Parent Teacher Conference [MF] – Part 5

Thanks to those who reached out asking about Part 5. Sorry it’s taken so long, things in my personal romantic life have fallen apart. But writing Part 5 was an erotic therapy sessions. Hope you enjoy.

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Madison lay in bed thinking about Jay’s comment as he left her classroom. “Miss Reynolds, you really should respond to Jasmine’s text, she’s been waiting to meet you.”

It had been three days, and every time she started writing a text to Jasmine she ended up deleting it. She had texted Jay of course, but received no response. Apparently, the only way to him now was through his wife.

Madison didn’t know why she was so hesitant to reach out to Jasmine.

“I just don’t know what’s going on in her head.” she said to no one.

Madison realized the irony. On one hand, Jasmine seemed to put her life out there for anyone to see. She published vlogs weekly, was active on all social media, and basically announced every thought and event for all of her followers. On the other hand, she seemed so unlike a woman who would be married to a man like Jay.

The time a student asked for a special meeting. [MF] [Student/Teacher]

With each new semester there’s a new batch of students. You never know who or what you’ll get. Any students that will go above and beyond? Any class clowns? Kiss asses? Students that will have their parents email you? Students that ask you so many questions you can’t even get through a lecture? Who knows. I remember some years ago I had a new student that *really* surprised me.

It was a summer semester – a quick 10 week schedule. It’s tough to do a whole course in that timeframe but one nice thing is the class sizes are usually small since no one wants to be stressed with courses that move so fast.

I remember that I had about 12 students in this particular class, give or take some. I learned all of their names, joked around in class, and took my time with grading. I even wore *shorts* to work sometimes – it was amazing. I actually felt like I could *teach*, which is not always the case in my usual 150-200 class sizes.

Free Use Demon Slut [Fantasy] [Free Use] [Non-Con] [Rape] [Water Sports] [Mind Break] [Spit Roast] [Deep Throating] [Face Fucking] [Mild Futa] [Breeding] [Degradation] [Race Play]

Plot summary: A tiefling is a free use whore placed in a stall behind a tavern. Through the degradation and use she becomes a mind broken slut.

Author Foreword: This story is dark, hardcore, and rough. It deals with a lot of degrading subject matter which I think is hot. I do not condone any of this in real life however. This is simply a fantasy and is inherently unrealistic.

Additionally this takes place within my already established fantasy world. I’ve written a good number of parts for another series that is much more futa heavy. Check it out if you want more stuff like this! I’m not entirely sure if this will become a series as well, or just be a one off.

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Free Use Demon Slut [Fantasy] [Free Use] [Non-Con] [Rape] [Water Sports] [Mind Break] [Spit Roast] [Deep Throating] [Face Fucking] [Mild Futa] [Breeding] [Degradation] [Race Play]

Plot summary: A tiefling is a free use whore placed in a stall behind a tavern. Through the degradation and use she becomes a mind broken slut.

Author Foreword: This story is dark, hardcore, and rough. It deals with a lot of degrading subject matter which I think is hot. I do not condone any of this in real life however. This is simply a fantasy and is inherently unrealistic.

Additionally this takes place within my already established fantasy world. I’ve written a good number of parts for another series that is much more futa heavy. Check it out if you want more stuff like this! I’m not entirely sure if this will become a series as well, or just be a one off.

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Last at a Bar [FM] [420] [drinking] [consent] [slight exhibitionism] [kinda public sex] [spanking] [cum eating] [bathroom sex] [long] [Scrooge McDuck reference] [cosmic covergence of sexual identity]

Thanks for reading. Consent and chemicals is a tricky thing but when those two things combine, I think they’re pretty hot. But be aware that could be triggering for some.

If you enjoyed or have any critique or comments, let me know! I’m unsure on the first-person perspective…

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Last at the Bar

We’re both at a show, and it’s loud, loud like I’m-going-to-be-regretting-it-tomorrow loud. The band is…meh? They’re fine. They’re from Wisconsin. They’re loud. They’re whatever.

By now most of the people who came to the show either left, are still in the crowd but clearly regretting it, or they, like us, went straight to the bar at some point in the last hour. You and I have been eyeing each other for that last hour. Slowly our friend groups dwindled away, and it’s pretty much me at one end of the bar, you at the other.

You wouldn’t hear me if I said anything, so I wave from across the bar. You wave back and smile a big and beautiful smile that sinks into me like a hook. You motion me over with this kind of cowgirl mosey on over thing. I’m hooked, so I do.

The ultimate condom quest [FM]

*Ive been trying to write a vulnerable story and can’t get though it. Enjoy this fun one as I tease it out…*

I’m an excellent wingman. Really, I’m the fucking best.

Even when I might have partaken in certain substances.

Two of my best friends met at a music festival a couple of years ago. I knew they would fuck before they did. They’re both hot and cool AF. She’s a cute hippie and he’s a southern catch who had just been cheated on.

We stayed in two tents. I offered to stay with Hippie Friend but she said she didn’t mind sharing with Southern Boy. She claimed she didn’t want to split up my husband and me, but I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.

*Yall are about to fuck.*

The first night we were there we hear them stay up talking to 5:00. The next morning they crawl out of bed looking like hell and I assume they had finally fucked. I cornered Southern Boy later for details but he shrugged me off and said neither of them have a condom.

Me and a friend (both 19f) got fucked by two guys (??m) down an alley after a night out [group]

I’m 37 now but this happened when I was 19, she was 19 too and god knows how old the guys were we never asked lol.

I was with my husband (boyfriend at the time) but I’ve always been allowed to do what I want so that doesn’t matter. Sarah was single and knew I was allowed to play as well.

We used to go out most Saturday nights in a group and this was no different, a group of about ten of us. We started off in some pubs and bars before heading to a night club. I’ll have to interject here and say mine and my boyfriend plan at the start of the night was for me to find someone to fuck and then he was going to pick us up and take us back to my house (parents were away). I was going to tell the guy that he was a gay friend (stupid plan lol) and he was just picking us up to save on taxi fare and he was going to sleep downstairs.

Radiology Surprise [mf]

Admin stuff: first time writing or submitting a story here or anywhere. Happened about a month ago, and as an avid reader here, felt it was only right to try and share. Good stuff starts after ~~~~

Surprise this is a story about my balls. Testicular ultrasounds are a thing apparently. Earlier this year I was having testicular pain, and after 2 big strong male doctors did lots of palpation over the course of multiple visits, they determined it was nothing serious, but wanted imaging done just to be safe.

The pain had completely subsided by the time my radiology appointment came, but I went none the less, not willing to take any chances. My hospital is the least busy of one of half a dozen all crammed into a few city blocks in my large metropolitan area. Additionally, my appointment was in the evening on a Monday, apparently hospitals don’t close at 5. This is all relevant, because you probably wouldn’t believe that the hospital was an absolute ghost town otherwise. I saw less than a half dozen people in the 15 minutes it took me to find check in desk. After inturruping the radiology receptionists netflix show, I was directed to a smaller waiting area specifically for ultrasound, and that’s where I waited.

Changing a girl [MF]

So this is going to be quite a long story because it goes a long way back. So Jesse (not her real name) was a 5′ 3″ slim brunette and we were about 18 years old when this all happened. We’d been friends for quite a while before we decided to take things further. Jess had quite strict Christian parents and was quite shy in general. Always wore long sleeves, always wore long pants and never swore.

One day we were talking when I asked the question “So when do you wanna have sex?”.

“Oh I think we should wait till after marriage” she said.

“Wait you’ve never had sex?”

“No” she blushed as a smile crossed her face.

“But what do you do when you’re horny?” I asked

“I do nothing, I guess”

“Wait you don’t masturbate?”

“What’s that?” she asked.

“Do you rub ur vagina for pleasure?”

“Oh isn’t that a sin or something?” she questioned.

“No most girls ur age have done it by now”

“Really?”

“Yes how come you never got curious and tried it?”

My Wife Masturbating for New Friends on our Honeymoon [F]

Venice was beautiful city. Pictures don’t really covey how magical it is. But all the beauty didn’t hide one fact, the locals didn’t really like the tourists. I can’t blame them. We overwhelmed the city, crowded the water buses and were generally in the way. The Hostel, however, seemed like a deliberate insult. It was on the island of Giudecca, separated from the main city by the very wide Giudecca Canal. The first vaporetto off was at 10 in the morning, the last one back was at 6 in the evening. It was like they were doing everything possible to keep us away from the central city.

My wife, Anne, and I had come to Venice with three new friends, Maesa, Maxine and Julie, who we had met in Verona. All three worked as stewardesses on the same private yacht and they were taking some downtime to explore Italy. We decided that, between the five of us, we didn’t need to worry about the money so much and got a hotel room in the main the city. The new hotel was very close to the Labia Palace and, like the very mature group that we were, this engendered massive giggling fits.