be clear. None of this was my idea. I thought that returning to university in the fall semester was stupid. No one would attend in-person. People were smarter than that. I am a goddamn intro chemistry teacher. I’m an adjunct. I definitely should not have done it, but, c’est la vie.

Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

It was the start of the semester and like I thought, about a dozen people showed up to a class that usually held sixty. I did the basics. I talked through the scientific method. I took a lot of online questions from my one-hundred virtual students and tried to make the presentation interesting for the people who did attend.

I talked about how “science is all around us,” and, “every decision you make has an action and a reaction.” Some girls in the front giggled and asked a question.

“Hey, so, what’s the reaction to me raising my hand?” a slightly dark-skinned one asked.

“Well, that’s a preconditioned response. It’s behavior training. Years of schooling have taught you that if you raise your hand, I’ll call on you. Great ques—”