My Final Year in School (Part 2)

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The next day after my fuck session with Mrs. Roy, she didn’t come to school. I was disappointed but didn’t pay much heed to it. Soon the day got over and I went back home to jerk off thinking about her riding my cock.

I caught a glimpse of her the following morning while going to class. I decided to meet her during lunch and talk about what happened between us. After going through hours of boring classes, it was finally lunch time and I headed straight for her classroom. She was there, sitting on her table in a blue sundress and her hair tied back in a ponytail. She looked so hot. “Uh, ma’am? I was hoping to talk to you about something.” She looked up and seemed startled to see me. She hurriedly got up and went behind me to close the door. “Someone’s excited” I laughed. But the look on her face told me that she had something else on her mind. “Sam, sit down. We need to discuss something.”

Up at the cabin {MF}

I had been on a few dates with this guy I met online when he asked me if I wanted to go to his family cabin for the weekend. Both of us lived with roommates, and this was the first time we were able to be alone.

He pushed me up against the truck hood which was still warm from the drive to the cabin. We had been driving for a few hours in the heat, and arrived at the secluded cabin, hungry, sweaty, and apparently horny. He couldn’t keep his hands off me the whole way up, which I did not mind. I had waxed everything before coming up this weekend and was so ready for him to explore every inch of me.

Dinner date turned sexy [20f] written by [20m]

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After our date night at an expensive restaurant, we booked a hotel room for us to lay back and cuddle. We had no idea what would happen in the next couple hours. When we arrived at our room, A113, we kicked off our shoes and laid on the bed, we knew we had something in common. I felt a spark in his dreamy eyes, a sense of comfort and a sense of belonging. I laid on top of his chest, his heart throbbing and I could hear the sound of his beating heart. What music to my ears, it had a rhythm but I could not picture what it was. As we laid there, I felt a tingle inside me, something wasn’t right, why aren’t we doing anything. It was such an excellent date night but we just had dinner, I wanted more, I wanted him. I want to feel him. I bit my lip with pleasure just dreaming of what it would be like to have him. So I initiated the move.

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MY FIRST BDSM DATE [MF]

My husband and I have been together for 7 years and we love each other immensely. Our relationship has always been based on trust and openness and I really like that. In terms of other people, we have always been open and this is totally okay. We think that you can have sex with other people just for fun and adventure, without it being bad for each other. It has only made us stronger! The reason why I am telling you all this is because I have a BDSM date with someone I met on the internet. My husband is not into exploring that kind of thing and likes that I can do this with someone else. When I mentioned this to him we started to search online together for the perfect person who would fit my idea and after a while we came across a man who had 10 years of BDSM experience and was up for an exciting date. He has a bit of an artistic look. Golden blonde curls, dimples in his cheeks, a nose piercing and some tattoos.  Together we swiped right and there was a match.

27 [M] The desert and the party

It has not rained in a long time, such a long time the ground is cracked like an old mirror. How long has it been? Days, weeks maybe even months? All that time without a single drop of nourishing rain, mother natures gift to feed the hungry world.

You tried to fight the urge, you swore you would not break the promise but a man can only take so much. At night when you are in your bed, you close your eyes and think of her and those moments.

At the party you were a hit, everyone was talking to you and interested in you. You seen her and spoke as usual she is your friend and she has a boyfriend. After the usual pleasantries she mentions a film about a promicious wife liking bdsm and you remember her staring into your eyes and whispering “…I like it like that”. Immediately, you felt a sexual shockwave channel through your being.  She flirts more moving her hips slowly and licking the outside of her lips.

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It struck me as strange that I would ever actually write a letter like this one. The way things happened to me, though, sounds so much like all the other experiences that I’ve read in your magazine, I though I’d just have to write and tell you how it happened.

It had to do with my [sister](https://storyva.com/stories/brother-sister/). She seemed, this past summer, to be checking out my crotch all the time, as if expecting to see something other than the usual bulge there, as if maybe my dick should jump out and introduce itself or something like that. She was a year older than I was, and I could tell, just by looking at the expression on her face, that she wanted to really check out my cock. I hoped.

MY SISSY HUSBAND

**Hi friends, my name is Reka, age 28, married to  Rahul age  35 he is MD and earns well. but he is slim, with a very small dick, and  he is a sissy. By sissy I mean, that he is a ‘fattu’ (he is scared of everyone)**    

**?**[PART 2](https://indianxxxstoriess.blogspot.com/2020/11/my-revenge-on-my-sissy-husband-2.html)
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**he cannot last more than 2 minutes in the bed with me and cannot satisfy me  But still, i was loyal towards him.  i am 28 years old with 36 d 26 34 with a killer figure  i had a little brother named varun who loved me unconditionally but after my marriage we can’t be as close as how we used to be in the past  i don’t had any bfs because i spend all the time with my brother i don’t think a bf will love and care for me as my brother coming back to the story** 

**Rahul: Hello.**

**Me: Yes.**
**Rahul: Come to the Malancha Cinema hall at 9. We will watch a movie tonight.**

**I was pleasantly surprised by his gentle voice. I kept silent.**

**Rahul: Can you hear me?**
**Me: Yes.**

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Hey guys , i have a crush on a girl and she’s beautiful, i tried to get closer to her and become friends , after a while she noticed that i like her and started playing hard to get and teasing and stuff , it was disappointing tbh , I thought that a beautiful girl like her would be a nice gf for me , lately I’ve been having naughty thoughts about her , i always imagine her being fucked by another guy (or guys) , it turns me on. I need you guys (bulls) to write eroticas of you fucking her for me and cuck me , humiliate me and stuff like that , i will feed you pics of her while reading . Her age:20 years Name:Lanah My preferences : -humilation -sph -cuckold -teasing My limits: -gross things (poop and booger) * I don’t mind piss though -forced bi (if excessive and gone too far) Ki k cherrycock22

Every month, my conservative Catholic university does a genitalia inspection to make sure us girls are maintaining our purity. As a freshman, I wasn’t clued in on what would happen, but after this night, I could tell you all about it.

I (18F) attend St. Mary’s University. Think of a Catholic boarding school, but it’s a college instead. It’s only females, has a strict dress code, mass every Sunday, chapel every morning, etc. etc. You know the deal. I didn’t really want to go, but this was the only university that my parents agreed to pay for, so I thought it couldn’t be that bad. Oh boy, was I wrong.

Of course I expected most of the regular Catholic school drama that I mentioned above. But imagine my surprise when, in the middle of the night about a month into freshman year, a group of 20 men turned on all of the lights, started making a lot of noise, and commanded all of us to wake up and get out of bed. Let me set the scene. Just like a regular boarding Catholic school, instead of putting us all into dorms, we slept in a dormitory in bunk beds lined up in rows. Think maybe an army barracks, except it was a little nicer than that and the room was bigger to fit more girls in it. We had 4 rows of bunk beds that stretched to maybe 12 a row, so about 100 of us in total. Of course it took some adjusting to, but after some time it was normal. This night was far from normal, however.