Author: TerriblyEasy

Stiffness in the groin area? Maybe the doctor can help… [FFm] [hello nurse!] [a little bit ridiculous]

“It says here you have some concerns with your groin area?” Nurse Brittany said, scanning her clipboard, her mask muffling her voice. She glanced up at Lucas, her bright hazel eyes fixing on his, the intensity of her gaze complemented by her dark eyeliner, purple eyeshadow.

“Uh, yeah,” Lucas said, “Some stiffness, I guess.”

Her hair — dark but with blonde highlights, tied in a neat bun — bobbed as she marked her notes. “Mm, ok, for how long now would you say?”

“Well, it’s been building, but lately it’s been, like, hard to get dressed, you know?” Lucas, “But pretty bad in the last two, three weeks.”

“Mm. Ok. Are you sexually active?”

Lucas blushed. Nurse Brittany, with her cheekbones prominent behind her mask, was powerfully cute. Her petite figure was obscured by the blue scrubs she wore. But her freckles, her bright eyes, her dimples — Lucas was intimidated by her adorableness.

And here she was asking him about his sex life. “Err, umm, well, no,” he stammered, “I, umm, just turned eighteen earlier this year, so, like, well…” he trailed off. Read more »

The nerdy schoolgirl’s crush on her English teacher [fM] [POV] [student/teacher] [suckin’ & fuckin’]

I’m looking at the video, feeling dirty and horny at the same time.

I’d almost just deleted the email unread. “I’m 18 now!” The subject line sounded like spam. But it was sent by Brielle, one of my students. She’s a senior, soon to graduate. One of the bright ones, quick to grasp the concepts, always gets A’s, but keeps quiet, avoids the spotlight. She’s a cute kid, though I’ve trained myself to ignore that in the classroom. And she dresses low-key, doesn’t flaunt it. Usually.

I read the email again. It’s not long. “Hi Mr Lamont. It’s my birthday, but I’m the one who’s giving gifts today.” With a winky face and a kissy face.

But then I flip back to the attachment. The video. Where Brielle’s in her underwear, sitting cross-legged on what I guess is her bed. She’s got on this white tank top that clings to her lithe body. Through the textured fabric I can make out the dark nipples on her breasts. I’m meant to see them. And then there’s her cobalt blue panties, stretched tight over the mound of her sex. She casually pulls them to the side, revealing her tight, bare, teenage pussy, and then her fingers give it a playful little caress. Read more »

The Science Project, or the time I accidentally masturbated in front of the class [f+] [sci-fi] [female masturbation] [teacher/student] [bondage] [consent gray area] [some other crazy shit]

Tiffany walked up to the front of the classroom, science project in hand.

“Thank you,” Mr Sumner said, “For volunteering to present first. Not many students are as brave as you are.”

“It’s my pleasure,” the mousy girl said, “I put a lot of effort into this, and it paid off. It works! I just need to hook it up to your projector, …and, a volunteer from the class?”

I raised my hand. Tiffany was my best friend. Asking for a volunteer was just a formality. Of course she picked me. I’d even helped her test it, knew what to expect.

“Thank you, Theresa,” Mr Sumner said, rolling his eyes at cliquishness. But it’s not like anyone else volunteered.

“Now, please sit here,” Tiffany said to me. The chair was in front of the classroom but facing sideways, towards the teacher’s desk, so I could see both the screen and my classmates. Tiffany arranged the device on my head, explaining, “And then, we just place the headband like so.” In my brain, I felt a tingle as she got it into the exact position. Read more »

Getting the quarterback’s head back in the game [mF] [doctor] [pegging] [fucking]

Raquel tucked her sideswept blonde hair behind her ear and looked at the young man before her. As team physician, it was her job to ensure his health, his readiness for the game. And he was ready, every test proved it. But he’d just played a lousy, timid first half, and she had only 15 minutes to get the star quarterback’s performance back up before the second half.

“Harrison,” she said, “Talk to me, what’s going on?” He sat between rows of lockers, sharing a bench with Raquel, face to face.

“I don’t know, Doc Raquel,” he said, “I just… it was overwhelming… I don’t… I got, like, intimidated, I guess…”

“You weren’t aggressive at all,” she said, “You were distracted, missing easy plays, letting them get to you. That’s not like you at all, Harrison.”

“I’m sorry,” he said, meekly.

“Don’t waste your breath on apologies,” Raquel said, “Just tell me what I can do to get you back to normal.”

His gaze flickered to her chest, where the swell of her large breasts pushed out against the low-cut red team t-shirt, tucked neatly into her booty shorts. He wasn’t the first boy to sneak a glance, in fact, they nearly all did it. Even the ones who preferred dick couldn’t help but peek. Read more »

Seduced the neighbor’s son [Fm] [milf] [fuckin’]

Alyssa Weng was at peace. It had been a long, stressful day, but it was over now. She was alone in her apartment snuggling into her warm, cozy couch, drinking a bottle of Petite Sirah, quietly fingering herself. She was enjoying the warmth of the wine and masturbation as she flipped through clips of hot surfer dudes when her phone buzzed in her hand.

The message preview popped up, it was her neighbor. Alyssa and Suzanne were friendly enough, but at very different places in their life — Suzanne was only a few years older, but with two nearly adult children — and they only ever texted to coordinate neighbor things. Annoyed by the interruption, but too responsible to ignore the message, Alyssa clicked into it.

“Sorry my moron son locked himself out and I’m out of town. You have spare key?”

Just as Alyssa finished reading it, there was a knocking on her door. Read more »

Things with the houseguest are getting… tense [FFM] [free use] [oral] [anal]

I’m dreaming that I’m getting my dick sucked.

I’m confused. It’s a dream, but it’s also not a dream. I’m slow to wake, I always am. I look down, wiping the confusion from my eyes. Trying to make sense of what I’m seeing. What I’m feeling.

A wall of silky brown hair blocks my view below my waist.

“Uhhh…?”I mumble groggily, only half awake.

A tan, bronzed arm reaches out, pushes the hair back behind her head.

It’s Aya. Of course it is. My cock is in her mouth, stiff, hard, and tall. My balls tight and swollen at its base.

She smiles at me. Winks. She’s impossibly cute. I stare.

She pulls her lips off my shaft, tongues my balls. I groan.

“Morning,” she says.

“Oh fuck,” I say, the tip of her tongue running up the underside of my cock, flicking across my glans. My eyes roll back in my head.

“My laundry’s starting to pile up…” she says, her velvety tongue lapping at my balls, “Unless you want me to stop…?”

“No!” I groan, pushing her head back down. Read more »

Fair’s fair [mfMF] [wife-swapping] [foursome] [cuckold, sort of] [s’mores]

“Samuel invited us camping with them,” Annabel said.

“Your hot co-worker?” We were lying in bed, my hand running over Annabel’s pale, ivory skin, tracing the lithe curves of her hips, waist, and chest.

“I didn’t say he was hot, Wesley,” she said, her cheeks still flush from sex, her brunette hair sweaty and disheveled, “Just that he’s kept himself in good shape, is all. Anyway, yes, him and his wife, Daphne. They invited us to join them, this spot they know, a few hours away. They go all the time, apparently.”

Despite the dim light, Annabel’s blue eyes still managed to sparkle as she closely inspected the diamond wedding ring. I’d placed it on her finger two months ago and she’d refused to take it off since.

“Wouldn’t the age thing be kind of awkward? Isn’t he like twenty years older than you? Than us?”

“I guess. But him and Daphne never had kids, still act young,” Annabel smirked, “You’d like her, Wesley. She may be in her 40s, but she’s cute, and got tits out to here.” She held out her hands. “Obviously goes to the gym, but probably had work done, too.” Read more »

She grabbed his balls and squeezed, hard. “Sit the fuck down and behave yourself.” [mF] [milf] [seduction] [oral] [fuckin’]

Ian’s gaze kept flicking back to her tight white sundress, and the swell of her tits tightly wrapped inside it. Had they always been that big? How had he missed that? She laughed at some joke, her short brunette hair swirling around her tan features, and, for a brief second, through the crowd, across the yard, her and Ian made eye contact.

Ian’s parents were hosting the annual neighborhood block party. It was an excuse to show off their recently-remodeled backyard, with its built-in barbecue and bar, new brickwork, fancy terraced landscaping, gazebo, and everything. The yard was packed with all the families of the neighborhood having a good time, oohing and aahing appreciatively over the detail and craftsmanship, display appropriate levels of jealousy. And so, Ian was bored. All the other kids were much younger than him, doing kid things. And Ian’s patience for talking to adults had been dried up after the first eight times he’d been asked how school was going and what were his college intentions. His plan was to sneak away to his room upstairs as soon as his parents were distracted.

But that plan had been forgotten when he saw Amy Braley and her tight white sundress. Read more »

“Did you know your daughter’s friend was horny for you to hold me down, fuck me into submission?” [fM] [Mark] [oral]

“You up?” the words said, encircled by a blue speech bubble.

Mark’s face was lit by the glow of his phone screen and the flicker of the television. It was getting late, the show was boring, and his mind kept drifting back to Dani, his daughter Olivia’s nerdy best friend.

He clicked to expand her profile — a shot of her spread eagle, pierced pussy on display, her expression eager for his approval while simultaneously flush from the orgasm he’d just given her.

His phone buzzed. He switched back to the text message screen. “There in 15.” Another buzz. “Leave the side door unlocked I’ll let myself in.”

A good father would not do what he was doing, would not betray his daughter’s trust like this. But Mark was not a good father. At least Olivia was away at college. What she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her. Yet… he admitted to himself, it was fucked up, he’d known Dani since she adolescence, back when she went by Danielle, and was a good kid.

He flipped back to the photo of her, naked, horny, her look of lustful need, there for him. “What went wrong?” Mark wondered. Read more »

my hot piano tutor takes a strong hands-on approach [mF]

“Are you looking at my tits?” Heather asks.

I blush, because of course I am. I’m embarrassed to be caught. But also… I’m confused, I thought she’d be angry, disgusted to find out she’s sitting next to a pervert. And yet, she’s not.

Heather is my piano tutor, and in addition to being an excellent classical musician, she’s got this natural beauty. A beauty that she usually plays low-key, wearing minimal makeup and simple, concealing outfits. It took me a while to see past her plain presentation; I was slow to realize how attractive she really was. Don’t get me wrong, the beauty is there, but she’s professional, guides my playing, does her job, and that’s it. Not much chatting, not much small talk.

But today… she’s… more casual?

She’s sitting next to me on the piano bench, wearing a low-cut yellow summer dress. Her exposed shoulders distract me, bare but for a thin strap holding the dress up. Not helping is the swell of her cleavage filling the dress’s bust, erect nipples poking through. And, her thin waist, where the dress cinches tight, her tits overhanging, well… I’m having trouble keeping my eyes on the music. Read more »