Standing over my little freshman whore while he sucked my throbbing cock on this beautiful May morning, I found my mind drifting back to my own freshman year. Starting high school is exciting and a little scary for all of us. I was coming from really small elementary and junior high schools to a 1,300 person all boys catholic school that was an athletic and academic power in our city, and the entire state. Testosterone dripped from the walls. The combination of athletes, academic overachievers, artists, singers and musicians made for a combustible environment. Glee club boys were known as songbirds, and while no one was openly gay, it was always obvious a few guys in each grade were queer. My little freshman was a songbird. Back to my freshman year.
It was a few weeks into school when I was injured in football practice and sent to the training room. There was a senior already in there, his name wasn’t Mark, but that’s what we will call him. He is in local politics now and won’t like this much! On that day he was kind, and he talked to me about my shoulder and really made me feel better about being hurt. A few hours later I would be jacking him off in the front seat of his car.
He was late walking out of practice, the same as me and when he saw me walking toward the public bus stop, he pulled up in a newer model Mustang, swung the passenger door open and said “Jump in freshman “. I was almost honored to catch a ride. He immediately gave me a beer from a cooler in the back seat and ask where I lived. Once we pulled up to my house, we talked football for a minute, then he ask me, “ do you know that all the popular freshman take care
of a few of us seniors” I was confused, he sensed that and continued. “ If you want to come to our parties and fuck with the junior and senior football whores from St. Mary’s , then you take care of the seniors in school and whenever else you can” I finally replied , “ take care of what? ” I hadn’t noticed his cock was already out and so hard. It was long and fat, with a slight tilt left, but it was big and beautiful. Before I could react he had put his hand on mine and guided it toward his dick. I grabbed it without hesitation and began to jerk him off. My older cousins had trained me well. We didn’t speak, I just slowly jerked him while the music played over half shorted out speakers. I was scared and excited, my own peter was hard as fuck. I listened to him whisper, “ your cool freshman, you are going to fit right in” while I jerked him faster and faster, his fat, veiny cock swelling every 2 seconds. “Make me cum freshman, I’m cumming ugggh I’m cumming” I had never seen so much sperm. It was shooting all over him, me, and his steering wheel. He grabbed the back of my neck in a way that no one ever had and pushed my face down close to his cock, but he didn’t force it in my mouth. “Look how good you did” he said in his deep, confident voice. Then he let go of my neck and said “ Be ready for school. I’ll pick you up at 7, your cool now, no more bus for you freshman”.
I walked from the car dazed, excited, scared , and very, very horny.
I didn’t sleep at all that night. Jacked off twice and was ready for my ride at 7. A few minutes after he pulled up and there were two others in the car, a guy and a girl. The other guy I knew was Mark’s meathead friend Big Scotty. The girl I didn’t know. “We have to drop my sister off at St. Mary’s around the corner, she is a freshman too.” I got in the back seat and was immediately struck by how fucking hot Mark’s sister was. Big tits, fat ass and thighs and big blue eyes that were accented by her blonde hair. “ Freshman, tell my sister your name” “I’m Anthony, Anthony Ceaser, I went to St. Martin’s before this year, where did you go”? I was never shy around girls. I was tall and big, and my sisters had always built my ego and told me how to sweet talk girls. “ We all went to Holy Cross, all of us” she said with Pride. Before I could respond we were at her school.
As soon as she was out of the car, Big Scotty jumped in the back and he already had his hard dick out and was pulling my hands toward his cock and balls. “ You know what to do”. I looked at Mark in the rear view mirror and he nodded to me to continue. Scotty was a big guy, but his cock was only about 4 inches tops, but man was it hard. He came after about 5 strokes, handed me an old tee shirt and never said a word, but Mark mouthed to me “ good job” in the mirror. The rest of the day went as usual, but the ride home that evening, well, it was wild.
Category: Erotica
What Happens in Vegas Part 1 [humiliated][voyeur][game][ENF]
Sophie decided to go to Las Vegas for her bachelorette party, but because of the short notice only her 2 friends and twin sister could come. The whole weekend was being planned by her twin Meagan, who other than her large dark rimmed glasses looked identical to Sophie. Both were average height with red hair and freckles, thin bodies and nice big asses that would turn men’s heads on the street. In highschool the 2 of them were teased for being flat chested, but now at 25 they both had large B cup breasts. You wouldn’t know it though because both of them were both incredibly insecure with their bodies. The twins traveled together, and decided they would meet Sophie’s 2 friends at the hotel pool when they arrived later.
Meagan was laying down on a chairs by the pool, when Sophie stepped out of the pool. Both were wearing one peice bathing suits, Meagan had a fair amount of cleavage exposed while Sophie’s had her breasts totally covered up, although her nipples were hard as rocks from the chill of the air on her wet body. As the twins relaxed in the sun Meagan mentioned how she was glad to get away from her boyfriend Tom. Sophie listened to her sister complaining about Tom secretly thinking to herself how she was glad Meagan was finally coming to her senses. Sophie had always thought Tom was a controlling loser, her sister deserved better. Just as Meagan started getting more worked up about Tom, Violet arrived.
Does this make me a bad personal trainer? Pt2
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after a few quiet seconds the “after nut” clarity started to set in.
There I was, covered in my clients cum, in the middle of my gym locker room. “How in the fuck did this happen!?” I thought to myself while searching the room for a towel to wipe off with.
“Wow”
I heard Chanson say through paced breaths. He broke my train of thought.
“Yeah, man. You needed that.”
We both laughed and that seemed to break up tension.
Chanson threw his shorts on, wiped off with a towel he found in his locker and I wiped his cum off using the shirt that I was wearing. I told him I’d meet him downstairs in the gym as soon as I changed shirts.
We went through the workout session like nothing happened. Laughing, joking, sharing stories, etc.
Immediately after our session I felt a rush of blood go straight to my dick. Everything that had just happened replayed in my head and I could my balls getting heavy and my dick starting to grow.
Lady’s I want your thoughts;)
First I’d start by holding you tight making sure your nice and warm and comfortable id arch myself behide you close so you feel my warmth id then start on your neck kissing it little by little as I hold you like a teddy bear im not letting you go then with my left hand id start going up your shirt to grab your breasts and with my other hand I’d slowly slide it down your pants and into your pussy making you watch as I finger and make your squirt all over yourself your wet thong would be my trophy. Then I’d arch you over unhook your bra and slide your wet thong off of you as id spread your cheeks and give one big solid lick from the side of your leg up tho your pussy and asshole all in one lick ? then I’d make you face eyes forward as you hear my belts loosen and pants drop knowing my cock is coming but when and where? Then out of nowhere you would feel the rush of passion flow tho you as I enter you and lean into every push going deeper and deeper till you climax and id tilt your head back and make out well at the same time telling you what a good girl you are ?
A Valentines Day to Remember! Slut Girlfriend lives up to her name! [Illustrated]
Hey Everyone. SharedSlutGirlfriend back with another slutty adventure. My master took me to Vegas for the weekend for Valentines Day, and we had such an amazing time! To show him how appreciative I was, and how much I love him, I knew I had to be a good slut while there! I tried my best to please him, and show slutty I could really be!
The first night, we got in and went to an amazing dinner at our fav restaurant (we like the NYC version better, but it gets the job done in Vegas). I had on [my new dress and some slut heels](https://i.imgur.com/5xcNuLo.jpg) and got no shortage of stares from guys, and dirty looks from women. I overheard 3 different ladies comment to themselves about how much of a whore I looked like in the bathroom at the restaurant. One of them even commented “I wonder how much her date payed tonight.” I just smiled and strutted as I walked by them on the way out. Jealous bitches.
Escape
***One***
***Haven***
I never meant for it to happen. If you were to ask me yesterday if cheating was on my bucket list, I would have laughed in your face. I don’t love my husband, but there are times when I find myself daydreaming about being with another man. Since he was my first and only lover, I feel cheated out of life. What if there is something better out there for me? God, why did I let myself get married at eighteen? A year later, I had the defining moment that everyone talks about when they need something different in their life.
Honey, don’t you think we should start working on that baby?” John asked.
Johnathan St. cloud was a forty-year-old lawyer who spent more time at the office than at home with his young bride. If he gave her a child, then maybe she wouldn’t complain when she was bored.
“But, you said we could travel. I don’t want a child right now, or ever. Kids are too much trouble,” I said.
A Night to Remember [Feet] [Blindfolded]
Siting there, all alone, I knew you were looking for someone. The aura of lust around you had become so prudent, and I knew, you wouldn’t be able to turn this offer down. Strolling past your table, I drop a note for you. An address and a time. That’s all you’ll need.
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At five minutes to nine, she hesitantly walks towards my cream washed house. Her face has a look of confusion, almost as if she knows she shouldn’t be here, but her eyes, they tell a different story. Even in the dark of the night, they light up with lustful hunger. A hunger that I hope to satisfy.
Waiting by the door, I loop the silky blindfold between my fingers. The doorbell signifies your presence. I swing the door open, and the cloak of darkness which had once engulfed you, melts away. The candle light shines on your face, revealing a brief look of surprise, which is swiftly masked by the blindfold. A sweet moan escapes your lips and I place my hand on the small of your back, picking you up in one motion and carrying you to the bedroom.
Searching for a story
I’m looking for a story, it was about an alien prince named Sirius who was going to earth and flirting with a woman for a few weeks before abducting her and fucking her. They originally met in a club setting, and he was disguised as a blonde man. I remember there being some sort of dildo bed, one that moved and was like a sentient water bed that tied her wrists and ankles down and formed a dildo from the metal to prepare her for the alien cock. If anyone knows anything even remotely like this please me know, I think it was on literotica but I’m not sure. It was and still is one of the best things I have ever read and I’d love to read it again. Thanks in advance!
Dangerous Cravings [MF] [Cuckold]
“Mrs. Cordova, I really hope you don’t take this personal. You were just in a bad place at a bad time.” My voice calm, hoping it would sooth the situation.
She sat on a wooden chair; hand cuffed down. There was no escape for her now, she has seen too much.
“Please let me go.” She begged. “I promise I won’t tell anyone,” but I could not trust her.
“How is it that such a beautiful woman, becomes a police officer?” Her black hair, the flower tattoo on her collar bone, those blue eyes. “And must I say, I am a sucker for girls in uniform.” It was sadistic of me to wonder how she would look out of that uniform and in my bed. That bulky bullet proof vest she has on does no justice to my imagination.
“Please, let me go.” She begged once more. Yet I cannot let her go. However, doing her harm was not on my list. What was wrong with me? Looking deep into her eyes makes me feel weak.
“What do you want us to do with her boss?” One of my bodyguards came into the room.
[M4F][Trigger warning:contains description of mental health issues and vague childhood abuse] Honey I’m Home [playful hunting][Wripping off clothes][clit and vaginal play][kissing][missionary][doggy][DDlg talk][blowjob][cum for Daddy][degrading language][slut][whore][Good girl][love bombs]
I walk home, exhausted after my bi-weekly psychotherapy session. I’m only a couple of sessions in but so far it’s been eye opening and very productive, one could even say healing, but I cried so much in that session. I’m wiping the tears from my face as I pass strangers on the street. It feels embarrassing, I know it shouldn’t, I know crying is natural, I just don’t like the idea of upsetting anybody who sees me.
I do feel good acknowledging the wounds are there though so I can start healing them. So many years of the wrong types of therapy and the wrong medications. It feels like such a waste of life. Finding the problems and connections to fix in my crazy buzzing head.
I hate knowing that the people that were supposed to look after me, protect me, are the cause of a lot of my self hatred. Every negative harmful coping mechanism I’ve learned, every trigger that turns me scared to stone, that tells me I’m not worth standing up for, so let others hit you, again and again, don’t fight back, even years after, resulted from how I developed around his drunken shouting and arguing and inability to express.