Alli had the most perfect little body. Our new music director was fresh out of grad school, and her small figure matched her youthful personality. I call her Alli, because calling her Mrs. Lastname made her feel old. This would be her first music job since graduating, but she was definitely not inexperienced. With the firmest of personalities, she stood at just about 5’4″, short red hair, freckles and gorgeous green eyes that sometimes turned blue, with an ass that deserves its own few sentences. She was an avid runner, and had a body that confused her as a PE teacher. We weren’t used to it. Alli wore the tightest pants that just barely hugged around her waist. She couldn’t find jeans that fit both her ass and waist respectively, this part here is very true, she’d complain about it frequently, and we were all the more grateful for it. She couldn’t walk away without an entire group just ogling her entirely. Her waist was just unbelievable. And on the days we performed, I’d feel envious of the audience behind her, witnessing her in her usual skirts. For a high school full of dry old men, she was more one of us rather than an adult. She demanded we all call her Alli the first day we met, and was just the coolest teacher we’d ever have. We all wanted to fuck her immediately.
Tag: Fantasy
One hot night in July [MF] ][solo]
Hi this was going to be a story going back and forth between the minds of the two characters, but it ended up being very long so might do it in multiple parts. Also this is my first story so be kind! ?
My room is always so hot in July. It’s 4am and I’m just lying spread eagle in my underwear staring at the ceiling. I rent a tiny room I pay way too much for on the top of floor of a shared house, which seems to be more of a greenhouse than anything else. I live with two girls which sounds amazing but to be honest we’re all almost always out of the house and don’t hang out much, besides, I’m quite quiet anyway.
I share the top floor with one of my roommates, but her room is massive in comparison to mine, I have no idea how she can afford it. Our rooms seem to have been connected at one time as there’s a cheap painted piece of wood nailed into the space where a door would normally be in the corner which means that sound travels between our rooms pretty easily.
After Hours Class (part 1) [fiction] [MF] [light BDSM]
Mrs. K. was my favorite teacher in this last year in College. She was a cute brunette in her forties with curves to die for and a smile that could brighten your whole day. That was when she was smiling to me, because I wasn’t the brightest lightbulb on the chandelier. My interest was more directed towards her body than her teachings. She was a regular fantasy material of mine.
Her class was the last of the day, pushing late into 7 p.m. to compensate for a missed day. She was as gorgeous as ever, wearing heels over black stockings, a tight skirt just short enough and a blouse turned nearly transluscent by the bright neon lights. At some point, she came next to me to answer a question and by lowering herself offered me a dizzying sight into her cleavage. Her perfume was sweetly tingling my nose and I couldn’t take my eyes off the curve of her breasts, peeking at the lace of her bra.
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[mmf] Cuckold’s Wife makes him Submit to Her Bull [cuckold] [femdom] [forced bi]
Originally written by Michäel Ändrew Pöwell from https://samanthasummersinstitute.org/community/forced-bi-cuckolding/real-cuckold-stories/#post-350
Cuckold’s Wife Makes him Submit to her Bull
My wife and I had a very fun and sexually charged denied cuckold marriage for many years. We were open about everything and my wife Barbara enjoyed getting the shit fucked out of her my various men whenever she liked. It kept things from getting boring sexually for her and fulfilled a deep fantasy of mine to be sexually humiliated by a beautiful woman. What I didn’t see coming after such a short time after our move is that my wife had changed our relationship without me knowing it. After finding all the bruises and carpet burns on Barbara just a few short months after our move I knew things were about to change. After I confronted my wife about what she had been doing she became really mad at me and told essentially fuck off and to leave her in peace while she got ready for her date with James.
Norfolk Naturist B&B – Threesome – Missed Opportunities [True] [threesome] [bi]
I remember once I was travelling on business to Norfolk and I needed a B&B for the night. My company would pay for a hotel but I had found a ‘Naturist B&B’ advertised and decided to try my luck. It was in a small village quite a few miles from where my meeting was to take place, but I didn’t care. Turning up at the B&B I was met by the owner, he led me into the place and in the lounge we stood and chatted, I noted on the wall a cast of a women’s torso, it was of a big boobed and nippled lady and went right down to just above the cunt.
I mentioned to the guy that I thought it was very sexy. He told me it was taken from his wife. Nice! I was shown to my room and told that if I wanted to go nude in the house that was fine as they would be nude later, but they did provide a robe to wear.
The Pill 3[cheating][sci fi][FM]
I couldn’t get her out of my head. The way she seduced me, used me, made me forget all about my girlfriend. I had loved and been faithful to Katy for years, never once thinking of straying. How, in one night, did Holly get so deep into my head that I would do such a thing? I had never been a cheater, not once in any relationship had I ever been unfaithful. I had plenty of chances over the years, but I had never been so enthralled by a woman in my life. Holly was beautiful, sultry, and most importantly, confident. She knew what she wanted and she didn’t hesitate to go after it, it was sexy. Unfortunately, what she wanted, was me.
I spent that entire night lying in bed next to Katy, beating myself up for my actions just hours before. My weakness took over and allowed it to happen, but, during the act, there was something different. Her body wasn’t like Katy’s, or for that matter, like any other woman I had ever been with. Her pussy wasn’t just tight, it seemed to have a mind of it’s own. She somehow managed to squeeze me in inhuman ways, knowing exactly when to compress and contract her muscles around my manhood. How could that be? It was as if she somehow had control over everything inside her. Her wetness, her tightness, it was like a fantasy. No woman had ever felt that good to penetrate, and she seemed to massage my shaft with her moist hole in just the right way to make me weak.
Innocent Jilling Caught on Camera Part 5
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/c5divi/innocent_jilling_caught_on_camera/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/c5z979/innocent_jilling_caught_on_tape_pt_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)
[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/c9lvgo/innocent_jilling_caught_on_camera_part_3/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)
[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/cbc5zu/innocent_jilling_caught_on_camea_part_4/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)
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Sara knocked on the door of 523, the room the Watcher has told her to go to. After a brief second she heard a shuffling of feet and saw a shadow pass the spy hole. Deadbolt lock clicked and the door opened up to a man with long, dark blond hair, wearing a masquerade masks and a long flowing silk kimono. He turned his body, extended his arm out, gesturing for her to come inside.
Sara stepped just inside and stopped. The door closed behind her. The man grabbed the shoulders of her coat and pulled back. It revealed Sara’s pale milky skin perfectly accented by red silk thread wrapping around her waist, with a string of pearls running down between her cheeks, firmly entrenched through her glistening lips.
Only a few days prior she wouldn’t have worn this piece of lingerie under her clothes in public let alone in just a rain coat but here she was standing with her shoulders pinned back, one leg forward, embracing the obvious stare she was receiving from the man who opened the door for her, as he tried to hang her coat but missed the hook and it fell to the ground.
Dinner Prep (Fantasy Erotica, Femdom)
Samantha knocked on Emily’s apartment door, black metal blared at her from somewhere inside. Samantha listened as the music was turned down and feet walked toward the door. In her hands were an assortment of packages that had been delivered for Emily earlier that day. She wondered if Kevin was here, he made her laugh. After a moment, the door unlocked and creaked open a couple inches. Emily peeked one eye and seeing Samantha, closed the door and removed the chain before opening the door all the way. Emily, or Big Sis as some of the students called her, was fully nude except for knee-high leather boots, a strap-on harness (with a huge purple dildo swaying from it) and a black leather choker. Her hair was up in a tall blue and purple mohawk that had sparkles in it. She had a cute hoop piercing in her nose and at least 20 different piercings in her ears. Her curvaceous body was covered with all manner of beautiful, intricate, and colorful tattoos. Samantha thought she was stunning. “Sis!” Emily exclaimed, as if nothing was out of place, “Hey thanks!”, she said, regarding the packages. “Come in, come in, I was just getting dinner ready,” she smiled and stepped aside, letting Samantha enter. Samantha giggled at the joke and shook her head, placing the packages on the entryway table. Emily closed the door and locked it, “Kevin is still here, come say hi,” she said, leading the way.
A Wrestler no More (Rape Fantasy, Celeb)
***A quick note from the author (Me!) This story is a fantasy based on the WWE wrestler Liv Morgan. It was written by request of a fan, and involves some extreme elements including kidnapping, rape, and mild torture. This is NOT real however, it is just a fantasy, and I hope nothing be happiness and Well Being for Miss Morgan. That being said, I hope you enjoy the story!***
The car accident was the first thing she remembered, almost as if it were a bad dream slipping away on the first thoughts of a semi-conscious mind as she struggled to open her eyes. The sudden realization hit her that her eyes were open, she was simply surrounded by darkness. This revelation was soon followed by the fact that she couldn’t move her arms, the feeling of rope wrapped tight around her wrists prevented it. Liv tried to scream, the sound coming out as a gurgled groan around the foul-tasting clothe stuffed between her lips.
Sexy Times in Paignton Sports Centre in the 1990’s [gay] mainly [fact] but veers into [fantasy]
I used to go to a sports center near where I lived that had a wet area that three days a week was clothing optional. It had a sauna with a cold plunge pool, a 6-8 person jacuzzi and a steam room as well as a relaxation area and two showers. The first couple of times I went I wore my trunks, but by the third one I was naked like the majority of the people. I’m not going to lie the clientele was 95% male.
Occasionally some couples would come in and more rarely a single woman or a couple of women. I was mid 20’s the age range seemed to be from there to 70’s. I soon realized that men were wanking themselves or wanking each other. I remember the first time in the Jacuzzi that I felt another mans leg nudge mine. Was it the bubbles that made it happen or had he done it on purpose. At this my cock was hard in anticipation. In anticipation of what I had no idea, but I knew sex of some form would probably happen.