I’m too young for sex :( pt. 18 [fM][first]

By Wednesday I knew something was up. Our private prep school thrives on scandal. The beach bust had fed the gossip mills for the last couple of weeks, but since Mark had taken Bethany and I home the three of us had been largely ignored.

Joe’s involvement and parental house arrest was discussed as much as Camden’s sudden departure to an all-girls boarding school. There was actually a betting pool on who the next *what’s her name* would be when his grounding was up in two weeks.

When Bethany’s name showed up on a copy of the pool I found in the girls’ locker room, I figured it was someone’s idea of a joke. Then I noticed groups of girls whispering together would stop when I walked by. I finally figured out what happened when I was on my way into the lunch room. My brother grabbed my arm and pulled me into a side hallway.

“What the fuck, Steph? Who did you tell?” he hissed.

At first I was confused, then it was like a light went on and I saw what had happened. The word must be out that Joe was hooking up with Bethany.

A Bit of Shade [MF][Mdom][Fsub][anal][bd][nc][first person]

> Seeing how this goes. A little something I wrote for someone who had a good RP prompt a while ago, so apologies for all the ‘you’ and ‘your’ strewn throughout. Future stories, if I do post them here, won’t have that.

I sigh in ecstasy as I pull my cock out of your tight and unwilling ass. You’re yesterday’s fresh catch, and I just had to give you a good early-morning ass-fuck to remind you of your new status as my personal fucktoy. Your plaintive moans through the ring gag that had kept your mouth fastened on my cock most of the night had been more than enough to fully awaken me for the long day ahead. It was a shame that I couldn’t give the rest of you the fucking you deserved, but it would have to wait. I was still on the run, the authorities were looking for you and thus for me too, even if they didn’t know it yet. I hadn’t recognized you when I’d stolen you off the sidewalk from the nearby college campus (an impressive feat if I do say so myself) but it turns out you are a rather important young lady and this was causing me no end of anxiety and grief. So for all the trouble you’ve caused I say you deserve all the rough anal I’ve given you, and more, but we need to get on the road and get the hell out of Dodge. I clean myself off and zip up my pants, returning to your restrained form on the hotel bed, your frightened and dry, red eyes pleading with me, the sweat gleaming on your body telling of this morning’s exertions.

Room 310…on Display [Str8][F4M][Hotel sex][Fsub][First time together][Masturbation][Mdom]

I watch him move further into the room with confidence. He watches me as I watch him. The closeness of him making my pussy drip like a leaky faucet. *”Hi baby girl,”* he says as he watches me try to catch my breath. His voice makes me squeeze my thighs together to ease the ache.

*”Hi Daddy”*, I respond barely above a whisper as I watch him still watching me. He smiles, closes his eyes, and inhales deep. My scent; I blush and watch as he opens his eyes and looks down at me. I openly check him out from head to toe. He is so masculine and Dominant, leering at me from above. He walks further into the room and sits on the bed. My back now facing him. He sits and just watches for a beat. I don’t dare move or attempt to get up. I am here for him. To be used by him. My pulse quickens at that thought.

Showering With Love [MF][Short][Oral][Seduction]

‘Heading out now. I’ll be home soon.’ That’s what the text message reads as I hit send.

“Thanks for the ride, man,” I tell my brother with a fist bump. It’s way too hot and we’re way too sweaty for a hug. I load my bike onto the rack on the back of my car and he throws his into the bed of his truck. We go our separate ways until we meet again next weekend. On the drive home I roll the windows down and crank the radio up, still riding the endorphins. This new lifestyle is great. I’m in shape for the first time in my life, I’ve got energy, stamina. Life’s good.

I pull into my garage some time later and unload my bike, hanging it on the hooks above my car. I hang my helmet by the door and remove my shoes. When I open the door into the house I stop dead in my tracks. I hear the water running in the shower, but my girlfriend is sitting on the edge of the couch wearing her red silk robe. Her grin betrays that she’s been waiting for me to get home. She gracefully raises off the couch and walks, almost floats, over to me. Without a sound, she takes me by the hand and leads me to the bathroom.

Room 310 [Str8][F4M][Hotel sex][Fsub][First time together]

*Ping* he pulls his cell out of his pocket. Checks the message and smiles to himself. The message is from me. His obedient sub. I am waiting in room 310 as instructed. I eagerly get undressed and slip into the outfit he showed me that he liked. Slipping on my stockings; I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. My pussy is soaking wet already. I look at the clock and curse under my breath. I have a few hours before he gets here and I need to change my panties already.

I know I am not allowed to touch my cunt without permission, but I need to take the edge off. I grab my phone and type out a message *”I am waiting in that outfit you like, can I please touch my pussy and cum. I am anxious and dripping wet”*. I wait. And wait. And wait… Finally he messages back *”You can’t wait for Daddy?”*. I smile and take a deep breath. *”Please?”* I send back. Then the waiting game again. *ping* the message back makes my cunt quiver. *”CUM”*. That is the one word command that is my undoing. I moan and groan and reach down to touch my pussy then another *ping* and I quickly look *”No touching my pussy”*, **FUCK**. I lay back and think about all the things he is going to do to me. All the ways I am going to submit to him. All the dirty things he makes me do.. And the orgasm builds.

Reflection [Str8, f, mast, voy]

Nobody else would ever have wanted my college dorm room. There was a blue-grey stain in the corner of the ceiling that nobody could ever explain. If the windows weren’t left open, come rain or shine, then an odd smell of rotting onions would drift in and take root. And by some quirk of the design, it was the smallest in the block. It was so small, in fact, that if I stood in the centre with my arms outstretched, and waved my cheerleader pompoms, they would brush against the walls.

But for all its failures, I never once asked to change rooms.

Katy, my best friend, thought I was just shy. “I’ll ask for you,” she would say. “Come on, Imogen, they can’t expect you to stay there.”

But I just shook my head. “It’s fine, I wouldn’t want anyone else to have it.”

You see, that dorm room had one redeeming feature. Laying on my bed in the evening, when the sun was just going down, and if the clouds didn’t get in the way, the light would somehow reflect miraculously, from the windows or the walls, or even perhaps from the big lake where Alice Wilson fucked Terry Parkes and got caught by the grounds keeper. But however it happened, the light bounced and jumped and carried to my window a full view into Lew Hatcher’s room, three floors above mine.

It’s been so long. Talk later, love now. [FM][quick oral][Romance] [kissing]

We’ve been apart for so long. Late nights on web chat have kept us going. Me, staring as you do stripteases. You, trying not to laugh as I try to find the “right angle” but really I’m just trying to find a way for my manhood took look bigger on camera. What can I say, we’ve all got our insecurities.

But finally, it’s time to be together again. My flight lands at 3.

You pick me up from the airport and we hug and kiss and get honked at to move along. Your lips are the greatest I’ve ever come in contact with. I don’t know if you do anything behind the scenes to make them so perfectly soft, but they’re like heaven.

We try to make conversation but we’re just too giddy about being together again.

We’re like that all through lunch. And then you drop me off at my place. I creep inside to check, but my roommate is home. And we want space. So you go home and we wait just a little longer. I shower the plane off of me and you tell me your place is deserted.

The Apocalypse Barrier, Part 2 [Str8][MF][inc][Mom/Son]

### Part 2
We were about halfway through our road trip. We had both been in a good mood since the night before. We chatted about the food we would make once we had a decent kitchen again, carefully avoiding the question of how to get fresh produce. We kept talking about all the things we would do once we weren’t trapped in a car all day.

“It’ll feel so nice being able to walk around”, she said.

“I know. And not living so cramped, and not carrying everything with us.”, I replied.

“And I can’t wait to sleep in a proper bed”, she finally said.

I chuckled at how true that was, since the bed in the back of the camper wasn’t the greatest. But it also left us silent. I hadn’t considered the sleeping arrangements. In just a few days I had gotten used to sleeping with her next to me.

That first time giving head. [fm][oral]

Everyone remembers the first time they gave head. I can recall desiring it, jilling off to it. I remember it finally happening well… My friend, Laura, was short, blonde and flirty as fuck – compared to my awkward lanky brunette self. She’d sucked 4 cocks and fucked 1 twice, all to my miserable zero. HIM (my crush)and his friend came over. Parents were out and although we could have been at the pub we lived a fuck mile from anywhere so we were half a box through stolen mum-wine and listenting to music when they come over. I got the basement conversion and within about 15 minutes friend and Laura are off to the bathroom for a ‘chat’.

He asks to see my room and we enter, him behind me. I turn on the lights but he turns them off and closes the door. I was turned on before he showed up, but now his hands are on my hips and he’s onn my neck and ears. Hot breaths and kisses and I’m melting. I’m tall but he’s taller, and with muscle. My nipples threaten to rip this top. I twist my head round and we share a kiss and I’m swimming. He reaches into my light waistband and finds my wetness with his fingers. I’m drowning in pleasure at this point. Crush + horny = gooey.

A Chance pt. 8 [ff]

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The weekend passed in a blur of discomfort and pain killers. The welts all over Kimmy’s body resolved to crusty scabs and the stitches above her left eye itched like crazy. She tried not to burden Karen and Christine, so she mostly hid out in the guest room they put her up in. Lizette never left her side.

Kimmy kept her darker thoughts to herself. Lizette wouldn’t really understand how Kimmy felt about what had happened. While Lizette held her and kissed her, Kimmy embraced how her girlfriend made her feel. For the first time she was entirely at peace with it.

Kimmy’s father had done more than beat her. He had thrown her out of his house, like garbage, because she loved Lizette. His stern voice had proclaimed her damnation, and it still echoed in her thoughts and dreams. *Reprobate.* She was going to hell. And that was okay.