Teach Me [Teacher X Student]

“And that’s the end of class… Have a good rest of your day,” I dismissed my students, not a moment too soon. My cheeks were hot with blush from the intense gaze of one young man taking my course on symbolism in literature. I was sure he relished in making me uncomfortable in front of my class with his attention and suggestive comments. I needlessly shuffled a pile of papers on my desk, waiting for the last student to leave, trying to ignore the ache that had formed between my legs, deep in my core.

I swallowed hard before taking a deep breath and crossing the carpet to the door. I quickly made my way to the bathroom. After checking if the coast was clear, I sighed in soft relief as I splashed water on my face. Much better. I was still bent over the skin when the door opened behind me. I wasn’t worried about it until I heard the thick bolt of the lock clunk into place. Turning quickly, water dripping off my chin, I was met with the sight of a smug man leaning against the door.

Movie Night

I knocked on the door of my best friend’s flat, popcorn and soda in hand. It was our weekly movie night. He picked the movie and I brought the snacks. He opened the door and, grinning, let me in.

“I think you’re going to love the movie I picked this week! It about a battle, I think one of the World War II ones,” he took the food from me and ushered me inside.

I smiled back, “I think anything would be better than that weird documentary you picked for last week.” I set down my bag and slipped out of my shoes, leaving both by the front door. He laughed and went into the kitchen to pop the popcorn. I settled into my usual place on the couch, pillows and a blanket already ready for me. Getting comfortable, I picked up the DVD case from the coffee table. Reading the ridiculous title, I called back to him, “I don’t think that this movie is what you think it is… ‘Battle of the Biggest Bulge’ sounds more like a bad porn than an action movie.”

Voyeur [voyeurism][exhibitionism]

I was in the closet. It had started out innocently enough, but now my surprise was ruined. I had been planning to jump out and scare my brother when he got home. Pranking each other was a long tradition, but he had ruined my plans by bringing home his girlfriend. They were kissing, tongues moving together as he kicked his bedroom door closed. I watched, my breath held, through the slats of his closet door. I knew it would be wrong to watch, but I was stuck, I couldn’t jump out now and I was fascinated by the sexual energy that radiated off of them. I watched as he pinned her to the wall, his mouth attacking hers, and his hands rough on her body. She groaned softly into his mouth, arching and pressing herself to him. They made out for a few more minutes, hands tugging hair, nails scratching lines down flesh, lips bruising against each other before my brother swung her down on to the bed.

In Bloom-Chapter One (chastity, cuckolding, and cruelty)

We’d talked about all the things we wanted to experience, but the cuckolding fantasy was a bit different. It turned us both on, and we fantasized together often, but we’d both agreed that it would remain a fantasy only, until we both felt that the time was right.

It had been an incredibly hot long distance relationship for the first four years. It was hard at times, but we always found a way to make it work, get together once in a while, and keep it hot and sexy while we endured the long separations. We kept our love and lust for one another stoked and aflame, by texting and calling often, sharing fantasies, planning for our future both vanilla and kinky/sexy, writing stories and her texting with bulls that she wanted to fuck. After four years, she was finally here, with me, for good. We were engaged to be married.

She’d changed over time. She’d been somewhat demure when we’d first started getting to know one another online. It’d taken months before I even knew her real name. Looking back on it, I can’t believe that I’d tolerated that, but I know it’s because I knew that she was the one. The one woman that I wanted to be with for the rest of my life.

Thanksgiving dessert

The holidays are a lovely calming time for most, but for me I see opportunity. It was a thanksgiving dinner at her family’s house. We were a very passionate couple in what we did and it only made us closer that we were very similar people. We had made a pact neither of us were allowed to masturbate, or have sex. The first one to snap lost, I had been fighting off the urges for the past two days waiting for this dinner. Up to actually was quite a boring story until a certain scenario was brought up. Her mother had brought up the idea of us staying in her old bedroom considering we lived quite a long drive away, she started to decline then I jumped in and said we would be delighted to stay. We would then take our bags up to the room she would catch me alone, “I know what you are doing and it’s not funny… But I love the idea.” We would go down to dinner to sit with her family; her sister, her sisters fiancé, mother, her, and I. Her mother started prayer, and I jumped at the chance, I would run my hand up her thigh and go to my oh so favorite place. To my surprise she was already soaking wet, this would make the rest of our time much more interesting I would begin to sin under the table during prayer. Slowly at first with no penetration just slowly rubbing her through her panties(which I was surprised she was wearing). I would peek over and look at her to see how she was reacting, she was biting her lip fighting off the moan and her want of me just pushing her onto the table and giving her everything she was lusting for. Once her mother stopped the prayer I would remove may hand and act like nothing happened, glancing over at here I would meet her piercing gaze. She was going mad, what I had just done to her would set the tone for the rest of the night. She would sit VERY close to me about half way through the meal I would feel her hand grasp me, immediately making me stand on end. I would lean over and whisper in her ear, ” take off your panties and hand them to me.” As I would pull my head away I would see the concern in her eyes, the potential of being caught would only turn her on even more. Very carefully she would slip them off from under her skirt and so very tediously hand them to me I would put them into my pocket for a later use. Dinner would resume with her hand still firmly planted on my diamond hard cock. Dinner would last up to about midnight but her mother would go to bed at 10 her sister and her fiancé would stay up with us a conversation I would drag out just to tease her. I would break because she had been keeping my erection up for so long that my cock would begin to ache. We would all stand up and go to leave, she would do the nice thing and stand in front of me so the others couldn’t see my cock extending from my pants but I would play this to my advantage and push the bulge into her ass making her react. I would look up and her sister would know exactly what was going and she would drag her man with a few kinky words to their bed room. We would practically sprint to our room the, the second we would make it to the door I would slam the door shut and grab her pinning her against the wall shoving my tongue down her throat. I would find her clit rather quickly and begin to slowly massage it. To me dinner wasn’t enough and I would want desert I would throw her onto the bed, she knew exactly what i wanted, she would spread her legs wide revealing her glistening cunt. I would without hesitation bury my face deep inside her moist warm core, we being the only ones being on the top floor, we could make a little bit of noise but anything to loud would surly wake her family. I would remove her panties from my pocket and lay them to the side incase she got to loud, I would continue on my “dessert” if that is what you want to call it. I would become so mad and horny I wouldn’t care who caught us and turn up the pace, at this point I was tongue fucking her. She would reach her first leg shaking orgasm this way letting out a dread full loud scream of pleasure but I didn’t care at this point. With out hesitation I would leap on top of her and begin to slowly insert my self deep inside of her. She was extremely tight were she hadn’t been touched in about 2 weeks, it was like she was a virgin. I would grow impatient as I usually do and half way down my shaft just thrust myself deep inside her, she would scream a long scream of a mix of pain and pleasure. I wouldn’t let up she was so tight I knew I was gonna blow soon, my thrusts would continue to grow with strength and speed. Her screams would reach deafening levels I would try to prop her up, but before I could do anything her eyes would roll to the back of her head and her body would go limp. I knew she was in a state of pure ecstasy and I was gonna keep her there and dig her deeper. I would go as hard and as fast as I could with her letting out un-human like moans and screams. I would reach my boiling point I would shoot two weeks build up of semen as close to her cervix as I could get. As I would pull out to my surprise I would still be cumming, surprisingly she would whip around and plop my cock in her mouth sucking up the last little bit of cum I let out. That wouldn’t stop her though she would continue till she brought me to a second orgasm that would blast straight down her warm throat. The next thing I would know was her waking me up to got down stairs for our goodbyes and our drive back home, if we made it that far. Once we made it to the bottom of the stairs we would hear a comment from her mother “so I suppose I will have a grandchild in 9months.” We both just nervously giggled and tried our hardest to get out the door as fast as possible. Her mother wasn’t wrong in 9 months she would deliver our child, but if it was there or at one of the three motels we stopped at in our 6 hour drive home I don’t know.

Fucking family gathering – Part 2

*Fourth part of my fictional story. It began with* [*”How I became a motherfucker”*](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/alaq9v/ms_how_i_became_a_motherfucker/)*, led to* [*”A unifying road trip”*](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/am1c5m/ms_a_unifying_road_trip/)*and* [*”Fucking family gathering – Part 1″*](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/amcb95/ms_cmcf_fucking_family_gathering_part_1/)*. Now, here is part two of the family get together. Hope someone has a nice read. See ya.*

I slept well that night. Exhausted from fucking nearly the whole night. Despite that, I managed to dream about mum. Dreamed of fucking, pardon, making love to her. Woke up with a hard on. Pulled back the blanked. Still some crusted remains of mum and myself on my dick. And the whole bed was a mess. Still a bit wet. Mum is a squirty bitch. With some crusted white drops in between. My sperm and her pussy juice. The view brought back memories. Made me hornier as I already was.

Heard mum in the bathroom. She was fresh out of the shower. Her body smelling after her favorite perfume. She noticed me entering the room. Smiled at me. Glanced at my erection. I stepped near her. My dick pressed against her fat body. But she said no, in a nice way: “Sorry my sweet boy. Mum has to put herself together. We only got about twenty minutes left. But if you want, sit on the toilet. Like yesterday, look at me while jerking one off.”

goddess transsexual in a hotel room

I didn’t know if the transsexual woman’s dick so deep in my ass made me gay or not, but I didn’t care at that moment. I just wanted her to fill me up and dump her load. The skimpy sundress I was wearing was now pulled down and up around my waist and creating a fabric handle for the woman to pull on as I was bent over taking her cock. my lacy stockings were still up and fortunately my high heels were still on, keeping my ass in a nice upright position with my head so low to the ground.

I had purchased the sundress and stockings that afternoon in preparation for my date that night with Betty. We had met online. She knew I was a wanna be sissy cock slut but had never acted on it. She was just happy to have an ass to dive her dick into. She was a beautiful but masculine woman. Much taller than me at 6 foot and a much bigger dick. She had olive skin that was so smooth and her implants were a good supple size, but not too big for her. It was a hotel meet up so there wasn’t much talking. I had rented the room and was fully sissified out when she showed up. She laughed at my attempt to dress sexy.

Say Thank You [MF][Rough Sex][Pet Play]

I recently met her, in person, after several weeks of talking on social media. Which was plenty long enough to know some of the things she wanted to try and all things she had been missing out on. I knew her husband no longer made her feel sexy and though she received attention from other men, because she was attractive, she needed to be dominated, taken and used for someone’s desires. She was tired of organising everything and being in control. She needed to let go of things and just let them happen for a change. She wanted to see lust so strong in a man’s eyes that he couldn’t control his urges. She knew I could do those things for her.

 

She knew I could be rough and mean which was perfect for her, because she didn’t want a gentleman. She wanted the kind of guy who wasn’t afraid to take her out a bar, then fuck her in the nearest dirty alley, shoving her down on her knees with the rest of the garbage, pound his cock down her throat, tear her ass up and cum on her face. Unfortunately, it’s too cold this time of year for that sort of thing, so I teased her until her husband was out of town, with business, and she agreed I could come over.

Trying to find a book for a friend but Idon’t have much to go on…

I’m just going to copy and paste her description of what she remembers here:
“a book that I read sometime between 1988 and 1992 (so it wouldn’t have been published later than that.) Don’t remember the title, obviously, or even the slightest clue about it. I found it at the library, I’m pretty sure in the horror section (that’s what I remember it being billed as.) I think it had a whole bunch of different characters all linked somehow.

Anyway, the scene I remember was this girl named Carol; I think she was a teenager or in her early 20s. She’s hitchhiking and gets picked up by this guy who starts hitting on her. He tells her to open up the glove compartment and pull out a handkerchief in there, and then he tells her he’d masturbated into it. He tells her how he’d pulled over to the side of the road and wanked (I think it was a British book, or at least set in the UK.) She concludes that she has no choice but to fuck him — I don’t remember if he actually threatens her or if he’s just bigger and stronger or what. But she tells him okay, if I make it good for you, will you let me go/not hurt me/something? And so she climbs into the back of his truck and lets him fuck her.