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The Damaged Stowaway. Part 7. [MMf][Reluctance][Str8]
She came down the stairs to see her Daddy, standing against the kitchen counter. His voice was loud and booming, thick with a few bottles of beer.
“There you are sweet” He chuckled, throwing his hands out in exclamation as if to show her off.
“What is it you wanted Daddy?” She asked sweetly. She sensed something was different, but she wasn’t sure what.
“Oh, nothing for me yet…” He smirked as she walked towards him. “Actually, you’re here for my friend, see?” He said, pointing her to the lounge.
Dimly lit with only a few dull lights in the corners, she had missed the other man. His lean, but tall figure sat causally lounged on the couch. His face smirking back at her, cocky and arrogant.
“I’ve heard so much about you, Lily” He spoke, voice cool and smooth. He was also, apparently, a few drinks deep. A small line of empty bottles lined the coffee table, along with a couple of discarded cigarettes.
“Oh… It’s nice to meet you.” Lily stuttered, caught off guard. She felt her uneasiness growing. Another man? Another stranger? Her heart was already racing, and she felt herself begin to fidget in nervousness.
Meeting up with Ms. Anaya [MF] [12 yr age gap] [Weed]
I used to watch her a lot. My science teacher. In class, I would spend most of my time fantasizing about her. What she looked like naked, how warm her skin might feel next to mine. She was older, 27 and I was 15 at the time but even then, I could appreciate her blue eyes, big ass and tiny waist. I used to ask her for help in class just to watch her tits jiggle in front of me when she’d wear low cut shirts. And her scent, I don’t know what it was but she smelled so exciting to me, sweet, sultry. Sometimes, I would feel like she wanted me too. But, sadly, she never crossed the line with me.
I was 19 when I found her on social media again. I sent a request and a couple days later heard back. It seemed like she still taught at my old high school and she looked better than she did before. She had lost weight but somehow still managed to keep her big juicy ass and D cup titties. I felt myself getting all fucking wet and excited. My cock grew hard underneath my jeans. I had to fuck her at least once and I was going to a local college down the way, if ever I had a chance, this would be it.
Fucking a former teacher [cougar]
When I was in 8th grade I had a teacher offer a threesome with my then girlfriend and I. She immediately started laughing and claimed she was joking and apologized but in her “apology” she wondered out loud who would be better at eating her pussy between the two of us. It never happened then but I did see her at a bar when I was 19 and using a fake ID. She again claimed to be joking but said she knew I was underage and would have me thrown out of the place unless I agreed to fuck her that night.
HIGH SCHOOL TEACHER, PT. 1 [MAST, CHEAT]
I posted a photo of some food. That’s how it all started. An old high school teacher commented saying how delicious the food looked. So, I DM’d her to share a few more food pics. She joked that she was stuck at home with two young kids and that I was making her jealous.
“What can I do to make you less jealous?” I asked.
“Hmmm,” she said. “Post less pics?”
“Hah ok,” I said.
A lengthy catch up unfolded. What are you up to? Where are you living these days? She said I looked like I’d turned into quite the handsome man. I confessed that I’d always had a crush on her as a teacher. She said she was the older teacher now, at a different school, halfway across the country. And she didn’t feel like the sexy young teacher anymore. I told her she was still gorgeous, and I was sure as many kids were hot for her today as they were in my class.
She said it was nice to catch up, but, speaking of kids … she had to pick the older one up from school.
Poison [MF]
She is poison. She is venom of the worst sort. I find myself sitting across from her anyway. Worse still, I find myself wanting her, her poison be damned! Wanting to roll the dice and taste her seduction; without choking on the poison that always comes with it.
She is poison. She’s destroyed men I felt were much stronger than me. Still, I’m getting drawn into her eyes that study me, feeling her striping the clothes virtually off of my body, imagining all of the ways she will pull me in, desperate to wanting her touch.
She is poison, and I cannot help myself but to want a taste of it. I’ve always come to her rescue after she’s burned all the bridges down around her. I’ve always given her the shoulder to cry on, the understanding, the loyalty. Before now, I avoided the poison that she is. But I have lived my life avoiding poisons of all sorts. I have driven down the road of the straight and narrow and still have gotten rammed into. My life is currently a car wreck of metal and flesh and blood and bone. I hurt, I weep. And I am too tired to avoid a possible taste of poison now. From my current vantage point, dying from her wicked poison seems a fate better than dying from what already ails me.
Late night at the office
I am cleaning the office and see her at her desk all alone. I am wondering why she is at the office so late. She didn’t hear or see me because she’s so caught up with whatever she’s working on. But then one of my earphones falls out of my ear as I grab a garbage can and I hear a moan. I turn and look at her. That’s when I realize she has her legs on her desk and head leaned all the way back. I slowly walk up behind her so that she doesn’t notice me. I see her heels off, panties on the ground, blouse unbuttoned showing off her sexy black satin bra. She’s rubbing her clit with a little vibrator.
My dick instantly gets hard, so I quietly unzip my pants and take it out. it’s so uncomfortable to have a boner with pants on. I’m stroking my cock just listening to her moan and watching her rub her clit. I want a taste of that pussy so bad. She’s yelling, “Yes, daddy, yes.” I’m imagining her saying that about me. I can’t take it anymore, so I approach her and cover her mouth and look right into her eyes. She freaks out and she tries to sit up straight and cover herself but my grip over her mouth is so firm that all she does is sit still in shock.
Her first time [MF, oral, nc, prost]
The first time she had done it, was for some beer. It wasn’t that she was a prude, but the opportunity had never really come up for her to have sex. But when her parents left town for the weekend, she had decided to throw her first, and ultimately only, party. She had let people know about it, invited a lot of people she barely knew. She was new to this high school and she wanted to make friends. What better way than a no parents party? She had spent almost all the money she had saved up for food and snacks, put up all the valuable shit, but she was still lacking alcohol. She tried a few stores with her fake id, but they were honest employees and ran her off. With the party coming up the next day, she’d been desperate.
So, going to one of the few stores within walking distance, she’d asked a couple men and women to buy her some. She was a bit nervous as they already lived right in a sketchy part of town, but even then, people were rejecting her. Frustrated, she almost left when a man whistled at her from the corner of the store near the dumpster.
Confessions of a hyper-sexed corporate executive (1.7) [M/F]
**(Same as before, be kind and give me constructive feedback and criticism)**
So my morning routine started. I would wake up and get ready for work, pop by next door, drain Meacham’s balls and went off to work. I used to wear makeup before I started, but Meacham was a heavy sweater and a hard fucker. After 3 days of running mascara, I simply started wearing makeup at work. At first, it was aggravating, being used like that, but deep down i enjoyed it. Just wished my clothes wouldn’t look rumpled with sweat stains. Meacham wanted to come around every night, but I stopped him when I told him my son might notice. He enjoyed me too much to risk stopping our entire arrangement. Of course, he made me pay for it. My mouth had never been so sore. We settled into a comfortable rhythm, a rather mutually beneficial arrangement. I wasn’t leaving poor timmy alone though. Since my building had a variety of handicapped toilets, I introduced little timmy into pleasing women.
My craziest gangbang. Slutrocknroll
I’ll tell you about the biggest gangbang I’ve ever had.
I know this story may sound crazy, but it’s absolutely true.
We have a couple of swinger friends whose wife has the same body as me, two big tits, and a good big ass whose big buttocks bounce well with each cock stroke. She also likes to be gangbanged and serve as cum dump for the guys. I’m the sluttiest but she never says no to a good dick either.
One day, when she knows my slutty lifestyle, she tells me that she would like to spend a day with me and that we are both used by the men who come to my house. What we did. I did not fail to warn my lovers to be sure that the number of men who visit us is sufficient.
As she loved very much, my husband who is never short of ideas to make me an even more slutty slut, suggested that we place an ad on several sites.
Here is the announcement: “Two married cum dump sluts will be available for men only, from Saturday 10am to Sunday 10pm without interruption. Come in large numbers, to fuck them like bitches and use them as cum dump. The door will be open, you come in and you fuck them all you want. They like to be insulted and treated like pieces of meat.
Possibility of bareback fuck if test ok.
Here is the address……”