It was fun being horny students [M]

My ex and I were both each others firsts, so of course when we finally started having sex, it was the only thing on our minds. It wasn’t just when we were alone together, but also on campus while everybody was around.

At first it started with a tease. She would reach over while we sat in class and begin to stroke my cock through my pants. But after a while it turned into me purposefully wearing pants with a loose waist so she could go ahead and grab my cock and stroke me while we sat in the back of the class. I didn’t want to have all of the fun, so I would reach over and rub her pussy until she was dripping wet.

One day I decided to up the ante. We were studying in a busy common area and I decided to put my head down in her lap for a nap. However, my hand started to wonder towards her crotch and I started rubbing her a little bit. She tried to stop me by asking what I was doing, but I told her I was just having some fun.

My bf paraded me (19) [F] around bottomless

We just went for a late night walk and when we got to a park he stopped walking and told me to take my pants and panties off. I did that and gave it to him, and he threw my pants away in a park bin. They weren’t like the best pants I owned but they were a decent pair so like I actually went to complain and than he shoved my panties in my mouth when I opened it to complain. Which, first of all, means he planned that exact moment exactly, he knew I’d complain like that, which is rude (and hot).

Anyway just to make sure I had that horny confidence that makes you do stupid things he shoved his fingers in me while I was standing just to get me going and it sure as hell worked. We walked home from there. A couple cars drove by and I just moved either in front or behind him to hide my ass or pussy. I really think I did remain hidden, or at least I hope. I hope nobodies doorbell cam picked us up while we walked.

The Step-Sister [Chapter I (Pt3)]

They stood there for a few minutes, embracing and holding each other, equally recovering from and savouring the exquisite post-orgasm intensity and profoundness.

A thin film of sweat clung to their bodies and caused the small areas of their exposed skin to stick together. Just like the undeniable and seemingly unstoppable force that pulled them to each other.

For the first time that he consciously recognised as he took a deep breath, he could smell her scent. He was sure that her perfume and natural fragrance, with added pheromones, had already been intoxicating him. But this was the first time, right now, that he noticed the salty, sweet subtleness of it fill his nostrils.

That combined with the softness of her relaxed body as it emanated its dying embers of aroused heat into him, truly was the epitome of passion, lust and dare he even think the word…love.

He took a small step back to partially separate them. Her instinct was to pull him back close but she too knew that they had to move. They both looked at each other and smiled, a knowing smile. The knowledge was that they both knew the smile revealed so much and yet concealed so much more.

The Little Dutch Girl In The City of Angels [MF, cheating, romantic, age gap]

It was her first trip to the US, and she was not having a good time. She and her husband has travelled from the Netherlands, leaving their kids with the grandparents. She had fantasies of hot sex in hotel rooms, and romantic dinners out in fancy restaurants. It started well, but fizzled. He was only interested in going to bed early, and by the fourth night, she was reaching into her panties, frustrated, to take care of her needs as he snored next to her. There was a wetness and heat there that would not be satisfied by a vibrator or her own fingers.

She put on a long, green dress and left the hotel room quietly. She was 31, tall, about 5’9”. She had large, perky breasts. She was “chubby” by Dutch standards, with fantastic curves. She had dirty blonde hair, cut short, and hazel eyes. They stayed at a historic hotel in Los Angeles, and the lobby and bar downstairs reflected the glamour of the roaring 20s. She found a seat at the bar and ordered a beer, sipping at it.

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Good night 🤗 [F]

It’s a warm night, I just took a bath with warm water, slowly soaping my whole body gently, I closed my eyes and imagined that they weren’t my hands but those of a man with big hands who was passing soap through the intimate parts of my body. body first putting my fingers in my vagina then the soapy hand, yessss what a pleasure the fingers moved faster and faster, I took them out, bent down to make it easier for me and put them in my anus. It always hurts at first but I enjoy that pain and with the other hand I caressed my breasts. I would love to do it with a man with a good position and accommodating

[MF] I was a cumslut at my own birthday party

(All activities are consensual between all people and are 18+)

My best friend threw a birthday party for me two days ago and since she knows I am a very sexual person, she decided to throw me a sex party.

She invited a bunch of people over (about 10-15 guys and 10-15 girls) and the rule was that one person of the lot would be chosen to be the slut of the party. The names were drawn out of a hat and I was the one chosen to be the “slut.”

So then I got down on my fours in the middle of the living room and was blindfolded, just to make it spicier, and then the first person made me open my mouth and take his dick while I felt another licking my pussy. Then I felt a dick in my pussy and I almost wanted to cum by how deep it felt.

At any given time I had at least one dick in one of my holes and I had a few breaks in between.

I was such a slut, I counted at least 10 dicks in my holes and licked at least 5/6 pussies. I also came so many times, it was euphoric.

Oh how I wish you spanked me

You slowly tilting your head back as I suck on your hard cock, my hand sliding up your stomach to your chest. I kneel before you, your hand firmly grips my hair guiding me, pushing my head and mouth forward on to you, sliding you deeper into my throat until my lips touch the base.
I reach the other hand up and gently roll your balls with my fingers. You hold my head there, your cock buried in my mouth until I’m about to burst, I gag on your tip as it’s pressed to the back of my throat. I desperately want air but I know you would be very disappointed in me if I quit. As you feel me choke you pull back on my hair releasing your dick from my mouth only to plunge it back in as soon as I take a gasping breath. I taste salty pre-come as it leaks from the tip of your cock down my hungry throat; I gently push on your thighs to pull you further out of my mouth so I can stroke it with my hand. I slide my hand up to your firm ass and pull you closer in deeper into my mouth once again, your head rolls back and a guttural grown escapes your lips as I slide you in and out of my wet mouth. Both of your hands are now at the back of my head, gliding your rock hard shaft in and out of my mouth. As you guide me forward, you push your hips forward as well pushing deeper and deeper into my mouth. Once you’ve buried yourself between my lips you reach forward with one hand and slap me twice on the cheek. The abrupt and violent nature of the slaps catch me off guard and I am momentarily stunned but you grab the back of my head and force yourself into my mouth once again. Now that you’ve gotten your fill of my sloppy mouth you quickly pull back on my hair still held in your hand and you push me down onto my hands and knees while positioning yourself carefully behind me. Yanking back quickly on my hair you thrust yourself deep in my pussy from behind. The warm velvety folds in engulf and hug your huge cock. Your hips pressed against my ass, you stroke back-and-forth inside me. With your command I reach back and start making feverish circles on my clit with my fingers. I hear the smile in your voice as you tell me what a good little slut I am to be pleasuring myself as you fuck me.
One
Two
Three thrusts, hard and fast. You smack my ass on the third and pull my hair as you begin to feel your orgasm building at the base of your balls. My back arches and my head snaps back with the quick pull. The extra pressure starts to send you over the edge, I feel you expand inside me your balls pulling upward. I beg you to come inside me; “Please Sir, please come in my tight pussy. I want to feel the pressure of your dick explode inside me. Please come inside me,” I beg. You smack my ass hard again as you feel the urge start to break free. Your toes curl as you groan and unleash bursts of hot cum inside me, you continue to pulse until the last drops have left your tip. I quickly pull you out of me and start to lick your glistening shaft clean with my tongue. Staring up at you, I slide my tongue over the tip and down your still hard cock; cleaning every inch of myself and your cum off. I hold my tongue out so you can see the milky white on the tip before I plunge you back in my mouth, I don’t want to waste any of the tangy deliciousness. I swallow and you tilt my chin up word so you can fully see my face.
“Who’s a good girl?” You ask.
“I am,” I reply, “I’m a good little slutty whore!”
“That’s a good girl,”
I wiggle my butt knowing you like to tell me what a good girl I am. You notice the wiggle and your smile send me over the edge, I ask if it would be OK to cum for you, and you nod your head yes.
I lay down and you slide your long nimble fingers inside my wet, cum filled pussy. The white fluids seeps out around your fingers as you curl them upwards to hit my sensitive G spot.
With two fingers deep inside me you reach your other hand up firmly grasp in one of my tits; rolling the nipple between your thumb and forefinger. I arch my back into your hand pushing upwards, silently begging you with my body not to stop, please god don’t stop. You work faster with your two fingers inside me, sliding a third and push me a little further. You pull ever so excruciatingly on my nipple and lead forward to suck the other one into your mouth. Arching my back, I raise myself up until my only my ass and shoulders are on the floor as your fingers work feverishly inside my wet hole.
I feel myself begin to tighten with the stimulation, you let go of my nipples and sit back. With your now free hand you bring it down, smack, you strike my clit. The utter perfection of the gesture sends me completely over the edge. I close my eyes as wave after wave of pleasure and pure ecstasy cascade over me. My hips begin to tremble and my breath is coming and gasps, you slide your hand under my back bring me close to your chest and hold me there. I am lost realm of utter nothingness.
I start to come back down, I feel your strong arms wrapped around me; holding me tight and ensuring I know that I’m safe and cared for. You hold me tight to your chest for another minute as our breathing back to normal. I open my eyes and you’re looking down on me, your hair is messy with the exertion of the experience. We sit in silence just enjoying the warmth of each other for another few minutes

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New Year’s surprise

My wife and I were in Chicago, visiting my family for the holidays and we were spending New years eve at a party at my aunt and uncles house. My younger cousins were in the basement having their own little party while the older folks were doing their thing. I’m not much for champagne so around 10:30 I told my wife I was going to go find a bed. She said she was still wanting to watch the ball drop would join me later. Knowing my wife I knew it was likely to be much later, she’s always been a nightowl, I went upstairs and into the first empty bedroom I found.

A bit later I heard my wife come in, she took off her pants and slide into bed, she generally sleeps in panties and a shirt. I felt her tight little ass bump into my hand, and gave a little squeeze to let her know I was still awake. She pushed into my hand and I got a bit excited as she generally doesn’t like to screw around in other people’s homes, much less relatives. I squeezed her ass check and started to run my other hand against her chest moving up to her firm but small breasts, I could feel her nipples were already hardening at my touch. I slipped the hand I had been using to squeeze her ass down into her panties, using my fingers to spread and play with her asshole, something she really enjoys.

The Father Daughter dance

He watched her come down the stairs to him. Her black hair in pigtails reaching her shoulders. The blue and yellow dress she wore stopped a good bit above her knees. The neckline of the sleeveless dress dropping seductively, luring the eyes to her high and firm 34Ds. His eyes tracked down her lovely legs to the light blue heels she wore.

“You look amazingly beautiful baby girl” he said to her.

“Thank you, daddy,”, she replied with a coy smile he knew was only for show.

“I’m so excited for tonight”, she said.

The look in her eyes causing a mix of excitement, pride, and arousal in him. She had been his since the day she was born eighteen years ago, but recently she had shown him just how much she belonged to him. He pulled her to him in a hug, giving her a light kiss on the lips, his hand moving down to her lovely ass, feeling that she wore no panties under her dress. He gave her a knowing smile, and she responded in kind.

A cute little goth girl was in danger of failing the college class I was teaching. She offered to suck me off in exchange for a passing grade. Instead, I made her learn the value of hard work, responsibility, and self-respect. And then, yeah, I fucked the shit out of all her holes. [MF]

“I love sucking cock,” Morgan told me, leaning forward over my desk, her pale tits almost spilling out of her black tank top. “I love feeling it pump into my mouth, and I love gagging on it. But eating pussy is even better. Especially if it’s a girl who’s never been eaten out by another girl—that’s the best.”

“Be that as it may,” I said, shifting uncomfortably in my seat, trying to do anything I could to relieve some of the pressure my jeans were exerting on my rapidly hardening cock. “You still haven’t told me when you’ll finish editing your midterm paper.”

Morgan sat back and pouted.

“Seriously? All that and you’re still obsessed with my paper?”

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Allow me to offer some context for this scene.

In my first year out of graduate school, I was a Visiting Assistant Professor (or a VAP, if you will—how Dracula would pronounce WAP!) at a small liberal arts college. I was teaching three courses a semester, which was quite a bit of work, but here I was, living the tweed jacket dream of college teaching.