Category: sexystories

The Desolation of Jasmin [ENF] [Humiliation] [Revenge]

18 year old Jasmin was for lack of a better terms, a goody two shoes.
A gorgeous Latina with olive skin and a prim attitude.
You could always identify Jasmin by the bright floral dresses she loved to wear.
Knee length and flowy the dresses gave her a regal, classic beauty look rare in these days.
Clutching her books to her large chest she walked down the school hallways with a “better than you” attitude on the daily.

One day however, Jasmin walked by a group of boys smoking marijuana in the hall.
Being the girl that she was, she quickly found an administrator and returned with him in tow to tattle on the boys.
With a smug look on her face, she stood by as her classmates were scolded and handed detention slips.
Then with proper posture and her nose turned up she walked away, feeling good about her deeds.

After school that day Jasmin hung around to help teachers clean boards, in hopes of extra credit.
To her excitement one teacher offered just that, 5% extra credit if she cleaned the board in room 3B.
Little did she know 3B was the detention room.
Here she would soon come face to face with boys she had tattled on, and a few more nefarious school kids.
Upon entering the room Jasmin was greeted with scowls, her reputation as a teachers pet preceded her. Read more »

[META] need help finding a story

Hello all! No idea if im doing this right or if its allowed, but im looking for a story. An older one. It was about a couple in a world where sex and gender is chosen at 18. Until then everyone is androgynous with zero sexual organs. Does that ring a bell for anyone? Thank for your help!

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 10 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​

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. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​

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Chapter 10

The following morning, Joan had woken early and showered. She was wrapping her damp body in a large, thick towel when Tommy stepped into the master bathroom and closed the door behind him. He was stark naked, one hand behind his back.

“Get on your knees, slut!”

“Tommy, you’re father is right outside, in bed!”

“Ah, he’s asleep. So you better be quiet.”

“I’m not going to my knees. Now get out of my way.” She moved to pass him. He grabbed the towel and tugged it off of her. Her soft tits bounced free, and her ass wobbled. Turning swiftly, his hidden hand reached behind her.

SNAP!

“OWW!” Joan yelped! Something sharp and narrow had struck her sore behind. Her naked tits flounced and her bare ass quivered.

“I said, get on your knees, Mommy.” Evil burned in Tommy’s eyes. He struck her hip, next. She saw the metal edged, wooden ruler in his hand. Read more »

A science trip with more chemistry then expected [fake] [malefemale]

So, it all started a few weeks ago at a science day/talk up north, not everyone went and it was a pretty pricey trip but me and my best friend went. We were in year 12, our first year of A levels and so still relatively young, however we were old enough to be turned on by women. That’s for certain. So it’s two thirds of the way through the day, scientists have come and gone ( all male and pretty boring) however, what happened next was different. A young ish woman with brown hair, a tight red top that massively pronounced her tits and tight black jeans which showers how thick her ass and thighs were strides into the stage. She’s Talking about chemistry and – well it has to be said I wanted chemistry more than anything in that moment. Her ass jiggled as she walked around her demonstrations, now you must know that I’ve always been a sucker for teacher on student porn, so this was heaven. My bulge started to grow and it was nearing the end of her talk. My friend taps me on the shoulder and says it’s a bit obvious. So excusing myself I rush off to the toilets closest by, making the mistake (or maybe lucky mistake) of not looking at the gender signs. I rush into a cubicle and ahhh My huge boner springs out of its cage. I start to play with myself a bit until I start to moan softly. That’s when I hear what I assumed was another male enter. I was in the only cubicle and so I prayed he would go to a urinal. I was wrong, the person went straight for the cubicle, which turned out to be unlocked due to my particular clumsiness. I looked up in shyness to find the door hadn’t been closed and there in all her glory was the scientist who had brought this rush on in the first place. Moments before my friend had texted me a photo looking at the woman’s behind and it was that now that was being stared at by the woman. She didn’t say a word. She slowly turned around, walked out of the cubicle and to the bathroom door, where without any hesitation, locked it shut, I was stuck. “I’m guessing you enjoyed my talk then?” She asked slowly, “and also the women’s bathroom too?” I looked up sheepishly the realisation dawning on me that I was in the woman’s bathroom. I apologised repeatedly whilst she stood in silence, licking her lips slowly. I stood up to leave and was blocked by her thicc frame blocking the way. “I should leave-“ I managed. “Oh no you can’t leave darling” “our business hasn’t even begun yet” and with that she winked seductively. Then she revealed the second cubicle door to her right, pushed me into the first cubicle and unlocked the bathroom door once more.i was now stuck in the cubicle with her and women could enter the bathroom at any moment. She put a finger to her lip sticked lips and slowly pulled down my grey school trousers until my boner leapt out of my pants. She took it into her hands and started to suck it, with all the events of the last moment I took in the view with pleasure, short moans escaping from my mouth as she devoured my cock. Next she stood up and seductively took down her own tight black jeans to reveal a set of red panties which were quickly disposed of. She leaned and whispered a single phrase, “fuck me! That was all I needed to hear, I leaned against the cubicle door and waited for her silent touch of her pussy to meet mine. She thrusted in and out here ass cheeks clapping with the force of my cock inside her. She moaned in short bursts that made me even more horny, her tight pussy putting the perfect pressure on my cock. And then another person walked in the bathroom, I stopped thrusting and through my hand to the scientists mouth, forcing her to stifle her moan. As the person in the cubicle next to us started their business I slowly started to thrust again over and over until I was about to burst, I accidentally lost my grip on her mouth and she Delaware’s an outburst of orgasms louder than life. I too could no longer hold my cock and I moaned “where shall I cum baby” she screamed back “wherever you fucking want” and so I kept thrusting until I cummed inside of her. And we stayed in that toilet fucking until the end of the talk and everyone had left, we now keep in touch from time to time and use each other has fuck buddies

Sylvia’s Feet [mmf] [foot fetish] [mast]

this piece was commissioned by /u/Wumbo123. had to change some names – sorry for the title mix up.

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When I was a kid, my next door neighbor, Julia, spent most summer days at my house. Her parents were religious and strict and required her to wear long clothing, even in the summer. As a result, she couldn’t go to the pool like everyone else. And I loathed the heat, so the pool was the last place I wanted to be.

So, Julia would come over and we’d spend our days indoors. In my room. On the bedroom floor, reading magazines, listening to music. We were maybe twelve years old. Every time she came over, the first thing she did was take her shoes off. You’d think I’d fantasize about the rest of her body—the stuff that was off limit. But instead, I focused on her feet. I looked forward to everything about her arrival. How she’d sit on the floor. How she’d toss her long brown hair back and sigh with relief as she took off her shoes. Even the smallest thing—like taking off her shoes—was so freeing for her. I couldn’t help but get aroused. I couldn’t help but focus on her feet. Sexualize them, even. Read more »

The Yellow Ferrari [MF]

You pick me up in your Ferrari, its bright yellow sheen reflecting on my pale skin like sunlight. You wear a new navy suit, and I see it in all its glory when you step out of the driver’s seat. You admire my red dress, the maroon velvet clinging to my curves like it was painted on. My red hair cascades like waves around my face, and my dark lipstick perfectly frames my rosebud lips. You say *Happy Valentines* *Day* and tell me I look beautiful, and I blush because I know I do. You take my hand and lead me away from the footpath towards the car, its sheen looking brighter the closer I get. You tell me to be careful, because my heels are high and the car is low and you don’t want to see my pretty little face hurt. I climb into the seat, delicately trying to keep my legs together and stay as innocent as I pretend to be. Read more »

Our last night together… [FM]

Outside, the snow steadily falls. A few flakes, caught in a breeze, dance outside the window. The warmth of the fire protects you from the cold trying to seep into our room, it’s warm glow paints your naked body a beautiful amber.

My arms wrap around your body, our bare skin warming each other. I kiss your neck and pull you close. “I know you have to go, but come back to bed a little longer baby.” You’re conflicted, your body aches for another chance to feel me inside you, but you know that this fantasy needs to come to an end.

“I shouldn’t…” your voice betrays your emotions. But the uncertainty in your voice can not be denied. I continue to kiss down your neck and along your shoulder, you can feel my desire growing. Unable to take any more, you turn to face me, and we embrace. Without a word, we both know that “I shouldn’t” has now disappeared and is replaced by the burning desire we have for each other. Reality can wait a little while longer…

Katherine goes walking in the rain

Katherine is annoyed. She can hear the rain falling but that isn’t the reason.

She has decided that today she wants to feel sexy but not too obvious. As it is raining, a nice idea would be to just wear nothing above her waist except her zip-up waterproof jacket – then she can adjust the zip as she feels like! But, recently, she has noticed that standards of dress have fallen so much she isn’t sure that would actually get her much notice. In the bar she works in, girls come in wearing see through mesh tops, clearly showing nipples and areolae, or tiny bolero jackets with a short piece of string holding it together across their breasts and obviously nothing underneath. Even early in the evening. Did they wear those to work? That idea really excites her — maybe she should try that for Uni another day.

In the end, as she isn’t intending to actually flash anyone today, she decides to just wear something that feels sexy for her. She really wants support for her large tits for the several hours shopping she has planned, so she puts on her favourite bra: very frilly, red and black. But no shirt. She also wears a red g-string, a short (but not tiny) black skirt, her favourite black and white thigh socks and pink trainers. And her rain jacket over the bra. Read more »

A Story That Begins During the 2017 Women’s March… Certainly, This Won’t Be for Everyone… [MF] [Misogyny, Betrayal] (1,600~ Words; Includes Trigger Warning)

**TRIGGER WARNING:**

As mentioned in the title, this short story of mine certainly won’t be for everyone. It originated as a role-playing prompt intended for a *very* specific purpose. Then, I realized there were likely others who’d also get some value out of it — even if that value was only borrowing the story below and using it as their own prompt. Which you have my permission to do, by the way.

This post is not intended to offend anyone. If you must feel an angry comment below, go ahead, that’s what the comments are for. I hope you get some catharsis out of it. Just know, I won’t be fighting back. I have no intention of engaging in any political debates.

With all that out of the way, let’s get to the actual disclaimer part. This story contains all the themes you’re expecting it to, so I won’t apologize for that. You read the title, after all. But I will say, if you’ve ever experienced any kind of online humiliation or abuse, this story might not be for you. These concepts are handled very mildly, with no real trauma involved. But I figured I may as well let you know in advance. Read more »

m4M BDSM 1st part, would love some feedback.

Sometimes I have moments when I step back from my daily grind and wonder: “How the Hell did I end up in this predicament?”. The answer is simple. I begged him to do this to me.

Like a lot of guys, more than I ever realized, I wound up in a situation where I became single. Between work, bills, and life in general; I fell into a rut. Most of my friends got married and moved off to start their lives, and my social life suffered horribly. Online dating sucks and if anything did come of it, the minute my kinks were brought up, things got weird quickly. Read more »