I try to keep a close relationship with my students, portraying myself more that just an adult role model, but as an adult friend. In being a young teacher, students sometimes find it easier when someone of authority is close to their age and will listens to them, especially with all their relationship problems. Take Tiffany for example, she’s blonde, beautiful, and the goal of many of these high school boys is to get into her cotton white panty she flashes while cheer leading. But she’s not a stereotype. In our many talks, I have found that Tiffany is very intelligent and not at all a stereotypical blonde bimbo. I don’t know if any of the boys have been successful in their goals with her, but there were certainly rumors going around about her being the “blonde cheerleader slut who only sleeps with college boys.” I assume those rumors surfaced because the boys were unsuccessful. One day, these rumors got to her and she came into my classroom after school to talk about it.
Firsts F/F young/old
**Writer’s Note:** This piece of fiction contains mature language and content. If this is not what you want to read, please choose something else.
Please also feel free to make comments, as this is not a genre I usually produce.
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This bar is not my kind of place at all – I stick out, like the proverbial sore thumb. There are thirty-somethings all around me, drinking and laughing. I can’t make head or tail of what I overhear, because I can’t figure out the context. So I just sit at my table – it was the first open table close to the door. I keep wondering what the hell is wrong with me.
I am 63 years old and meeting someone new.
I described myself to her as skinny fat, and she didn’t understand what I meant. I wear a size small, but I’m not toned even though I am a little taller than average. So I’m skinny but jiggly. She laughed and told me I’m cute. She said she saw the pic I posted on my profile. It’s the only pic I posted. I am not the type to take a boatload of pics of myself.
Switchy play [part 2] [MF] [Switch] [narrative] [MDom] [fsub] [taking control] [legs over head] [doggy style] [cocky] [cum together] [creampie]
***End of Part 1 (link in comments)***
I release your hands and sit back a bit, not pulling out of you but bringing my arms to prop up your legs. I hold them up above your head and start really drilling you deep with this angle. From the sounds you’re making, I think it’s an even better position to fuck you in.
***Start of Part 2***
Holding your legs up over your head, I’m hitting you even deeper than before. My cock sliding in and out as I pump my hips back and forth.
You cry out with pleasure but I lean down and cover your mouth with my hand. Your eyes are frantic as I fill you up again and again. You moan into my hand and I slip my thumb into your mouth to let you suck it.
Your lips wrap around my thumb eager and your tongue flicks against it as I slow my thrusts down. Drag my dick back and forth with purpose, never stopping completely.
With a gasp, your lips release my thumb to let out a moan. Much too loud though, so I lean down and bring my lips to yours to smother your voice.
Misaki’s Desires [Light Bondage] [FM] [Light Femdom] [Bellybutton fetish] First Story :)
This is one of my first few stories so I hope you like it even if it’s a bit particular :)
[MF] Blowjob in the park, and then finishing in my wife (Part 1) [Cheating]
This story is from not long ago but prior to covid.
We met on tinder, both of us matching with anonymous profiles and clear descriptions of our situations and what we were looking for. I normally wouldn’t have swiped right, but it’s much easier to have an affair when the other person is in the same situation, so I thought I’d give it a shot. We started chatting almost immediately upon matching and turned out to have similar interests and similar goals and we very quickly moved to Kik, where we just as quickly setup a coffee meeting for the next day. It turned out we lived about 50 miles from each other so we found a place in between where we could be reasonably sure we wouldn’t run into anyone we knew.
As I drove to the meeting place, I was understandably nervous. I mean, I knew quite a bit about her from our chats but neither of us had shared pictures with each other, so I didn’t really know what to expect. Was it really a man? Someone my wife knew? My wife herself? Would we be attracted to each other? While I was fairly sure it wasn’t any of the first three, I had no idea about the last, but even if that was the case, if the worst that happened is that I had a friendly conversation with someone over coffee, I’d still count that as a win.
Networking, Part IV [MF; Cons; Oral]
Part [I](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/hgsk78/networking_part_i_f_sexual_tension/), [II](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hgb7wx/networking_part_ii_mf/), and [III](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hn9i6v/networking_part_iii_mf_cons/)
Mia stood up and realized what a dishevelled mess her and Julian were. She had one bra strap hanging off her shoulder. Julian was still in his shirt and tie. This needed an immediate remedy; they both knew it.
Julian sat back onto the bed, still regaining strength after his intense climax. He pulled Mia on top of him in a straddle. She loosened his tie, clinging to the last moments of being able to control him by this thin strip of fabric around his neck. She adored dragging him around by the tie, but knew she’d love his bare torso even more. She unbuttoned his shirt while grinding into his lap. Her thong was soaked. It was difficult to split her concentration between her thirsty pussy and getting Julian’s clothes off.
With his shirt open, Mia ran her fingers over his buttery smooth, defined abdomen. His dense, thick anatomy turned her on in ways she’d never felt before. Julian slipped one hand behind her, unhooked her bra, and flung it away.
Installing Ceiling Fans [MF]
Hey everyone, I haven’t posted in a month or so; I’ve hooked up with Kat a few times, but nothing to “write home about.” Last week though, that changed with getting a text from her friend who we’ve had two threesomes with. Erin texted me the week before the 4th of July saying that she had two new outdoor ceiling fans that needed installed on her deck before she had her family over for the 4th and was wondering if I would install them. I agreed and we set up a time to get them taken care of.
I drove out to Erin’s house and when I pulled into the driveway, she came out of the garage wearing a pair of leggings and a tank top. For those who don’t remember or know, Erin is a divorced mom who is 44, 5’8 and totally stacked in the tits (36D) and ass department. She is definitely what porn would call a MILF. We greeted each other with a hug, and she said ,“Thank you so much for doing this on such short notice! I had one of the electrical companies lined up to do this, but they are swapped and had a couple guys quit so they had to cancel.” I responded with “Not a problem, they shouldn’t take too long!” I followed her into the garage where the fans were sitting, seeing they were just standard Lowes brand fans that are a cake to install. I carried both of the fans down to her deck, then grabbed the ladder and my tools out of my truck.
Wife gives in part 2
I felt the cock head against my ass, and I let out a pained cry as it forced its way into me. It was my second time, and my husband had used the implied threat of taking my 18 yeqr old niece’s hot holes, if I refused to offer up my ass as much as he wanted, what he considered was his due after 15 years of marriage. At least my husband had lubed up well, it was still a slow, grunting reaming as my ass walls opened reluctantly to his cock pushing slowly into me. With a final lunge, my ass got the maximum stretch, and I let out another pained cry as his 9 inch cock was driven into the hilt, his balls swung down, smacking against my pussy.
“Oh yeah, still virgin tight, nice” he grunted, “my 9 inch ass buster cock will stretch you out nicely.”
La Scorsa Notte [FF]
‘*Grazie*.’
Alex mumbled her thanks to the waiter, but he was moving so quickly, his hands so precise as they balanced the tray of drinks, that he had disappeared a split-second after her second glass of Nero d’Avola hit the table. It was late in the evening. The bar was a stone’s throw from her apartment on the Via d’Aragone, a narrow and dust-coloured street where the cobblestones had been polished smooth by generations of feet, and it was alive with chatter. Customers, Alex among them, spilled out onto the mismatched tables which were scattered along the road and into the square.
Alex looked around her for a moment, long enough to confirm her suspicion that, of the cheerful Friday-night crowd here, she was the only person who had a table to herself.
It didn’t much matter, she thought. Her flight left early tomorrow morning. But still, she had to admit that her two weeks in Palermo hadn’t been quite what she expected.
Wife put on a show for cars passing by ? [F] [Exhibition]
Last week my wife and I followed through with a fantasy of hers. She got dolled up and brought her fav toy along with her (10 inch dildo). She left the house wearing just a trench coat. I drove along the freeway as she masturbated in the back seat to multiple orgasms. It was the hottest thing ever. Whenever I drove by a solo male driver I opened her window half way. She loved being put on display and showing off her wet swollen pussy. Needless to say we got many honks and admirers! ??