[FF] The Tutor pt. 9

*The Summer I Grew Up* placed third in the Golden Clitorides award for the Best Gay / Lesbian / Gender Bending Story of 2017! Thanks to everyone who voted.

Sorry it’s taken so long to update this story, but I had deadlines to keep and miles to go before I sleep… ;-)

Cotton Nightie

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Chapter 9
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Waking with Megan pressed against her back instantly stilled Alicia’s nightmare. Dillon had been dragging her into an inky darkness by her bare legs. His too-long fingers had suckers like the tentacles of an octopus and his gaping mouth was filled with needles instead of teeth.

Megan whispered soothing sounds and stroked her tenderly. “You’re safe. I’ve got you.”

Yawning, Alicia stretched and rolled over to kiss her girlfriend good morning. *Girlfriend.* The thought settled her heart after the bad dream. Kissing Megan was so different than kissing guys. The biggest difference was how soft her skin was. Even if a guy shaved close, the texture was completely different. And the feeling of their breasts pressing together never got old.

I just had to

So I work in a female dominated profession and that being the case often times I’m surrounded by women of all types shapes colors and I’ve learned to appreciate women of all types shapes and colors. Now my wife she is a gorgeous little Irish red headed girl and I just love the heck out of her but I also find myself attracted To larger women as well one in particular my office all my she is stacked. This woman is a gorgeous white woman with a huge beautiful ass Her tits are not too big but they’re nice. I found myself fantasizing about her more and more and today was just like any other day except it’s finally warm here in Ohio and she’s wearing a Sun dress and every time she walks to her office it just dances back-and-forth.

Forced to jerk off in front of the workplace boss [Str8][MF][Fdom]

*Popping a boner at work is pretty unprofessional, don’t you think?*

Especially in front of your boss. I’d probably write you up in disgust
if I didn’t want to see what you could do with that thing. So that’s your
punishment. Show me your dick. I know you won’t run to HR about it.

Not bad. While I’m ahead I’d ask you your kill count with that thing but
seeing your search activity on the network during your breaks I’m making
an estimated guess of zero. Yeah, I look at that kind of stuff. Yours
the most. You have some pretty interesting and specific tastes, almost
like you’re looking for someone exactly, or at least someone who looks like them.

As if you had an intimidating, strict boss who you’d had enough of one day
and you wanted to throw her onto the floor, pull her by the hair and shove your cock
between her lips and down her throat, hearing it squelch and hearing me-uh, her, gag
and spit and make muffled protests, staring into her eyes that are rolling into the
back of her head, letting yourself go pumping your cum right into her stomach.

I want you to hunt me and stuff me [Mf] [outdoors]

When Toby arrived at the entrance of the woods, her car parked on the road, the first thing she did was kick off her slippers and wrench down her pink sweats. She shuddered as the morning breeze tickled her bare legs, its cool whispers soothing her lubed-up asshole and teasing her drenched pussy. It was finally the day of the great game; the wildest match of hide and go seek in human history.

Her shirt came off next, falling to the asphalt without a sound. Her heartbeat raced as she knelt forward, feeling her cheeks part to greet the dark sky as she picked up her clothes and threw them into her car. The road was barren. The trees whispered to each other, but the birds were still asleep. It had stormed all night, but she could see the stars and the crescent moon now, bright as ever. The world smelled of the enchanting aftermath: lush and alive. Toby wondered if her men had come, if they were watching from the shadows.

Fantasy Island – The Final Day [Bi] [anal] [Fdom] [Msub]

Sunday, I can hardly believe it. The day was planned as a free for all where the men were encouraged to take advantage of the last day of being able to have sex with other men in a safe environment. What a fantastic service, really. I had no idea I would end up being the top pet and getting all the spoils of the title. A far more personalised and intimate experience than I could have imagined. I had one more night with Charlotte. Be still her beating heart, along with mine.

I went and sat in a chair by the window. A cool breeze was passing through. We had been blessed with beautiful weather, high upon on a hill overlooking the water. Little other signs of life though there were plenty of fishing boats. I took in what I could because by 9 am tomorrow morning, the harem would depart. Could I live here? Perhaps. It was not financial motivation but I yearned for a slower pace of life and it could be found here despite the frenetic view of an orgy environment. You could hear the house waking up as men took showers, had breakfast and engaged in lively conversation with one another. The talk today revolved around what would happen post-program.

MF Gray Thong [Fsub] [Bondage] [bdsm]

You sat there in the gray thong, crouching down on your tip-toes, ass looking like it was left on a platter. So white, just the right contrast with that gray thong.

Hands tied down with rope, rough brown stock, rope twisting and squeezing so your hands constantly push those pale and plush titties up. Little pink nipples, hard as they are, bring out the red of your hair. Your face looks like it’s starting to hurt, too much strain in your ankles, too much pressure pushing on your tits, maybe your back is starting to ache, but you sit obedient just the same.

There’s a thin mattress laying on the hardwood floor in front of you. It would be so easy to just give up and fall on the soft release, I’m not even in the room right now.

You keep the position, wait on me to come back in and pull on that gray thong. You’re at that point where you’re not sweating but perspiring, skin looks like it’s trying to catch a breath on the hot day. I squeeze one of your pink nipples, I pull it out and pull it again. They sure do have some stretch in them if a person had the inclination for that.

New Neighbor [mf] [oral] [mast] [big cock] [creampie] [cumplay]

Sofia was no dummy. She knew the rules. You don’t shit where you eat and you don’t fuck your neighbors. It can just … get messy. If things go south with your neighbor, well … they know where you live. And they’ll cause a scene banging on your door at all hours of the night, they might spread rumors or steal your packages.

She knew the rules. But she couldn’t help herself. A new neighbor moved in on a Tuesday. He was tall, brunette, and muscular. He looked a little like Justin Timberlake. Sofia would do anything to wrap her lips around his cock.

Sitting on her sofa that evening with the TV on in the background, her focus was on Tinder. And there he was. David, 34. Interests included working out, playing video games, and cooking. She couldn’t care less about his interests. She clicked through his photos, looking for something masturbation worthy. But there wasn’t anything. She groaned and liked him.

A message popped up on the screen. They were a match.

“Fuck,” she said.

[MF] Sexy Housemate jumps me in bed (Part 2) [nc] [fdom] [anal]

Part 1 in the comments.

After Laurie and broke up, I talked with Cassie about what happened. She apologized for messing up my relationship and said she had just been feeling really horny. She admitted to taking advantage of my crush on her, but said she wasn’t looking for anything from me and it probably wouldn’t happen again.

I was a little stung, especially after the breakup, but I took it and moved on. After a while, Cassie and I managed to be around each other without being weird, so I assumed everything was cool. Little did I know how crazy she was.

After about six months, I started seeing another woman named Beth. It got serious and one night I unexpectedly used the “L” word. She didn’t say it back, but I was okay with that. These things aren’t always in sync.

That night, I came back to find my housemates all sitting on the couch watching TV, Cassie included. They asked me how my date was and I told them what happened. They all cheered me on and said encouraging things, “she’ll come around,” etc. Cassie didn’t really say anything. I watched with them for a bit before heading to bed.

Mrs. Clarke and her masseuse [mF] [Anal] [Oral]

Hi all. This is my first post here, so please be gentle with me! I initially wrote this for a pen-pal who gave their blessing on me sharing it with more people. So here you go – I hope you all enjoy reading it just half as much as I enjoyed writing it! :)

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Mr. and Mrs. Clarke hadn’t had sex in months, and at this point their sex life was beyond saving. Mrs. Clarke suspected that the Mr. had gotten used to watching porn, and that was the reason that he hadn’t slept with her in so long. Well, she didn’t even care why anymore… She just knew she had physical needs, and the physicality she got from her masseuse Thomas no longer did the job. Especially since he never seemed to get the hint that she wanted more than massages from him. Or maybe he just ignored her, or was too professional, or he respected her wedding ring – she didn’t know, but she knew that she needed more than just massages which lately felt superficial more than anything else. But really, how could he not get the hint when she was laying on that massage table, always without underwear, even spreading her legs to give him a look at her labia? So she decided that the very next week, she was going to make sure he got the hint!

Fantasy Island Day 6 [Bi] [Femdom] [MSub] [oral]

Here comes the weekend!

I felt the lovemaking stain on the bottom sheet and as the morning sun started to flood the room, I looked on at the woman next to me, still oblivious to her surroundings. Not a spot of makeup. Peachy cheeks, full lips and long lashes with a few freckles here and there. Cute by definition. I was going to miss her a lot. I could feel the tears welling up and tried to think about the day ahead. It was going to be my turn to take part of the masculine sex games the others had been getting up to.

I have heard about the “Put The Tongue On The Dick” game. Where the men were in a line, flaccid (or some were stiff, depending on how aroused you were). One man kept score, the other was blindfolded and encouraged to go down the line. Fondle penis and balls. Use tongue and mouth to explore. As he went down the line, the erections began to pile up. Once he had guessed, the next person would be picked and the line would rearrange. It always ended up in a blow job orgy. That idea saw my cock grow stiff as I pottered about the room. I decided to escape for some fresh air and to join the guys for breakfast.