“Good morning class this is Journalism 101, or as I like to call it 1+1. In this class you will get the taste (the teacher licked her lips) of one on one interviews both in and out of the bedroom.” Looking around the class, “I see that there is a fair verity of (sucking on the back end of her pencil) ethnicities to interview” this whole time Mrs. Donavon was playing with her pussy. Watching more than the students attention to her, seeing which ones who will be dropping out, which ones have the longest thickest cocks, even a few of the female students where getting off watching the teacher. “First question! Who is straight, which one of you is.. (letting the innuendo translate it’s self) and who will do me just to pass this class?” This was the first question of Journalism 1+1 and it happened with in the first minutes of class. The class sorted it self with only one student still sitting in her seat, Clarissa. “Very good we have the straight, the gay and the I will fuck your brains out for a passing grade.. then we have one who is on the fence. Stand so the class can get a good look at you (Clarissa nervously stood). Class each of your team’s will have to ask this student (pointing directly at Clarissa) anything you can think of butt remember one question (taking a pause to let this sink in) then this student will ask your group a question back. Sounds fair right.. butt that’s not all I want a paper on today’s interview posted by.. let’s say one hour from now” Mrs. Donavon finished pointing to the I’ll fuck you for a passing grade group.
After a short discussion the quad looked at Clarissa, “Where did you get those suffocating clothes, with out ventilation for your pussy and tits how are we supposed to take you seriously” the speaker finished, he was a jock through and through. “Answer” came the directive from the teacher. “My side of the pond does not yet embrace your openness that your clothes show” a valid question along with a valid answer. “Question” came the directive once again. “Three guys and one girl, which one of you is going to get lucky?”
“Well I never.. (looking at the one female and instantly getting rock hard) thought about you lick that (her eyes flashed to his cock)” he was stroking his cock while she was forced to her knees. Surrounded by cock, she shuttered as her fingers passed her clit. Taking the speaker first while the other two tagged teamed her tits. Pinching, pulling, twisting her nipples as her hungry mouth swallowed the jock with ease. “Mmm Mmm.. Ohh fuckkk” reaching for another cock. “OooohMmmmMmmmMmmm..” her hand was soaked by her orgasm. Jerking off the second dude with her mouth, having more ferocity to suck him off then the jock. A slap to her ass, the hard grip as her pale skin turn a tint of red, “Oh fuck man I can’t wait” the third said pulling her into a doggy position. “Oh fuck man (his cock was ripe and ready to bang away at her swollen lips. “Fuck you dude. Man on you back if you want that cunt cuz I’m going to peg dat ass” the jock gave the third student a menacing glare. Pulling her on top of him, pushing her down on his cock, “Fuckkk (slapping her ass before holding it open for the jock) Mmm you are so fucking tight” if the compliment was necessary. The jocks cock was as hard as ever, licking his hand then smearing his spit on his shaft. “Now we’ll see.. Ohh my fuck girl (her asshole being extremely tight with another cock banging away at her pussy).. Ooo Ooo yes yesss.. Ooooh yesssssssss” her asshole gobbled up his cock as the biggest orgasm she has ever had hit with a vengeance. Slamming her ass back while the lucky dude who was getting a blow job stuffed his cock deep in her throat. Gripping her tits, thrusting her back, pushing her forward until the ultimate tri-orgasm. “Ohh fuck I’m..” “Ooo Ooo fuckkk Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” “Fuck fuckkk Mmmm.. Ooooh yes Ooooh yesss..” Echoed throughout the class room totally drowning out the female.. butt there was one other female who was not apart of the I’ll fuck you to get a passing grade. “Mmmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmmm.. (eyes closed, head back, mouth sealed butt still the moaning came through)” Mrs. Donavon was having her second orgasm of the morning.
Tag: Bondage
WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 003 Black Leather Belt Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)
“Where is it..” Clarissa was tearing her dresser apart. “I know I unpacked it.. didn’t I?” Throwing the question out there for anyone with in ear shot could answer. The jiggle at the door happened moment’s before it was swung open, “Mmm.. (Clarissa’s roommate, Pixel was staring dreamy eyes at the ceiling), he was fast butt (trembling a little) he kept on going through five orgasms (trembling a lot more), I think I’m in love” her finger doing tight circles around her own clit, her body had given into the urge to buck out right. Collapsing on the bed right next to Clarissa, “Have you ever been so fucking turned on that you will fuck anything” Pixel’s finger dipped into the saucy depths of her pussy. “Well no I.. I.. … well no” Clarissa was afraid to answer Pixel’s question. “Cuz I just love the (sucking the cum from her finger) taste of creamy goodness Mmm..” Pixel moaned letting her orgasm take her away. The tightness of her stomach almost gave way to the black leather belt she had borrowed. Reaching around for a handhold, ignoring her peripheral vision. Clarissa hand was draped across Pixel’s hips, “Mmm, Ohh yes gir.. … (Pixel’s stomach imploded) Ohh fuckkk Mmm.. (grabbing Clarissa’s hand as her body contorted on it’s self)” Pixel orgasm was still raging. Looking for a escape route Pixel attacked Clarissa’s mouth. Sucking in her tongue before making sweet sweet love to it. Entangling her hand into Clarissa’s hair as her body spasmed dragging Clarissa’s hand down even further. The softness of the inner thigh, the wetness of a orgasming pussy all registered in Clarissa’s mind butt was unable to move do to the shock of having this stranger invading her mouth. The feel of her tongue as it explored the depths of her own passion, the feel of a females lips that caressed her own curiosity, the touch of a black leather belt. Gripping Pixel’s inner thigh as her own body was rebelling. Feeling the wetness lining her own cunt, as the cum started to bead up along the lips. The soft moaning cuming from some other worldly source, “Mmmmmmmmm..” “Was that me??? It couldn’t have been.. Mmmmmmmmm.. Ohh fuckkk I’m.. I’m.. Mmmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmmm, cuming..” Clarissa mind couldn’t believe what be was happening to her body. Shifting her hand, caressing the tender pussy as it was on the retreat. Finally finding something that her mind could say that it was hers, the black leather belt. Closing around it’s firm edge’s, gripping it’s smooth finish on two sides, controlling the body in which it encased. The kiss deepened as Clarissa lost all consciousness of everything butt the black leather belt.
WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 001 Fight # Phat Pussy Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)
“Are you sure this is what normal couples do.. it seems so kinky” tugging playfully at the bindings on her wrist. “Don’t worry about it I’m here..” the darkness breathed heavily in her ear, “..and nothing is going to get you..” His breathing sighed out of his mouth into her ear, “..that is nothing butt me” nipping her ear lobe as his kisses where bound for her neck. Her quiver was laced with cum as his kisses came alive with the taste of her skin. Brushing her hair to the side as his lips slide towards her spine. “Umm do not.. stop.. Ohhh yes, do not stop..” feeling her stomach drop as the darkness breathed on her spine. Wishing her hands where free so she could help drain her own wetness. “Stop Ohhh please (her body trembled under the intense kissing) I’m I’m.. Ohhh goddess..” loosing all conscious memory. Her body pulsated with the impending orgasm, “Please.. please Ohhh plea..”
“Good morning people this is your captain speaking the time is sex thirty at the Lost Orgasm Airport, we shall be making out in five minutes if you would please put your trays up so your kitty can dismount as we start our final decent. Stewardess if you will prepared the passengers then cum up to the cock pit and see about your captain” the onboard intercum went silent. Checking herself out after being jolted out of her dream, “It always ends this way (letting a long breath out), I am just curious if I will ever find out what that stomach thing means” collapsing her compact after giving herself a quick make over. The plane had started to descend as the wings leveled out, “Ohh my fuck” Clarissa mouthed, getting a perfect view of the University that she was going to be attending. “The Wet Dreams University I am pretty sure there will be a story or two down there” with the engines reversing it seems the whole world was trying to stop. “Good morning people this is the Lost Orgasm Airport wishing you all to have a wondrous time on out pink sandy beaches. Let us not forget the local fuckkee team with the Wet Dreams University, if you haven’t seen a game you don’t know what you are missing. Shopping, dining and other worldly pleasures of the flesh await you like always have a fucking great time” the announcement bowed out just as the captain buzzed back on. “This is flight Phat Pussy saying have a wondrous time in Silk Stocking, you may now depart.”
Unexpected Developments Pt1. [MF][bd][anal]
“So you wanna try it?” Emma asked Tim.
“I dunno, it seems a little… freaky.”
“Well of course it’s a little freaky, I’m tied up and blindfolded. I’m going to be so vulnerable. You are going to be able to do anything you like, put your dick in my mouth, my pussy, even up my ass if you want. I have to trust you, completely. I do, so please, if I let you do this, can you trust me enough to do the same?”
Jeez, thought Tim what do I say to that? “You really sure?” Tim asked, thinking the return match might not be fun for him.
“Yeah,” Emma said, “I’ve been thinking about this for a while, and my pussy gets wet at the thought. Even now, if you were to reach into my panties, you’ll find I’m wet.”
“Jeez, Emma, we’re at school.”
“Well, okay, but-” Just then, Tim’s sister, Emily came up, willowy, blond, just like Emma.
“What’s up guys?” She asked.
“I’m inviting Tim to my place Friday night,” Emma told her.
“Tim! We’re going bowling, remember? Dad told us the other day!”
written before experience
Mistress has asked me to meet her for play. The place is secluded and a little intimidating. I feel the butterflies fluttering inside me. I don’t think I’ve ever been so anxious before. I walk in to find her waiting. She began with tying me up.
She took my arms and tied them together behind my back, the ropes found their way to my chest wrapping around each breast. I could feel the ropes digging in as they grew tighter. My skin tight and sensitive to her touch. I felt her spread my legs and place a bar in between them strapping it to my legs so that I am completely vulnerable and unable to move. Cold metal brushed against my back as she maneuvered a chain to hold my hair over an overhanging bar of some sort, she then ran the chain down between my thighs to the spreader bar below.
She walked somewhere behind me to retrieve something…..
I hear her footsteps approach me once again and immediately become nervous.
I feel her trail it down my back and down to my ass… Then with a flick of her wrist, pain shoots through me as I am struck…. I know now that it is a crop, she strikes me again after trailing it up my back and over my shoulder to my breasts-where she quickly strikes both of my sensitive breasts.
I yell out with each painful strike trying to move only caused my hair to be pulled causing more pleasant discomfort, the pain fades as quickly as it came. Even as I grew to suspect it when she continued to my nedan an for another strike. She allowed my outburst but not my words as I began to speak she would spank me. After the strikes were done I was left wondering what was next…..
She came back with the crop still in hand but something else in the other… I began to wonder if I was cut out for this lifestyle, my wondering cut short when a finger was pushed suddenly inside of me. Coming out and up my clit before being inserted into my mouth for me to taste myself…. Apparently I was very wett…
The mysterious object hidden in her hand soon became not so mysterious when I felt the pressure on my anus as she pushed the plug in there was a pop like noise and a somewhat painful feeling that soon subsided to an uncomfortable pleasure. Before walking away to retrieve yet another toy my beautiful redheaded, perfectly curvy, and deliciously tan mistress went down on me.it was like nothing I ever felt before….. Her skilled tongue hitting every topical hot spot, the perfect flick against my clit again and again, sucking and nibbling in a way only a woman could dream of….. I was almost at my breaking point when she suddenly stopped and walked away…
Unable to move or see what was coming, and too mind boggled to worry I just stood there… Not that I could sit….
She came back and this time she spoke.
‘do you think you’re a good little whore? ‘
I didn’t know if she wanted me to actually answer until I felt the crop once more on my behind and she repeated herself.
‘ yes’ I shrieked… Must not have been the answer she wanted… I received another strike this time with a cane to my breasts.
‘yes what?! ‘ she yelled…. Oh now I get it.
‘ yes mistress’
Then silence, I felt her remove the plug and replace it with another, slightly bigger one. The familiar pop and pain actually felt good this time. She then placed something in my nedan, I felt the pressure of the plug shift as it entered my canal. She then released my hair and sat me down. She had put on a strap on.
She then grabbed me by the hair and forced me to take it into my mouth.
‘suck me like a good little whore’
And I did. I took it like a champ… I mean it wasn’t like it was my first time…. I am married after all. I deep throated that fake dick like it was daddy’s… Now mistress has me show off my tongue work on her own nedan, she tasted so delicious I didn’t want to stop, my tongue darted up and down her clit in and out of her pink little hole. She tasted so good…. Mmmmmmmm I sucked her clit grazing my teeth along the sensitive skin…. Sadly she pulled away and and took a collar andPlaced it around my neck, then she took a chain and ran it from my neck to the spreader bar. The chain was even shorter than the other one she used for my hair. I was now immobile and almost in a ball. I felt a strong vibration suddenly in my unspoken area. She must be playing with the remote.
I can’t see her but I imagine she is smiling as I struggle to move. But then I feel the bullet slide out so abruptly that it shocks me enough for a moan to escape from my lips. Then pain strikes as she smacks my ass with the cane still in her hand. She adjusted the strap on before sticking the head inside of me. I moaned and she smacked my breast with the cane causing me to yell. She pulled out of me and slid the end of the cane up and down my slippery slit. She smacked my clit a couple of times and I cried out.
She smiled as she slammed the big fake dick inside of me. I once again felt the plug in my anus shift, causing a somewhat painful but pleasurable sensation.
Mistress definitely has opened my eyes.
She pounced me over and over, I screamed over and over…. I was so aroused I began begging for her to let me cum. She didn’t answer but kept thrusting into me. I felt an orgasm building but I knew I shouldn’t cum before she gave permission.
She stopped abruptly and replaced the bullet into my nedan and walked away. Every 5-10seconds the vibration would come and I would come so close to cumming and then it would stop. I could no longer tell where she was…. The vibration became more and more random. The excitement rising as I hear those glorious footsteps coming near me. I was spanked once as she approached. Then her hand ran across my slit – – still in a balled position – – removing the bullet and plug from my holes. She then smacked both with the crop she had brought back to torture me with. Then she stuck a double header in the empty holes making me moan. Then she came around to face me as she smacked my very sensitive tits pinching both nipples making me scream out.
I was so ready to burst but she wanted more. She sat on my face her hands maneuvering the double header and told me.
‘You can cum when I do’
I went to work. I started by licking from the top of her clit back to her hole my tongue found its way into it and back out again. I then brought her clit into my mouth and sucked on it, I could hear her moaning as I grazed my teeth from base to end of the clit. Her nedan tasted so good, like a candy without a distinct taste… Indescribable. I flicked and darted I even nibbled on the lips a bit. I was having so much fun flicking her clit with my tongue and gauging her moans that when she came all over my face I was a little sad that it was over. I came as her juices ran down my chin and the wonderful scent filled the air.
Just to note…. This is my first time writing anything bondage and also my first time taking a request for a story.
Free-use [M/f][Bondage][free-use, duh?]
She is in my room and on my bed. Naked, collared, flushed, aroused. She is tied up in my rope. On her back. Legs open, knees up. Ass and pussy hanging off one edge. Mouth hanging off the other. She is blindfolded. One or more of her holes, which I may not be inclined to use, are plugged closed. The remainder, nerve endings alive with anticipation, are at my service.
She lies there for however long I please. The clock ticks and her heart throbs and her skin tingles. Vulnerable, pliant, splayed wide open. I tower above her undulating form. I am quiet and she is still. Like a doe wary of danger, in the primitive part of her brain, prey senses predator. And I am hungry. Greedy. Possessive. She is mine. She is *mine* before she is *her*. *Mine*, and only for me.
I may fuck her aching asshole hard and deep. She gasps with the sharp pain of being stretched, and grunts with the deeper hurt in her guts. But her mind pays no heed to flesh. It is drunk – indulged in the satisfaction of being filled.
Getting ready for the sex club – Pt. 1
This is a continuation of a previous story.
[https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/t7l0bf/first_threesome_with_my_bff_and_her_bf_my_first/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/t7l0bf/first_threesome_with_my_bff_and_her_bf_my_first/)
Paige texted me and told me about this new club she hear about. She works at a fancy club with bottle service and all that. I am not really into that type of stuff, but she swore this club was different. After some prodding, she told me it was a sex club that her and Ryan wanted to go to and they thought having me come would help get in. I was pretty hesitant, but after lots of begging from Paige, I agreed. Before we went Paige and I got some mani/pedis and a full brazilin wax. We went back to Paige’s apartment where she said she had a surprise. She took a shower and came out and told me that I should shower as well. In the bathroom on the counter was a enema kit, I had never done too much butt stuff besides the occasional finger, but I felt so bare, clean and smooth with my brazillian wax and Paige insisted. I hopped in the shower and washed up and did the enema.
V & Judy Leave Night City [FF] [CYBERPUNK] [STORY HEAVY] [MILD MINDMELD & BODY MODS]
*Hey Guys, this is my first story so don’t go too hard on me, I’d love any feedback to be better, this is kinda just a teaser story to see if there’s any interest in my writing something a little more involved and smutty, also it’s more story (backstory) driven than anything else*
I stuck my dick in crazy [MF] [bondage]
It was nothing like how they showed on TV — for starters, Jamie remember it all, he never blacked out. The car, driver oblivious to his presence. The crunch of his bike tire twisting out of shape. His hind-brain reaction, flinging himself away unthinkingly. Landing on the ground, his helmet bouncing off the asphalt. And it was all so quiet, out on these rural roads, away from passersby or witnesses, the breeze and birds ambivalent to the drama below.
He groaned and sat up, catching his breath. He looked at the car — a German luxury SUV, license plate frame declaring “Angels are watching over me.” He sighed.
The bike? He surveyed. The frame… it might be salvageable. The rear tire, total loss. The derailleur–
“Oh wow, are you ok?”
Jamie looked up at the speaker. The driver of the car, a petite woman, weirdly nonchalant considering that she’d just ran him over. Her colors were all bright and summery — pastel yellow capris and a pastel pink blouse, with a thin pastel green sweater over it. It occurred to Jamie she was the color of a dinner mint. He chuckled, “Good Lord.”
Alycia Part 1 – Tinder Date [FM]
We’ll start with some background. My name is Ben. At the time I was in my mid twenties, just shy of six feet tall, 175 lbs, athletic, dark brown hair, brown eyes, with a short beard on my face. I was heavily active on a few dating apps and had a few women who I would sleep with on occasion, but was constantly looking for my next hot fling. That brings us to Alycia…
We matched on Tinder and quickly developed a connection. She was very open, brutally honest, witty, and on the surface looked as innocent as a kitten. She was about 5’3″, skinny, with long wavy blonde hair, b-cups, and a nice little bubble butt from what I could tell. We exchaned just enough on Tinder to realize we were both sane enough to meet in person and decided to meet up later that week at a bar she recommended.
Friday afternoon rolled around and I was seated at a table sipping a beer waiting for Alycia to show up. She arrived fashionably late wearing a long flowing yellow skirt and small white t-shirt that left her stomach exposed slightly. She had a glwoing smile on her face and we hit it off without any awkwardness. We shared our backgrounds with each other, getting more and more personal as we traded stories back and forth.