Fuckschool: Meating the Class Part 1 [exh, obj, comedy]

I’m freezing my ass off.

It’s the middle of summer, but that doesn’t matter. Even on a hot day, I always feel cold, and can’t get by without a big hoodie and jeans. But since I found out that clothes are so yesterday, I’ll have to adapt and overcome.

Jimmy told me earlier that the amount of clothes you wear can literally affect your social status. In theory, I’d be more powerful if I went fully naked, if I understand correctly. But this is the second day of school, and I’m still not used to this 180 degree spin on life, so I’m garnished in cargo shorts and a t-shirt.

To me, this practically feels like being naked. Especially in this cold morning weather. I kick the stop sign out of boredom. Compared to the other students I probably look like an eskimo, though if I were an eskimo at least I wouldn’t get ripped on for being white.

I squint up at the rising orange sun wearily.

I still might not be accepted. I could be outcast again, simply because I’m wearing something that covers myself.

Fuck School – Meating the Class [exhib, d/s, obj insert, surreal, comedy]

In the near future, a revolution leads to the collapse of Western society. Out of the ashes rises the New World Order, with new laws, morals, and education. This new system encourages self expression and completely abandons laws and stigmas against drugs, sexual reproduction, and nudity. In the heart of this system is what’s known as Fuck School, a college-high-school hybrid for learning in a sexually active manner.

“It’s like regular school, but they fuck!”

Part 1: [https://clubamora.wordpress.com/fuckschool/episode2/](https://clubamora.wordpress.com/fuckschool/episode2/)

Part 2: [https://clubamora.wordpress.com/fuckschool/episode3/](https://clubamora.wordpress.com/fuckschool/episode3/)

Other episodes: [https://clubamora.wordpress.com/fuckschool/](https://clubamora.wordpress.com/fuckschool/)

Best [F]riend lets me fuck her on the [M]y wedding day [Best Friend] [Cheating]

I’ve received a lot of DMs asking for more stories with me and best friend so I thought the next logical step was for me to write about the time we finally got to have sex. Hope you enjoy it as much as the last one!

After the night described in my last story, mine and Emily’s friendship changed. We were still inseperable and best friends, but also sexted a lot and we found as many excuses to be naked in front of each other as possible. We decided to set some ground rules mainly so that we didn’t ruin our friendship. We loved the sexual chemistry we had, but we both knew that we didn’t have a romantic future together. We also understood that our friendship was one of the best things to ever happen to the both of us and we didn’t want anything to even risk getting in the way of that.

The ground rules were pretty simple. No sex ever, kissing was allowed but only a peck on the lips. If we got really worked up and we were sharing a room we could masturbate together but we could only watch eachother with no touching (the previous story was a one off).

Hottest Hike I Ever Took [MF] [Creampie] [Public]

Three and a half miles to the top, all uphill. I put my long red hair in a high pony tail. It was hot, and my body was already beginning to dampen. I wrapped my shirt around my shoulders, exposing my sports bra, which perked my breasts up nicely. Rich liked what he saw, and gave me a quick smirk before bowing his head, blushing. I returned his smirk and strode next to him, grabbing his hand so it wrapped around me and placed it my round ass. He gave it a firm squeeze before releasing and we both giggled, knowing what would come ahead. We hadn’t even started yet.

“This is hell,” we both agreed, as path became a sharp uphill battle. Rich walked ahead of me, and I couldn’t help but admire his toned arms, broad shoulders, and chiseled abdomen as we talked about anything and everything, and sometimes nothing at all. Seeing him ahead of me gave me the strength I needed to run a few extra feet ahead of him, smacking his butt on the way playfully. While I was there, I looked him in the eye and dropped my shirt with intention. “Oops,” I said as I slowly bent over to retrieve it with back arched and legs spread nicely apart, revealing a deeper look under my shorts.

what would you do on an 18 hour road trip?

The SO and I got to talking about how to occupy ourselves on a late night road trip down South. Or better said, how I could entertain him while he drove. So I came up with a few favorites.

What are your top three options? Other suggestions?

1)Blow job- Might have to pull over for that one, since having you cum in my mouth while driving a large vehicle may not be safe. I don’t care. Having the feel of you in my mouth, the pulse as you let yourself feel how much I am working to make you cum….

2)Strip tease- sliding out of normal clothes into something much more revealing and still less likely to get us pulled over. Short skirt, tank top that’s easily pulled up or down.

3) Public showing- Flashing the truck drivers as we pass.

4) Private showing- Playing with my pussy in the front seat. Moaning and teasing myself, edging over and over. Having you press two fingers inside me as you tried to keep your eyes on the road. Your call on when/if I get to cum.

She needed an A to pass, so I bumped her up… in exchange for pussy. [MF]

True story, with some embellishments, to make the story flow.

Look for the @******@ for the start of the sexy stuff.

Last year I had my work hours shifted from M-F to T-S. This was fine, as I enjoyed having Monday’s off to catch up on the wife’s to-do list.
After a few weeks of finishing this and having nothing to do, I knew that I needed something else. So, I decided that I would get back into the education game, and do some subbing.

I was already on the sub list from earlier in the year, and on the following Monday, I went over to the local High School and spoke with the receptionist there, to see what positions were available.
As luck would have it, Monday’s are one of the best days for sub openings, (I assume teachers being hungover), and they had a sub position available in the Biology department, teaching the seniors.

Making my way down to the science department, I stopped off at the teachers break room to see if I knew anyone there. Opening the door I was pleasantly surprised to see one of my teacher friends, Jacob, there and I walked over to grab some coffee with him.

Steven and Emily: Love in the Time of Bipolar [MF]

It’s not always easy loving someone who is bipolar. Luckily, I learned years ago not to take it personally when Steven gets frustrated or goes through a depressive episode. He takes his medicine religiously, but sometimes the demons just take over. I have my own issues with anxiety, self-esteem, and body image issues.

Steven went into one of his depressive episodes that not even his meds could help after communication with his mom’s mom. His family was no contact with her because of her lack of treatment for her own bipolar and narcissism which resulted in poor treatment of his mom, but he longed for a relationship like with my gramma, and it’s also why she took his family in as her own.

Depression means no energy for sex and in this case pretty much shutting down completely and just faking it to get through the work day. It doesn’t happen a lot and isn’t usually a problem because neither of us have particularly high libidos. And when one wants it but the other doesn’t there’s always porn.

Something Huge

Author’s Note: This story will contain very large cocks, breasts, and balls. If you do not enjoy large cocks, balls, and breasts please read something else. With that out of the way let the story begin.

[M]Wait Until We Are Married (Chapter 1)

Introduction:

Girlfriend’s younger sister seduces virgin boyfriend.

(I really liked w1dmg’s “Adam” series, and just felt it was too short and needed a little something more. So, with his permission, I’ve expanded and altered the story a bit, but all the characters and a few of his best lines are directly copied to try and preserve what I thought he did best. Hope you enjoy it.)

“Megan…” I groaned as I ground my face into hers. Our desperate lips caressed each other’s as our passion built and built. I was on fire and I could tell she was the same. Her soft long dirty blonde hair fluttered at my cheeks as I kissed her fiercely.

“Oh Adam…” she whispered back as my hands caressed her smooth shoulders and back as I moved my lips to the nape of her long neck and gently bit into her soft flesh. I alternated little bites with little kisses and she gasped and sighed in ecstasy. One hand of mine now caressed her long and incredibly hot bare leg and slowly slid to the hem of her short skirt then inched up under it…