Author: Rubberout

“I’m so bored.” I complained to my boyfriend. “I don’t want to go to class.”

He looked around. We were alone. He put both his hands on my ass and kissing me. “What do you want to do?”

I shrugged.

He grinned. “I know what you want.” He moved one of his hands around to the front of my jeans and rubbed it across my pussy.

I pressed against him and gave him what I hoped was a sly smile. “Let’s cut class.”

We did this sometimes when we were bored. Since we’d been together, we started to experiment and get one another off in a sexual way. What we did was safe. There was no way I could end up pregnant. Not the way we pleasured each other.

We discuss where to go.

“What about your house?” I asked.

“No, my mom is home. She doesn’t work.” We walked along. “What about your place?”

“My grandmother is staying with us. She might hear and try to investigate. Then my parents would find out.”

“We could go to the park, lock ourselves in the bathroom.” He suggested. Read more »

When I was nineteen years old, I was caught having sex by our maid.

My parents had a wedding function to attend far enough from home that they planned on spending the night. I looked forward to that night because my boyfriend and I were going to have sex for the first time. The thing is no one in my family knew about my boyfriend.

When my boyfriend showed up, our maid answered the door. She called me over to where my boyfriend stood.

“Who is this boy?” she asked.

“This is a friend from school. I forgot to tell you that he was coming over to study with me.” I told her. I tried to sound as innocent as possible so the maid wouldn’t become suspicious.

She let my boyfriend in, and we went to sit on the couch. We made some small talk for a while. I was afraid that the sexual tension between us would stand out like a neon sign.

After some time passed, I stood, “So, the notes we need are upstairs in my room.” I made sure our maid heard me say this. Read more »

I was walking past the downstairs bathroom when I heard those words. As I could see the view from the few inches opening of the door, I could see my mother right in front of the mirror, but it was unintentional.

Mom was wearing clothes that would just hide her body parts appropriately and would work perfectly for work out. I could see how her pieces were hugging her tightly and pressing against the most desirable places as she was gaining pounds here and there. The thick meaty camel toe is something not to miss when she works out. she moved her hands through the curves of her stomach swiftly and sucked her lower lip while questioning at her untoned body. She watched my reflection as turned to me and I turned red because of my secretly peeping action.

*“Christopher,* what are you doing?” Mom asked.

I could not hide my laugh and told her sorry I just heard all the things. She laughed and I laughed back. I stepped inside and she asked me about the pornstar she looked like my father mentioned to her. I tried to ignore but she managed to bring an answer from my mouth and I said mom it’s ‘Alexis Fawx’. Read more »