Moral qualms aside, the story I am about to tell is one of the hottest sexual experiences I have had. This happened in the spring of 2016, during my senior year of college. I went to a school on the east coast, and some research that I had completed was selected to be presented at a student conference at a fairly prestigious catholic university in the midwestern US. I was super excited to present my work, but also excited to get away from my boyfriend for the weekend. Since the summer, I had known I wanted to break up with my boyfriend. I was feeling extremely trapped and stressed about our relationship. I had told him I wanted to end relationship already; however, we were sharing a lease until the beginning of summer. So for a few months I was trapped living with him, and basically trying to continue our relationship as normal even though we both knew it was failing. My ex boyfriend, Logan, was a egotistical musician with a “sex, drugs and rock-n-roll” type of personality. He was extremely possessive of me and when we were together – he never let me out of his sight. As I fell out of love with him, I became more and more frustrated with our sex life, and increasingly fantasized about sleeping with someone else for the first time in 3 years. I ended up cheating on him multiple times over the next few months, with many men. I can’t lie – the thrill of doing something so immoral and secretive did get me off. Before the weekend, cheating again definitely wasn’t my explicit plan, but I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t floating around a distant possibility in the back of my head.
Tag: Fantasy
The teacher [F]antasy
This is a repost, edited for clarity.
So back in high school (about 2 years ago now) there was this hot teacher, well call Adam. Adam was pretty much every girls fantasy. They’d go into his class and just talk with him, or take extra long to drop off papers. They’d want his class just to look at him. He was also 27, while I was 18. I didn’t think he was very good looking until the second semester of my senior year. When that happened, it’s like he noticed me as well.
Once, walking to my car after school one day I caught him checking me out. If we saw each other in the hallways we’d smile. I was in yearbook and had to interview people for my page, I ended up in his classroom, and no exaggeration he acted like he only noticed me (I was in there with 2 other people) He only talked to me and kept looking at me. I was so nervous I didn’t say a word.
Anyways, cut to graduation where were in lines to rehearse. My line ended up being right next to his. I was at the back, he was at the back, again he checked me out. Coincidentally, he also ended up walking next to me on the way to the parking lot as well after that day. But, keep in mind we weren’t talking in anyway at this point.
About a month after graduation my friend told me to add Adam on Facebook. I did, he accepted pretty much right away. Nothing happened for a while until a drunken Friday night. I was scrolling through my feed, champagne drunk & I decided to check Adam out. I liked a few of his pics, he liked a few of mine, back and forth back and forth. Then he slid into my DMs with that sexual sly face emoji and it went bananas from there.
We talked all day everyday, about everything. His likes, my likes, our dislikes, he was definitely trying to flirt with me and show he wanted me. I, at first, was not into it. I didn’t think he’d want anything to do with me if he knew who i actually was. After a few days I brought up if he actually knew who I was (a student) and he did, and he admitted to checking me out. So that was that, no mystery.
A few days after that he invited me to his house. I was against it at first but figured fuck it, I’m legal, he knows who I am, I’ll go for it. I didn’t think anything would happen, It was a Wednesday night, he had school the next day, it was already 8 when I got there. I really thought we would just talk and get to know each other in person. Keep in mind, before him I only had one long term boyfriend and sexual partner. I was naive. But lo and behold, we actually did end up doing the deed. We fucked, sucked and came. I thought it was amazing, his dick was huge, his head game was awesome. I was impressed. What was I supposed to say, a guy 9 years older than me had to have more experience and actually know what he was doing right? Wrong. At least I figured that out after getting more experience. Having sex with him was like having a hot, thick rod connected to a dummy pounding you. No other stimulation.
We ended up “dating” from there. I say that because it was basically just me going to his house, us talking for hours and having sex. He took me on a few dates, to a concert and out to eat. But I never met anyone in his life, he never met anyone to me. But he did teach me about pouring cans of beer into plastic cups and drinking and driving.
I only sucked him off once because he was so big (again, no experience) I know I was terrible. I do get very, very wet and he loved that, but he was so big I couldn’t really get set enough. He never made me cum, and he lasted for either 2 mins or an hour. But now with more experience, I realize he was actually pretty bad. Between his jack rabbit anger sex or his intense eye contact slow sex, it was probably actually a 3/10 compared to the 11/10 I thought.
I stayed the night a lot. We’d cuddle pretty much the whole night, until I got hot or he turned over. We’d have sex in the middle of the night after I’d grind on him when I knew he was half awake or when he’d start rubbing me and I’d wake up to it. He was pretty big (at least 9 inches and very girthy) so he cock was hard to ignore) That was good sex, the sleepy just need to cum but this is so hot sex.
After a while I realized he was actually very weird, immature for being so old, and also a teacher dealing with kids everyday. I’m not sure what it came down to, I think his last breakup really fucked with him. I think he had daddy issues. Or maybe I was just a rebound and he didn’t care about anything. It ended pretty soon after it started to get to the lines of what are we, what are we doing. After about 3 months he just stopped replying to me the day after I went to one of his football games (he was a coach). I texted him a few weeks later and he said he was great and happy. Maybe I was a lapse in judgment, maybe I was a rebound. All I do know is I wasn’t his only student fling.
[CD] to [cuck] Wife tells the story of how it started
My husband Ron and I have been going through some rougher than normal patches for the last few months or year. We have been married for 15 years and together for 17 years. We met early in life, actually while still in high school. Yes, we were high school sweet hearts but, neither of us were completely “unexperienced”. While I believe my past was a little wilder than his, he was handsome, sweet and made me want to be a good woman for him. Ron, was always a quite person and didn’t talk much about his past. That was good for me because I didn’t really want to talk about mine either. So, through the years we grow together. Yes, there were some fights but, nothing major.
One night a couple years back, Ron and I are talking like the best friends we are, while we are drifting off to sleep. He tells me that he used to dress in women’s clothing. This didn’t completely shock me, I’m aware a lot of boys crossdress at some point growing up. I console him, telling him that is no surprise and we fall asleep soon after.
[cuck] My Wife and I Go Camping
When I married my wife Katie several years ago, I assumed I was marrying a sexually conservative girl. Katie had only slept with a couple boyfriends before me, and she was never very adventurous. Occasionally I would try some kinky stuff in the bedroom, but it would be obvious she wasn’t thrilled with it, and we would eventually go back to vanilla sex.
But a few months ago, we went on a camping weekend that really opened up a new horizon of sexual experiences for the two of us. It started with us both taking a long weekend off from work and setting out for a nearby mountain lake that we usually visit. We intended to spend a couple days alone with each other, swimming and hiking and unwinding.
Unfortunately, when we reached our usual spot near the lake, we saw a big tent was already set up. Nearby were three young guys, who looked in their early 20s, a few years younger than us.
I thought about going somewhere else, but Katie really loved that spot, so we decided to just go ahead and camp next to the guys. We got out of the car and walked up to them. “Hey, do you guys mind if we camp here, too?” I asked.
[M]ovie fantasy [public sex]
so I have this fantasy of going to a movie and meeting up with a cum loving cocksucker.
While at the movie this girl with great tits and a lovely ass sits next to me right as the trailers are playing. I get a nice look at her while she is sitting down and think it strange that she is sitting next to me as the theater is pretty empty, but it’s a free country. Somewhere during the beginning of movie she “accidentally” spills her popcorn in my lap and very quickly starts to clean up her mess; constantly rubbing against my groan. This doesn’t go unnoticed and I start getting hard. She repeatedly apologizes for her clumsiness and then without warning she undoes my pants and fishing my hardening cock out (I go commando so it is pretty easy for her). Without asking she swallows my cock. The movie is forgotten and I start to caress her sweet ass. I reach under her and undo her pants while she bobs up and down on me, her saliva dripping over my shaved balls. I lock one hand in her hair, while the other traces down her now easily accessed crack and feel the wetness starting build…
Oh shit, I have to go, the justice league movie starts in 15 minutes in Cookeville, Tn. I have to gear up and ride my motorcycle there quickly;
Investigating the S.L.A.V.E. school (Part 2) [F] [roleplay]
In town, after my first day of teaching, i was understandably curious about the town that could accept and get away with so much wrong-doing. People in groups will sometimes give into certain ideas and patterns in some weird circumstances.
The entire town was obviously built with the high-school in mind. Driving around, one could see that all major buildings were built around this highschool. I need to learn as much as i can. I might have some ideas about how to accomplish that though. A little bit of social engineering, but there is only time for questions now… and maybe a little ‘personal’ time.
Ever since moving here i’ve been unusually horny. Maybe its just being away from Jane. Maybe… no. Give me a break. *Maybe its something in the water,* i joke to myself.
The town is built around an all girl’s high-school. The only high-school. But that leaves the obvious question of where the boys are taught? Perhaps they aren’t forced or even expected to go to highschool. It seems like men have little to no personal responsibility here. I notice there aren’t any police around. Maybe it’s because they have a low crime rate. Maybe it’s because they don’t bother enforcing laws.
NSFW. 50 Shades of Celibacy. [MF] [Parody] [Voyeurism] [Nonconsensual] [Serial]
*Previous installments of this story can be viewed in my profile. This is a 50 shades of Grey parody.
*Previously: After Ana has an inappropriately sexual dream about the tech support guy who fixed her laptop a few days ago, and screams out his name in the night, Christian is furious with her; he’s seen it all on the webcam set up to surveil her while he’s away. He accepts her explanation that she doesn’t remember what she was dreaming about, but ignores her in retaliation.*
*In this chapter, Ana tries to find the right words to express her own unexplored desires in a story of her own, after she reviews a book manuscript which is everything she never wanted to read about sex from a male POV.*
**Warnings: NSFW. Crude language, ableist language, misogyny, manipulation, voyeurism, non-consensual sex and sexual coercion.**
##SIX
Late that night, alone, while Christian was working in his office, ignoring me yet again, I found myself bored with my own work, longing for something better than the drivel I was currently reading. I set the manuscript aside and glanced at the pile of other documents I’d brought home with me, sighing at the title of the topmost one: Song of the Seaman, it read. Please let that not be a terrible pun, I thought to myself. the genre was flagged as “romance,” which did not bode well for these hopes.
Hooked On You [MFF] [3some]
Eleven thirty-eight in the morning. That was the time I saw on the small digital clock sitting askew on the antique wood and gold nightstand. The room was still somewhat dark due to the thick champagne embroidered velvet curtains, but there were some rays of sun peeking in through the small openings, affording me some light to get a bearing on my surroundings.
The three of us were spread out over the king size bed. Pillows and blankets were both thrown haphazardly along with all of our clothes around the room in various messy piles, the only thing covering our naked bodies was the lone cream silk sheet left on the bed and our various limbs.
After my mind finally began to wake up, I found myself on my stomach in between both of them with one of his hands laying warmly on the middle of my back, the sound of light breathing tickling my ear. I smiled as I turned to my side, my body twinging at the slight soreness and my smile turned into a large grin at the tiny reminder my mind conjured up for me of our wild and crazy sex-filled evening; her beautiful moans as she came just from my tongue fluttering over her delicious pussy.
Article I of the Contract – Make Believe
“No matter how unlikely I’ve fallen for everything that you might be, I’ve accepted that this mirage is nothing more than a figment of my imagination, but the threads of truth weaved in between means they look just strong enough for me to hang on too.”
I’ll make you touch that illusion;
Be intimate with that fantasy;
Entice that myth;
Feel the apparition & fill in every bit of your so called pipe dream.
I can provoke a few daydreams enhance nightmares to pleasure stares cause your worry to drift into the nether & intensify ecstasy that will force you willingly into the grips of its addiction.
I will be that apparition you say doesn’t exist.
Allow your curiosity be the fuel that takes you on this trip.
Just step out of your mind and into this room.
Only when I tie you up can you be set free of your insecurities.
You say what you’re looking for is impossible, are you willing to step out of reality?
You can return to the safety of real life at any time, but in this realm the pleasure you have doubted is waiting.
All I need is the time & your submission, I have what it takes to make you believe.”
The Genie (fantasy, public, MFFFFFFFF)
I was going through a divorce, and it sucked. Really bad. The ex was fighting for as much as she could get her hands on, including our two teenage daughters. I had needed some air, so I drove out to the coast, content to walk along the beach until…whenever. As I was walking, my foot stumbled upon something hard and metallic. I bent down to pick it up, and it was an old metal flask of some sort with some writing on the side. As I rubbed at it to see what was written, it suddenly began to get very hot. So hot that I dropped it back in the sand. So hot that it was smoking, green, of all colors. Suddenly from the smoke stepped out a beautiful woman, dressed in a gold bikini top and loose harem-style pants. Her skin was a golden color as well, and I couldn’t help but notice how shiny and smooth it was. She informed me that she wasn’t indeed a woman, but a genie, and was forced to take the form of whatever would please her master the most. She was here to grant me three wishes. I was convinced that it was a crazy person, in from the surf or something, messing with my brain. Probably sent by my ex-wife to murder me in my sleep or something. Whether it was boredom, horniness, anger, amusement, or drunkenness, I’m not sure, but I said to the genie, “take off your clothes then, if you’re here for my pleasing.” Instantly she was nude. Her golden tan was not limited to her uncovered areas, she appeared to be glowing everywhere, and was completely hairless below her head. She was naked so fast that she would have had no time to actually remove her clothes, and I knew somehow that she was speaking the truth and that by some crazy force of nature I was talking to an actual genie. And a gorgeous naked one at that.