[FM] Head of the Class and She Just Won a Swallowship

Me: At the time, I was 18, at the end of my senior year in high school, 5’5, long brown hair, brown eyes, tan, toned body, 34c tits, a thick round ass, and a big bush on my mound (no hair around my lips or holes).

So it’s the end of my senior year and I’ve really just given up at this point, my will to do schoolwork is completely gone an I’ve been banking on my teachers realizing that. Most did except for one who seemed insistent on assigning work until the very end of the year. So on comes along my essay in the last month of school. Now in reality the essay wasn’t particularly difficult to write or particularly long, but I really just couldn’t be bothered. So being the enterprising businesswoman I am, I sought out some help. I went to one kid in my class who I had got with a few times and asked if he could help me write it. When agreed and I then asked if he would just flat out write the whole thing.

Linda and Samantha[bondage, Ff, intense]

She was perfect. Cute as a button in all her pictures, a true Slave girl, ready to give up all her rights. Including her preferences.

Linda had been looking for a new girl for a while now, when this little thing popped up on her feed. 19 years old, petite, no limits wanted, no rights wanted… absolutely ideal.

The first few emails were pretty standard, and it quickly turned into a single one way bus ticket, and a set of instructions. Time passed slowly for Linda, awaiting her new girl’s arrival, but it finally came.

The arrangements were made beforehand, the taxi would drop her right at the apartment building, and she knew what to do once she got there.

The buzzer finally rang, and her heart skipped a beat. She all but ran to the box and hit the button.

“Who is it?” She knew exactly who it was, but wanted to see how her new girl reacted. She was greeted with static, and the sound of incoherent speech, and she smiled. This might actually turn out perfectly. She pressed the button quickly, not giving her new Slave enough time to open the door.

My Surprise DP [MFM]

My husband, Lee, surprised me with a three day mini vacation at a bed and breakfast near Lake Tahoe. In this winter wonderland of forests and snow, we were enjoying our holiday where I indulged my husband’s kinks. Night had fallen and in our dimly lit rustic bedroom, I waited for Lee to return. Dressed in his heavy cable knit sweater and a pair of socks, I was on all fours on the bed with my naked ass up in the air. He had left me this way, positioned with my back to the door where once you enter, you were greeted by my downy slit and popped open ass.

“Don’t move,” Lee said, before placing my earbuds firmly in my ear and turning on my Bryan Ferry playlist before he’d left the room ten minutes ago.

Bryan Ferry had been crooning in my ears for several songs now as I waited patiently for Lee to return. Suddenly, I felt a disruption of air whooshed over my naked backside as the door opened and closed. I felt hands on my bare ass. My eyes remained on the headboard as directed. Lee pulled the earbuds from my ears.

Sex with a girl while her religious friend watched [MF]

I’ve recently gotten some requests to repost this story. I posted it from this account about a year ago, but it seems to have disappeared. I think it was due to a grammatical edit I tried to make recently and change of tagging requirements in the title since the original posting date. Anyways, here it is:

***Like I’ve said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I’m generally considered a good-looking guy (used to model, 6’3”, dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give.***

Having the Whole Apartment to Ourselves for the Weekend (part 1) [MF]

A couple days after we first became a couple, Karen asked if I wanted to stay over at her apartment that weekend. She lived in a two-bedroom, on-campus apartment on the tenth floor of her building with three other girls. All three of her apartment mates lived within two hours away from campus and it just so happened that Karen had the whole apartment to herself for the weekend. Seeing how my own apartment would be filled with a bunch of jackasses for the weekend (I kid. I love those guys.), I was more than happy to pack and plan for a weekend at Karen’s.

We started our weekend together on Friday night by going out to grab some groceries and supplies. Karen and I wanted to cook dinner together for our first night alone. After we grabbed the ingredients we needed at the Asian market and made a quick stop for some boba tea, we got back to her apartment and started preparing everything. Karen told me she needed to go and change into more comfortable clothes real fast so I told her I’ll get everything setup while she went ahead and get changed. When I finished unpacking the last of the ingredients, a pair of arms wrapped around me and held me tight. I felt the warmth of Karen’s chest and stomach pressed up against me as I brought my hands up to match the hands she had around me. I brushed my hands along the length of her bare arms, held her hands and turned around to face her.