That Time I Accidentally Discovered A Glory Hole [Straight] [M/f] [Young] [Teen] [Gloryhole] [Strangers] [Schoolgirl]

It happened when I was walking back from school one day.

I was an innocent – well, mostly innocent – young, teenage girl. It was a hot, summer’s afternoon so I was just wearing a little pink tank top and these tight, denim shorts with rainbow colored thigh-highs. I usually just head straight home from school but as it was so hot, I had been drinking a lot more water than usual and suddenly found myself needing to go to the bathroom.

Out of desperation, I ended up taking a detour down a secluded alley that I’d never been near before in hope that I’d find an isolated spot to pee. I followed the dirty, bumpy path down and found that it went on longer than I expected. I was tempted to yank my shorts down there and then and hope nobody would walk past and see my exposed, hairless little slit but instead I carried on walking and finally reached the end. I appeared to have taken a stroll into the countryside as there was just grassy hills stretching as far back as the eye could see, except not too far in the distance following another wonky-looking path appeared to be a public restroom. So with my backpack slung over my shoulders and my body trembling with desperation, I quickly moved towards it, my slender legs carrying me as fast as they could go.

Business hotel meetup.

order a drink as I sit down at the bar next to you taking a moment to gaze over every inch of your perfect body. Knowing where the night is going to lead us, but not wanting to get there quite yet. I am too distracted by your beauty to even hear the bartender asking me if I want to start a tab. We make small talk about my flight and the weather as the hustle and bustle from the lobby begins to slow and the bar starts to clear our. We have both had a few drinks by now are are getting more handsey. I call for the bartender to pay our tab and as he walks away to take the payment our eyes meet and we both know it is time to head up to the room.

I take your hand in mine as we head to the elevators it seems to take forever for the elevator to get to the lobby, and as we are waiting I pull you close and start to kiss down your neck. As my lips touch your collar bone you let out a soft moan that whispers through the now empty lobby. I kiss back up your neck and along your jaw running my hand down your back and cupping your gorgeous ass over your dress.

Staycation[M/F, sex slave]

One week.

 

For one week I am his.

 

It’s my week vacation from work and I want to just get away.

 

“I have a place to stay. It’ll cost no money but it isn’t free.” A message in my inbox one day after posting my ad.

 

“And what’s the cost?” My mind goes to cooking and cleaning during my break. Same old, same old.

 

“I can have you whenever I want. However I want.” That reply. That reply has me pressing my thighs together. I’m already wet at the thought. Those few words in that reply and my hand is itching to go south.

 

“I only play safe.” Some guys get turned off by my unwillingness to risk pregnancy.

“You’ll make it up to me.” My hand makes the journey.

 

Days later he is picking me and taking me to his place. The ride is filled with silence. Anticipation and nerves have gotten the better of me as they always do. He was warned and shown that I wasn’t a skinny girl. What if he cares now. Is he repulsed? What if… My thoughts stop as he places a hand between my thighs. Soon I am bucking against his exploring hand and we are stopping. Before leaving the car he put each finger in my mouth to be sucked clean of my wetness.

Lauren uses her safe word for the first time

Lauren stepped onto the front porch before she turned around and quietly shut the front door. Last she knew Levi was still fast asleep in bed.

The sun’s rays were just barely breaking through the tree line and a layer of fog hung close to the ground, a brisk breeze completing the morning. With a shiver, Lauren pulled her hoodie on, a black one with cat ears on the hood, shoving her hands into the front pocket. She had a backpack on, intent on using it to carry the groceries from the store back to the house.

She quietly left the porch, careful not to hit the creaky boards, and started to jog. The grocery store was just a few blocks away, but due to the trees, actually seeing the store wasn’t possible from the house.

Just as Lauren entered the store, someone shoved past her from behind, scrambling to get into the store.

“Turtle! Turtle!” The person, a woman, screamed.

Lauren raised an eyebrow, confused. Almost as quickly as the woman had stumbled into the store, employees were rushing to lock the doors and move the frightened woman away from the large pane windows that constituted the front wall of the store.

New Fuck Toy (MF, Maledom)

How did i get so lucky with him? I ask myself as he pulls me into his arms. Our lips lock and he thrusts his tongue into my mouth. I fight his tongue with my own, savoring the flavour, the feel of his tongue on mine. I feel myself growing wetter in my panties as i feel his hands, so hot on my skin, trace down my back and squeeze my ass.

I gasp as he lifts me up and i quickly wrap my legs around his waist. I can feel his hard cock rubbing against my dampening pussy. Shivers wrack my body as i moan. The smell of my arousal starts to linger around us. I crash my lips back to his as he slides my shirt off. My breasts reluctantly release the shirt and my nipples harden under his gaze. I lean back as he takes one into his mouth. The heat!

Blindfolded seduction [FM]

I greet you at the door with a hug and kiss while I wrap a blindfold around your eyes. I take your hand and lead you to the bedroom. I take off your shirt and start to kiss you. I kiss down your chest, my hands tracing down your sides, until I reach your waist. I undo your jeans while kissing your belly gently, and slide them past your hips, freeing your cock. I brush the tip gently with my lips, before pushing you to sit down on the bed and finish undressing you.

I kneel in front of you, which you can only tell because you feel my breath on your legs. You reach for me and tangle your hands in my hair. I tsk-tsk at you and stand up, pushing you back on the bed, where I tie your hands to the headboard.

You can hear me moving around the room, but you can’t tell you what I’m doing. You start to ask, but I hush you by putting something in your mouth – lace panties, soaked with my juices. You can smell my arousal and taste my pussy. Your cock twitches in response and starts to leak precum.

You are Irresistible

I’ve been fantasizing about him for months – and the perfect opportunity is finally here.

I smile as I pull on one of my favorite pink blouses. It shows a healthy amount of boob, and is loose enough that it covers my intrusive belly. Ugh. Well, doesn’t matter. Today I am irresistible. Definitely no bra. I reach down and give my nipples a little pinch. They happily harden and are clearly visible through the thin fabric of my clothing. Perfect.
Sam is a nice boy. Very nice. He’s about 6′, 26 years old, athletic, dusty blond hair and pretty green eyes. His parents are very proud of him. They take every opportunity to brag about him and volunteer his amazing attributes. When I asked if he could help me take some holiday decor down from our attic they were only too happy to give me his number.

From there it was easy to plan. I arranged with him a time that he was home visiting his parents for the holidays. He would come over, help take down the decorations, and I would feed him lunch. Little does he know what else I plan to feed him. I grin a little evilly to myself. This is going to be such fun.

Only One Night

So, confession:

My crush on my teacher never really stopped.

Let’s call him Mr. W. It started approximately 9 years ago when I began his English class at small local high school. I had known about him prior to starting the class as my boyfriend at the time would often talk about him. He was known for being a bit of a peacock, overly confident with a favoritism toward his athlete students who played for him on the baseball team. He was newly divorced and the only halfway decent looking teacher on staff, making him the default target of any girl infatuated with an authority figure.

Now, I had never had strong feelings toward anyone. Even with my few boyfriends, I had never found them physically attractive. All of my sexual interest has been targeted at people who are unrealistic, like celebrities. For that reason, I have given up on enjoying that aspect of my life. To this day, I have I have never met anyone in person who I could lust after. Until him.

An Exhibitionist Train Ride (FM) NSFW

The train shakes as it continues to chug alone down the road. You may on the bottom bunk alone in your commuter bed. You can feel each vibration of the track, each bounce of the changing rails, and each sway of the train. Reaching under the sheets you give your crotch a small tease. Lightly you rub yourself through your panties, teasing and playing to your liking.

  Back and forth you slowly add more and more pressure. You can feel the fabric of your panties being swallowed by your tight pussy. You move from your tight vagina to your clit as moans slowly fill the empty room. You can hear footsteps pass by as other train riders pass from cart to cart. Luckily the chugging of the train masks your lustful noises.

  Thrusting for release you remove your top and undo your bra. One hand remains down your pants as your free hand begins to play with your nipple. You pinch and pull as the train continue to vibrate and shake. Feeling your nipple stiffen you move onto the other. Each pinch of pull of your sensitive nipple brings you joy. Over and over again you feel wave after wave of release grace your body. The ecstasy fills the air.

The Pregnant Woman on the Ferris Wheel

It was a sweltering day in the middle of July, and FunWorld was packed. I was accompanying my girlfriend of just over three years, Lisa, and her parents, who annually met extended family here for reunions. These familial gatherings were a fairly exhausting exercise, putting on a nice face and talking about my job or whatever other trivial tidbit to 20 different 2nd tier cousins. Standard obligatory boyfriend stuff, but I was still relieved when Lisa and I could break off and do our own thing.

The sun was hanging sexily low in the sky, bathing the amusement park in that magic, yellow-orange, late afternoon summer light. It made Lisa’s platinum blonde bob glisten. We got a funnel cake and sat near a directory sign that laid out the major landmarks of the park.

“What do you feeling like riding?” I asked her.

“Ooooh The Devil’s Dirge!” she excitedly suggested.

This coaster was the park’s newest attraction: one of those towering, loop-filled, highest-allowable-speed-and-height kind of monstrosities.

“Yeeesssss! Think the line is still super long?” We’d considered riding earlier, but the wait was around 3 hours.