How I [F] got face fucked by my teacher [M] (Part 2)

A couple weeks after were extremely weird. I just felt embarrased by what happened. This was something I truly hated: I’ve always felt uncomfortable a few minutes after having sex or masturbating. I felt guilty and ashamed and I never even knew why. Deep down, I knew I liked being face fucked by my teacher, but I tried my best to put it behind me. I was still attending classes regularly and I saw him about 4 times a week. I had so much trouble looking him in the eyes and just participating in class… It probably goes without saying that I stopped talking to him after class and just avoiding him as much as I could, which was quite noticeable.

This went on for a couple weeks. As usual, I’d try to put everything in my bag and leave the classroom as soon as possible, but as I was leaving, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

“Oh fuck.” I muttered.

“Close the door please, we should talk.” He said in a calm voice, not sounding like the person who face fucked me not so long ago.

[FM] New Adventures

It took us nearly 2 months to plan out and schedule this scene. There comes an age where finding time to have fun becomes a challenge. Fast forward to the bathroom of a syndicated motel bathroom that’s priced higher than some hotels. I agreed to clean myself and come out to the room to – for the lack of better words – submit. Although strictly its just to cooperate, after all, a lot of the things were my idea.

i entered a darkened room. In the middle, i vaguely saw a table lined up with lube, toys and what seemed to be skimpy clothing. she ushered me in. she was in a bathrobe, a little short on her and showing her shapely thighs and legs. We entered the toilet and she handed me a squeeze bottle enema, a towel and pointed to a small plug and lube. she asked a few clarifications, i apologized for being late – traffic is really really bad. she said as punishment i have to prepare myself on my own. so i did. showered, flushed myself thrice and once more for good measure … etc etc.

Titty Fight 4: Helen vs Scarlet [competition][hj][facial]

“The Greek Goddess has been slipping quietly up in the ranks of the titty fighting world! Helen, the newest and most formidable challenger of the year, has called out the #1 titty fighter of the world, Scarlet!”

The announcer’s voice boomed over the speakers surrounding the rooftop battle ring. The night air was cool, and the crowd was forming around the velvet ropes. The view of the city was breathtaking, but it was not the main attraction for the hundreds of people that had come up to the venue that night. There was a slight wind, but most of the fans had come prepared, wearing thick jackets and scarves. I, however, was about to feel the cold chill of the city wind on my bare chest, as I fought the battle of my life.

“Helen is a busty young challenger from Corfu Island in Greece. She has slowly been working her way up the titty fighting ladder since the beginning of 2019, and has come to the very top of the championship pyramid! In a few moments, we will be lucky to see two of the most beautiful and well endowed women in the world come head to head, breast to breast, nipple to nipple, in the biggest booby battle of the year. Challenger Helen, the Greek Goddess, is to your left, her big D’s ready for the biggest fight of her quickly growing career.”

My boyfriend fucked me like a dirty slut and I enjoyed it [MF]

My name is Jessie, I am 25 years old and I work as a bank accountant in a bank in the southwest of US. I originally come from Texas, but I lived my whole life in Arizona.

I am with my boyfriend for half a year now. He is a great guy; he respects me and loves me. He is also so good in bed, and we always had good sex.

Lately, anyway, I felt unsatisfied; I was horny all the time and always wanted more. Despite he was so good, he could not give me what I wanted, but I knew we could handle this situation.

I would wake up in the morning, “Oh John! Aaaah! Yeah, fuck me harder,” screaming and moaning loudly. “Yes, I can take you. I can take your big dick in my juicy cunt,” imagining him fucking me so hard like we never fucked before.

We had a sincere conversation about that yesterday. “Baby, don’t you wanna play today?” I said with a seductive tone. “What do you mean by that? We just had a hard fuck yesterday!” he replied rather surprised.

Half Day at half-mast [mF] (Reupload)

Edit: at the request of a mod, I’m adding the fact that both people involved in this story were 18 at the time (Birthdays were after the cutoff for school, but before the start of the year, odd coincidence on both parts)

Also, in my confusion to add this before, I accidentally deleted the whole post, my bad (I blame the mobile app)

Half Day at half-mast [mF]

Well, before we get to the main event on Friday, that next day on Thursday some shit did go down, and it only feels right to slightly cover it. Somehow, and I don’t exactly know, but somehow Jack, Emily boyfriend, had found out that I had been helping her with more than just her homework for the past couple weeks. I always suspected it was because Emily told one of her girlfriends what happened on Wednesday, and word spread from there. I was late to 1st period, but during class a friend told me that before school Jack was lurking the halls, wanting to mount my head on the flagpole. When my friend asked if the rumors were true, if I was actually fucking Emily, I was able to tell him with a straight face that no, I wasn’t, because we hadn’t fucked yet. By lunch, not only did everyone think that, but everyone knew Jack was going to track me down and kill me. When lunch finally came around, I decided not to pussyfoot around it and meet him in the quad. if I had to guess, the past few months sneaking around with Emily gave me some confidence, stupid me. I walked in and it only took a few seconds for people to point and whisper, with one guy yelling out “Hey Jack, there he is”. A crowd started to form as Jack walked up to his prey, me. Now, i’m fairly tall myself at 6’3’’, but Jack was still taller, not to mention in better shape being on the football team. When he finally closed the gap he started out by pushing me back into the lockers behind me, and yelled

The Spartan Woman – Part TWO – (mf) (PIV) (oral) (voyeurism) (exhibitionism) (stranger) (edging) (tease) (coercion) (domination)

My knees softly hit the floor either side of Tommy’s hips, his unsheathed cocked pressed against my seam. I hadn’t even noticed that he’d taken it out of his jeans, so caught up in the feel of his tongue stabbing at my pussy and sucking my clit. My pussy was still pulsing from my orgasm, sensitive to the heat that radiated from him. 

“That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” He murmured against my lips when he pulled my face to his, my hands mimicked his and latched onto the back of his neck so that we could angle the others head to devour one another better. “Watching you come apart because of me, tasting you.”

His words had me moaning, I’d never been one for dirty talk but it was different with him. I met every swipe of his tongue with my own, I was aching to take him inside of me, to ride him. I lifted my bum enough to manoeuvre his cock to my entrance. 

Trapped in a Cave [MM][MF][Fantasy]

Rira’s shoulders were aching. The edges of plating on Dalthrun’s boots were digging into her hands. Rira marched forward, carrying the bulk of the unconscious dwarf’s weight. She heard the dragging of metal on dirt behind her. Without looking she called out, “Pick up the base wizard boy!”

Weight shifted behind her as Jerek lifted up the dwarf’s hands a little higher. She heard him let out a small groan, barely able to carry the weight.

Rira held onto Dalthrun’s boots on either side of her hips. Her shoulders and arms were strong and tight. She was strong and had a definition that showed it. She wore a fitted leather armor, one built for function rather than show. Most merchants tried to sell her pieces with intricate details. She finally found a leather worker that would make a set to keep her safe, rather than show off. With layers of padding and thick pieces placed to keep her safe, Rira was sweating under the strain. She walked with sure footing in sensible boots for the time she spent out in the woods and wilderness.

Free Use Friday Chapter 2 All About Dat Ass [MF][anal]

I’ve been following Debbie all day. Waiting for that 5 o’clock bell to ring. Debbie’s got the best ass I’ve ever seen, and I’ve seen her in tight shorts at the university gym doing all exercises, but especially the glute exercises. Her ass has the roundest shape, yet the best jiggle. I dream about her doing those moves naked on my dick. Her gym clothes leave nothing to the imagination. Nice tits, tiny waist, long black hair that just reaches that ass.

At 4:59 she ducks into her dorm room. I heard last week she didn’t make it out of her chemistry class and got trained. She had to drop the class just to come hide in her dorm. Free use is allowed everywhere, so I walked right into her room.

“Hi, Debbie. I’m Phil, I seen you at the gym I want to fuck your ass.” Straight to the point as I like to be.

Debbie looks a bit shocked, but she rallied quickly with a, “Okay, but could you lock the door so no one else comes in? How do you want me?”

Brutal Rejection. [M,f][Rape][Rough][Str8]

This was a requested story, but hopefully you all enjoy it.

If the title isn’t clear, this is story involves rape and some level of violence. If it’s not your jam, I would move along.

She was a stumbling, groggy mess, as the wandered down the stairs. The party was rowdy and crowded, fueled by far too much alcohol. But he had kept his eyes on her all night, watching her down drink after drink. From sober, to tipsy, to completely wasted.

No one was going to miss one person, everyone else was far too gone themselves. And he had waited a long time for this opportunity. Rejected and rebuffed time and time again by her. His advances always laughed off and teased away. He wasn’t going to let this chance pass.

He approached her, half slumped against the deck railing. Her jerking, drunk movements spilling her drink over herself. Her tight skirt clung to her curves, accentuating her plump ass and wholesome waist. Her blouse was crooked, one-shoulder slipped off her shoulder exposing her large breasts. He could feel his cock twitch with excitement.