Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.2: The Library [f][Fsub][huml]

The bell rang. The class got up from their desks, the professor calling out last minute instructions, battling to talk over the rising din of conversation. Kerina quietly packed up her books into her small carry bag. She stood and eased her way into the mass of people heading for the exits.

Kerina was wearing a long white skirt, a blue blouse and sandals and her hair was hanging loose to her mid back. She negotiated her way out of the class and into the main quadrangle at the university. Kerina was feeling pretty good, having just got an excellent mark from a test she had done last week. She was on her way to the school library to study for another test that had now been announced for the end of the week. She was sad she wasn't seeing her family for her birthday for the first time ever, but the excitement of study was really making it a great day for her.

As she walked across and approached the big doors to the library a boy approached her.

"Hey there…how are you …Kerina isn't it?"

Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.1: Kerina [f][Fsub][huml]

Kerina was from the country. She had done very well in High School, was skipped ahead a year and ended up in College at age 17. Kerina's parent were farmers and weren't very well off financially. The College that Kerina got into was in the city and so the best they could do for her was a shared dorm room.

Kerina was quite a beauty. She was 5'3 with long blonde wavy hair. Slim and pretty with a flat tummy and striking blue-green eyes. She didn't have large breasts, but they were by no means small either. She had had a few boyfriends whilst she was growing up but had never done more than kissing. Usually her relationships had broken up as the guy had wanted more but she wouldn't do it. She attended her local church and was generally well behaved and quiet.

So Kerina moved to the city. She was sharing her small dorm room with an older girl named Lisa. Kerina soon got used to her routine and spent most of her time in class, studying in her room or in the library, swimming laps in the pool occasionally going to the College's girl's church group and sleeping. Kerina really felt the pressure to do well, since she was younger than everyone else there.

FORLEALELA Chapters 1-3 [mF] [Fsub] [blkmail] [huml] [inc] [reluc] [exh]

Chapter 1

Rick, a high school dropout-shut in living with his parents. His father, James, disowned him as a son, and only provides shelter out of pity. He ignores his existence and does not talk to the boy. His mother, Vanessa, checked out mentally years ago, and is more of a robot going through her daily routines. She does not despise her son but babies him instead. She is the only reason Rick was allowed to stay in the house. The relationship between husband and wife is more of a social obligation than any actual intimacy between the two persons. James regularly cheats on his wife with his secretary. Vanessa knows about his affair, but does not see a reason to bring it up. She’s indifferent about her situation. As mentioned before, she’s long since been gone.

The Good Slut (Part 2) [MMmf] [Cheating]

This is The Good Slut (Part 2). Check my username for Part 1. I appreciated the popularity of Part 1 so I made an effort to finish Part 2 today. Some errors may still be there but I think overall if you liked Part 1 you will certainly enjoy Part 2

Edit – the title should actually be [MMMmf]

Your memories of losing your virginity were always a pleasure to recall. It wasn't the men specifically that was nice to recall, but instead you prided yourself on your boldness. The stereotype of a woman is that she's fragile, submissive, and weak- constantly fearing for her life around men. Even feminist women could hold this stance. Men should check themselves, take extra special attention to how he expresses himself around a woman because, it is implied, that she can't handle it herself. It's true that men are, on average, physically stronger than women but since when did everything come down to that? Is it not true also, on average, that women are far more socially adept than men? You knew this to be true for yourself.

Frankie (oc, true story) [mf]

It was the second year of university and I stayed in halls. Most of last years' freshers had decided to move out after their first year. They wanted the freedom to party all night and smoke in their rooms without fear of a passing tutor ratting them out to the Warden. The Warden’s name was Eméline. She was French and was universally known to be tough on hot boxers and smokers in general; someone in her family had died from lung cancer. I chose to stay a second year because I didn't smoke and I got free Internet.

As a second year resident, I was allowed to help run the hall bar. It opened at 6pm most nights. My duties included selling beer, counting the takings, cleaning the glasses and choosing the music. What I actually did was to drink the alcohol I was supposed to be selling and generate noise complaints from the library. Most nights we'd close at 11pm, by which time I'd have often finished ten pints. This was easy because the beer was watered, I was nineteen and I didn't do a lot of work.

[X-Post: r/Autofellatio] True Story: The first time I ever successfully sucked [M]yself off.

This is the story of my first successful self suck, with a little bit of background first:

I'm a straight white male in my mid twenties, standard scourge of the earth, in case someone wants to know. My erectile quality varies a bit, but at my hardest I have measured myself at around 6 inches, a hair over 7 if I push the ruler painfully against my pubic bone. I have to assume this is from the fat pad on the pubic bone. I think if I got in a bit better shape I could probably reclaim some cock.

I was probably in 7th grade when the concept of self sucking first occurred to me. I tried it and was nowhere close, so I gave up. I would go through random phases of trying again and failing for all of high-school, and some of college. Sometimes when I was at home during my college years, the regular horniness of a bedtime masturbation session would boil over and I would end up staying up until 4AM stretching, and reaching, and throwing my legs over my head against the wall in the yoga plow pose, to try to get my cock closer to my mouth.

need help finding a story I read a few years ago.

I've looked everywhere for this story and can't find it. I hope you can help.

What I can remember of it is that a group of scientists developed a an airborne virus or something that, once they spread it around the globe, made all women need to swallow or take in a dose of semen every 72 hours or else they'd die.

No one could figure out how to reverse it so all of civilization had to completely recalibrate to aid in the survival of women. Which resulted in men having harems of women who craved their semen. There were schools for girls to learn how to please men up until they were of age to join a man's harem. And this virus also caused a Darwinian disappearance of unattractive women and lesbians.

This Tory was really hot, well-written, and just overall compelling to read, but for the life of me I couldn't find it anywhere. Please /r/eroticstories, you're my only hope.

One for the Road (MC, MF)

Same as my last post: my apologies if this is similar to anyone else's story. Let me know if it is. Let me know anything you'd like, actually.

My wife and I had a rule when we went out socially. If I drive one time, she drives the next. It's not ideal, but it allows each of us to have a fun night out drinking with friends or alone without having to resent the other for always having all the fun.

The New Year's Party was an exception, we had carpooled and each got a little drunk. But it was her time to drive tonight, this cold February night. We left the restaurant, waving our goodbyes to the Walkers as I navigated ice patches in the parking lot to the front seat of our SUV. I stepped up and sat into the seat as Leslie turned the engine on and let it heat for a moment. We puttered out of the parking lot, the heat kicking in as my head sort of drifted right into the passenger side window.

Tantralzing Butterflies part 1/5 [mfr][str8, Bi, Bi][exh][grp]

This is an episodic piece that will be complete by week end.


We are leaving the club and heading for the cab. The synergy radiates off of our group – it is intoxicating. We are drunk on life. Hearts are racing and so are we. We laugh like the dumb, young kids we are as we fumble into the back of the cab. In between our fits of laughter, we somehow slip the destination to the driver and we are on our way.

Hide and Seek [group]

It was a beautiful day, perfect for the game we were playing. Sir said that the game would be fun, even if I didn't play with him or he with me. That I would be safe, and didn't need to worry. So I dressed up in the costume he gave me. Bunny ears, tail, and a mini skirt and shirt that matched. I was given no underwear and the tail was a butt plug. He explained the rules and what is expected of me. That I was to run and hide. The men would come looking for us after ten minutes, and who ever found us first gets to play with us. We are to present ourselves to them. Some girls hid together and some men shared their prize. It sounded like a lot of fun.

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