What College Girls will Do for a Grade p4 (MFF) (professor/student) (threesome)

This had become the best semester of Anthony’s career, and as a professor, you shouldn’t pick your favorite students, but Megan and Emily were far and away his favorite students. They hadn’t shown any aptitude for economics, but their willingness to go the extra mile for grades pleased him to no end. He autopiloted through the upcoming class schedule, ignoring the typical groan at the midterm next week, to sneak a peek at Megan. She liked to sit in the raised seats with her legs open, teasing her professor.

His favorite duo lingered while the rest of the class filtered out, waiting out the smattering of students asking about upcoming office hours. Finally alone with them, Megan approached eagerly. Checking the door, she whispered. “Can we work out a deal for this one too?”

“Girls. This is the midterm, not some pointless homework assignment.” Anthony made a big show of willpower, but know he would easily relent at the promise of their sexy bodies. Sensing this, the two pressed against him. Megan rephrased. “Are you sure we can’t? Would it help if you used both our bodies at the same time? Imagine tasting Emily while I suck your dick. Or bending Emily over while I watch and play with myself. All of that.. for just a B?” He didn’t respond, but didn’t need to. Both girls were stroking his bulging, aching groin over his pants. All he said was, “9pm. My office. Go.”

What College Girls will do for a Grade p3 (MF) (professor/student)

Anthony Walters found that his intrusive memories of that crazed, hungry office Fuck of his slutty student, Megan, the previous evening were very distracting as he tried to grade assignments. Many of the students had written excellent papers, but he couldn’t think beyond the co-eds that had circumvented this assignment. Fuck, they were sexy.

A knock pulled him from his thoughts to see the beautiful Emily standing in his doorway. Her long brown hair, framed a face that belonged on photo shoots and model spreads. Her tanned, light cinnamon skin ran to her tight, white colored shirt and a navy blue miniskirt. “Can I come in?” Anthony gestured to a seat opposite him. Emily closed the door and sat.

Unlike the forward, confident Megan, Emily seemed almost embarrassed as she started to speak. “Um. Professor? I… I still don’t understand the material…” Emily took a deep breath. “And Megan told me you two worked out a deal again.”

What College Girls will do for a Grade p2 (MF) (professor/student)

Anthony Walters was grateful for the size of his classroom, as it allowed him to focus on his lecture and not Emily and Megan. Every time he met their eyes, he saw Emily’s tentative sensuality and Megan’s sexual hunger. He hated that he traded a grade for oral, but their tight, young bodies and his dry spell overwhelmed his reservations. He could still feel the lips on his dick even a couple days later, and regularly dreamed of bending their tight bodies over his desk and stretching them out.

Finally, he finished class and let the students filter out. As he packed his materials, he watched Emily leave, entranced by the sway of her mini skirt. It took him a moment to realize the more forward of the duo was standing in front of him. “Professor, I was wondering if you could help me with the homework. I’m not sure I understand how demand works.”

He knew he should say no, but he nodded and told her to follow him. As he settled behind his desk in his office, Megan hastily closed the blinds and locked the door.

What College Girls will do For A Grade p1 (MFF) (oral) (college) (professor/student)

“Don’t forget. The current events assignment is due at the start of next class.” Anthony called to his exiting Economics students. He sighed and cleaned up his lecture materials to return to his office. He was in no rush to get to his empty home, now that his ex moved out months ago.

“Um. Professor Walter?” He turned as saw the beautiful, brunette from the third row, named Emily. She vaguely reminded him of Kendall Jenner in the face and her expensive looking clothes. “Hi. I know you don’t have office hours tonight, but it would really help my friend and I with this assignment if we could meet in your office at 6.” Her smile was very persuasive for Anthony who quickly replied, “sure, see you then.” As the girl bounced out of the classroom, Anthony couldn’t look away from her stride, a slight hip shake that caused the hem of her dress to dance seductively.

At 6pm, Anthony was seated at his office’s desk, in a quiet corner of the department, when he heard a knock. In walked Emily with her friend Megan, a shorter girl with darker hair and tighter, more revealing clothes. Anthony tried to answer some questions on the class’s content but the girls grew more confused with each answer. It didn’t help that Anthony kept glancing over their tight, young bodies, hunger rising inside.

Mystery Sexual Encounter in the Woods p6: Interrupting Phone Call (MF) (freeuse) (cheating)

On a hot and sunny afternoon, Lena sat lounged at her secluded picnic table, enjoying the sun beating down on her massive chest and waiting for her next encounter to show up, the married man who started it all. In her later sessions with this man, she’d learned little more about him, but loved the enthusiasm and passion he fucked her with. She figured his wife must be lame in bed or uninspiring to look at, because she had married this man, she’d have him pound her all over the house, every night.

The crackles of sticks and approaching footsteps told Lena he was here. As usual, he silently went to work on her body, kissing hungrily and pawing at her desirous curves. The man lifted her onto the table and kneeled to pull off Lena’s tight, little shorts, when Lena’s phone rang.

Earbuds still in, she answered and listened as her husband began to drone on hiring a maid. He powered through her stammers that she was busy working out, while the excitedly, impatient man between her legs finished pulling off her shorts. Lena gasped slightly, temporarily jolting her husband, as the the bristled chin slipped between her thighs and a tongue nestled inside her lips.

Mystery Sexual Encounter in the Woods p5 : A Pair of Young Studs (MMF) (threesome) (cheating) (freeuse) (interracial)

Lena was so excited for today’s encounter, she couldn’t help herself in the shower that morning. She knew two men would be waiting for her and they sounded young. Anticipation for the two young cocks pounding and stretching her that afternoon drove her wild, and she needed to finger and rub out several orgasms before she could leave the shower. She didn’t even worry about making too much noise, figuring her husband didn’t notice her supercharged sex drive anyway.

When the men approached her secluded spot, she was surprised. “Um. I knew you were young, but you two are kids.” The slightly taller boy spoke up. “I’m 20 and home from college. My brother is 18 and about to join me at State this fall.” They even showed ID, but Lena was really checking out her young studs. She admired the tall, dark, athletic men, brimming with young confidence and enthusiasm, while the men openly drank in her body. She was practically drooling at the thought of her curvy body being passed around, her cream colored skin bouncing against their smooth, dark chocolate. Satisfied and appraised, the trio came together, with one brother behind Lena, kissing her shoulders and groping her breasts. Meanwhile, the Younger brother kissed Lena with his hands on her hips and sneaking beneath her shorts.

Mystery Sexual Encounter in the Woods p4: A Couple Joins the Fun (MFF) (threesome) (freeuse) (outdoors) (cheating)

Occasionally, Lena would try to get her husband to notice her sexually, her long dirty blonde cascading hair, her sensuous body with hypnotic curves, her dirty and willing nature. But she didn’t rely on him for lust and passion anymore, scheduling her next naughty encounter to always be right around the corner. She’d returned to that secluded picnic table for a liberating spectrum of sex with the hungry married man, the sexually frustrated man, and the eager no longer virgin whenever she needed the touch of a man.

While her husband was at an all-day golf outing, she found a new profile promising a exciting encounter, if she was open and willing, and of course she was. Clad in charcoal leggings that deliciously hugged her curves and a matching sports bra for her heavy chest, she found her way to her encounter spot. A few minutes later, a handsome man her age in a Columbia Business School shirt picked his way through the trees to her. “Hey,” he said, not breaking stride as he met her lips in a hungry kiss.

Mystery Sexual Encounter in the Woods p3: Showing Him the Ropes (MF) (cheating) (outdoors) (virgin)

Lena slipped into her newest, sexiest lingerie and admired herself in the mirror. Everything looked lifted, curvy, and delicious. The thong was shoestring wide, cutting through her juicy cheeks with her lips barely peaking around. Her tits were looking perky and massive, and bounced with every move. She didn’t have an encounter tonight, but her times in the woods had her feeling desperately horny and was certain her husband would feel the same when he saw his wife.

Lena sashayed into the bedroom and posed on the end of the bed. Her husband barely looked up from his Solitaire round on his ipad. Lena sighed and climbed into bed. “Something wrong, Lena?” She shook her head and tried to dive into her book. Lurking lusty thoughts drove her down to the living room, where she openly masturbated, certain he wouldn’t look or care. In between her second and third orgasm, Lena hastily agreed to another encounter while he husband was at work.

Mystery Sexual Encounter in the Woods p2 – Releasing the Sexual Frustration (MF) (cheating) (freeuse) (outdoors)

Lena’s encounter with that married man sustained her over the coming days. When her husband failed to satisfy her need for rough, deep, passionate fucking, memories of being bent over the picnic table would sustain her. When she showered, the hot water on her tits reminded her of the man’s lust for her and how he shot off at the thought of her body. Her long dirty blonde hair that he pulled, her thick thighs and round ass that he slammed his hips against, massive tits that he groped and unloaded on, and her mischievous mouth that he plundered from the start.

A couple weeks later, Lena was starting to get antsy again when her husband had a conference and needed to stay in the city all weekend. From their luxurious suburb mansion, Lena returned to the web, hoping for another sexy encounter. The married man wasn’t available, but a recently single man responded and agreed to the same spot.

Hours later, Lena was approaching the picnic bench, when he saw the man waiting for her. She could feel his eyes devouring her lusciously displayed body as she walked up to him, her hips swaying and tits bouncing. While the first guy got right to business, this one sat her down and they chatted for a while.

Mystery Sexual Encounter in the Woods p1 (MF) (cheating) (outdoors)

It was an impulse that led her to this encounter. A desperate, horny, impulse. Lena’s body was ripe and curvaceous, with a juicy round ass, bouncy tits, tight stomach, and desirous, eye-catching tone packed into her skin-tight, black athleisure crop-top and leggings that accented her pale skin. Her husband financially provided any thing she wanted, but never delivered the kind of physical satisfaction she needed.

Lena veered off the walking path, through the trees, to the agreed upon spot, and sat at the secluded picnic table, waiting. Realization of her situation crashed over Lena. But as she stood to leave, she froze as a man approached her. He smiled as he approached, his musculature shining through his UnderArmor clothes. Her husband was wiped from her mind and her body fluttered in anticipation.

“No names.” He said. Lena noticed the wedding band on his ring finger and understood, smiling back. They’d met anonymously online, when Lena’s sexual impulse led her to search for locals that could please her.

Their bodies met, lips pressing together, tongues hotly dancing, while their hands explored. Lena moaned as the man pawed and groped at her luscious tits and rubbed her body. In return, she rubbed his thighs, gasping when she discovered his raging and lengthening cock.