Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 6) [F][Reluc][Exh][ENF][College][SciFi][AltReal]

**Note:** This is all there is of this story. More may be forthcoming, but not a for a while. I’ve just been posting old stuff while I’m on vacation. Enjoy.

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**Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 6)**

The girls arrived at the uniform shop a few minutes later, and given the pleasant evening, Regina had nearly been able to forget her nudity, but stepping into the shop, the bells ringing, reminded her of her first visit of being ‘sparked’ for the first time, and brought her current situation back into focus.

“Sandy!” Evelyn Stevens walked out from the back of the shop, heels clacking on the wooden floor. “Oh, and Regina, you two have met up, I see, excellent!” She gave Sandy a quick hug and nodded to Regina. “Would you girls like some tea? I just made a pot, jasmine. I usually have a cup or two as business ends for the day.” She looked at Regina. “You’re here for some more pajamas, I assume?”

Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 5) [FF][Fsub][Mast][Med][Reluc][Exh][ENF][MC][College][SciFi][AltReal]

**Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 5)**

Regina waited until after dinner to track down the name Miss Stevens had given her days ago. It felt like much longer, but it wasn’t even the end of the first week. She knocked at room 3035 in Turnbull Hall. At half past six, she hadn’t needed to buzz in with her bracelet. Turnbull Hall was a second-year dorm, and much quieter, since the majority of second years weren’t showing up until the weekend. Someone was playing pop music, which she didn’t recognize, but it was echoing from down the hall, making the place seem emptier. One of the things that surprised her was seeing a door for the co-ed common room when she entered the lobby. She wondered if people used it when they had to change into what Regina would only loosely term as pajamas and robes. She re-tucked her blouse and straightened her skirt, steeling herself before walking up to the third floor.

Hanna, Family Secrets, pt 8 [M/s] [m/F] [incest]

“Honey,” Don said to his wife. “I’ve really been thinking about having a security system installed.”

He had been home a week, and frankly, things had been a little weird. He wasn’t the kind of person to rage and demand answers, in fact, he was rather timid for being a large guy, but he felt real strength was not having to prove you were strong. Instead, he decided to try to gather information and have proof before any confrontation. So he had hatched a plan to install a security system with a few hidden upgrades.

In the mornings when she got up, Hanna had been wearing a really sexy gown she had bought a couple of years ago, she’d wear that around until she got dressed for the day. Then at night, when it was apparent they wouldn’t be going anywhere, she’d be back in it. She didn’t even seem to mind wearing it around their son, Pete. She seemed happier, Don wished he was the reason she was happy, but she still mostly ignored him day-to-day. When he had complimented her on the gown, she merely thanked him absentmindedly.

“Why do you want that?” Hanna replied. “It’s not like we have anything worth stealing.”

Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 4) [MF][Fsub][Mast][Oral][Handjob][Sex][Anal][Buk][Reluc][Exh][ENF][College][SciFi][AltReal]

**Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 4)**

The common room wasn’t busy, but there were still about a dozen other girls lounging on couches and chairs, all first years based on their pajamas and piping. None of them seemed shy that their nipples were visible, and in a few cases, their pussies, since some of them were sitting with a leg draped over a chair or couch.

“Is it always this…um…” Regina paused. “Informal?”

“You’re free to be naked down here if you want, though you’d probably get cold. I mean, we keep the temperature a bit warmer here on our side of the dorm, but seriously, my nips have been stiff for two days now.” Regina glanced at her roommate, seeing she wasn’t exaggerating, then, when she saw what was on the TV and went white.

“What the hell?” She hissed. “You’re watching porn?”

“Watch the archaic the swearing, dummy.” Kiera said, leaning in to whisper. “And no, that’s Grey’s Anatomy. Dr. McSomething-or-other…I don’t really follow the show…is just fucking one of the new interns. She’s got some nice tits, though.” Kiera offered.

“But they’re, like, actually fucking. Like, that guy’s a famous actor, and that’s his penis…actually penetrating that woman.”

Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 3) [MF][Fsub][Mast][Reluc][Exh][ENF][College][SciFi][AltReal]

**Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 3)**

True to her word, Kiera left her at the uniform shop, which was a small stand-alone building across the quad from the student union building. The sign on the door read they were open until nine during orientation week, and it was nearly eight. She stepped inside, small bells above the door jangling, and seeing a handful of mannequins wearing uniforms, a few different styles, the colored banding obviously indicating upperclassmen–maroon for her, green for second years, blue, and gold for juniors and seniors.

“You’re out late to still be in uniform.” A young woman said coming out from the back of the shop. “If you’re looking for some last-minute tailoring, Gunderson has already gone home for the day, though I’m expecting you’re here to buy something, considering the time. Most people don’t show up and hour before closing for window shopping, not if it means walking half-way across campus in nothing but stockings and heels. What do you need?”

“Well, um,” Regina cleared her throat, speaking up, “I, um, need enough uniforms to wear all week, I guess, or, well, I don’t know how many, and the school-issued pajamas, I guess…I, um, didn’t know that we were supposed to buy them.”

Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 2) [F][Reluc][Exh][ENF][College][SciFi][AltReal]

**Note:** Nothing new to offer, but thought you might enjoy a little more of this story. Fair warning, not a lot sexy stuff yet, still building the world.

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**Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 2)**

Auditorium B wasn’t nearly as busy as the one where class registrations were held. It made sense, since you only need to pick one extracurricular activity, compared to five classes. She wandered around the large room, looking at all the displays for various sports, crafts, computer programming, astronomy, but she decided on swimming. She was a good swimmer, at least, and it was basically an exercise class with no real competition. She Kiera again shortly thereafter, and approached the girl, this time armed with a little more information.

“Hey, Kiera, did you pick something?”

“Yeah, swimming. How about you?”

“Actually, the same. Um, I actually don’t know the schedule for today, is there something next?”

My after-work routine [F][Mast][Drunk][Desperate]

My mind can be obsessive. There are a few things I can’t stop it from going into overdrive. One of them is sex. I started masturbating early, I guess when I was 12, and since then I’ve spent a pretty huge part of my life doing that, fantasizing about almost everything there is to fantasize about, which is probably why my mind struggles to stop itself when the thought pops in. Don’t get me wrong I have plenty of sex, at least 1-2 times a week, but I’ll still masturbate upwards of 4 times a day. Anyway, back to the point. Because of how my mind reacts at any thought of sex, I have a hard time avoiding it. You’d be surprised how many seemingly monotonous things happen daily that start my neurons firing on all pistons: seeing myself naked in the bathroom mirror, running my soapy fingers or rough sponge over my labia in the shower, the soft fabric of my underwear, zipper, or buttons as I get dressed (or even just sit around), the saddle of my bike between my thighs, the rumble of public transport…As you can probably imagine by now, by the time work is over I’m almost having an anxiety attack about getting back home as fast as possible and treating my body to blissful orgasm. Truth be told, there are days, many days, where I just can’t wait to get home. For those days, I’ve by now found a pretty good repertoire of places I can get to quickly for some much-needed relief (bathrooms, parks, parking lots, restaurants…). Most of the time though, I wait until I get home, because I know that if I can push myself to wait, the anticipation both physical and mental, usually adds up to some pretty incredible orgasms. So, because of that, I’ve kind of developed a bit of a routine.

[MF][Str8][oral][swallow] Golf Course Fun

This is a flashback to an experience I had with my girlfriend in high school. Bored one weekend, she said we should take a drive. Next thing I know, we are sneaking onto the local golf course well after dark. She leads me to the green on a short par 3 and starts using the pin as a stripper pole. Shortly after, her tits are out and she’s on her knees ready to take my member in her mouth. After a few minutes, we are both butt naked and having sex. We did missionary, cowgirl, and doggie with her holding the pin in her hand. About twenty minutes went by and I couldn’t hold back anymore. She again took me in her mouth and I came so hard and much that it ran out of her mouth and onto her face and chest. She rubbed it on her tits while smiling up at me. Then we cleaned up and were on our way. To this day, it’s the best orgasm of my life. Ask me anything.

Confessions of a virgin girl[swallow] [oral]

So one time I was so bored and horny I went into a video sex chat,to make it short I met a guy there and we seem to have a connection,so we video chatted basically everyday,masturbating with each other and having conversations after for 2 hours but the catch is I lied about being not a virgin,I wasnt even sexually active at 21,I had boyfriends but I come from a very conservative family so I wasnt really given freedom before 21,he was my type, but the thing is we are about 10 hours away via plane from each other,its strange that we found ourselves not being able to flirt with anyone else from our countries as we seem to have a connection, so fast forward I booked a round trip ticket to his country,I thought meeting up in real life will be so much different than being in video chat,I was afraid we might not like each other after all,but I was wrong,we made each other laugh and there were no awkward moments,we hit it off right away,we started french kissing,dry humping and I feel his hard on outside his pants and that happened in a quiet alley in the afternoon while we wait for the hotel room,his first thrust was unforgettable,(I didnt have any bleeding because I broke my hymen with physical activities) I felt him deep inside me and I was satiated to finally know what sex feels like,he came inside me twice and all the other cums on my tits and my mouth because he liked to rub his precum and cum all over my tits alot,he also liked to finger me and its so different than masturbating,we fucked for 4 days straight,fucking before we sleep,everytime we wake up in the middle of the night and when he wakes up and I give him a handjob before I take him in my mouth(which I am also a first timer in but according to him I was the best sucker he ever experienced,that being said he already had 4 sexual partners) I think its cause I was so sexually hungry after being a virgin for a long time and I now happen to know I want a dick inside my mouth alot.

FUCKING MY MARRIED FRIEND [mf] [oral] [mast] [swallow] [cheat]

I was at this party about three years ago and was introduced to a woman named Hannah who grew up right down the street from me. We were the same age, had lots of mutual friends in common, and yet, we’d never met. She was stunning. Six feet, curvy, natural red hair, thighs for days. Just gorgeous. Thick in all the right places. But … I was in a relationship and she was married. We became friends and would occasionally grab coffee.

When my relationship ended, Hannah was there. She brought me dinner one evening, we sat on the couch and talked about life and the meaning of things. She was happily married and had a three year old, but I would be lying if I said I didn’t fantasize about her.

Some time passed and I got an e-mail from her saying she was hosting a fundraiser for work and needed a full room. She said she’d written some other people we knew and said that I was attending—using me as bait to get other mutual friends to turn out. I responded to her message by saying, “Sneaky sneaky.”