[MMF] Southern white girl gets gang banged by black football players

When I was 20, I was in a college down south and I had a total asshole of a boyfriend at the time. I walked in on him cheating on me with a girl who I thought was my best friend and I came to find out that day that he had been with a few of my friends. He tried to chase me down but I wanted nothing to do with him and wound up crying in my room that night, I wanted to get him back.

Well my boyfriend was racist (to be honest I was kind of too at the time) and he hated seeing me even talk to black guys. He even asked me if I ever dated a black guy before we started dating. So in my stupid mind I was going to go fuck a black guy to get back at him.

She’s out of my league [MF] (Long)

There will be a lot of background to this story but it wouldn’t be a wholesome story if there wasn’t a lot of background to it am i right? Skip ahead to the —— if you just want the sexy times.

For the sake of anonymity, I will call her A, and myself T. A and I had gone to school together since 4th grade. Through middle school she was the tomboyish type, athletic and always wanted to play sports with the boys rather than chit chat with the girls. To be fair, there were a few of those at my middle school, but nonetheless she was always easy to talk to and hang out with.

Flash forward to high school, A hit puberty and man oh man was it a glow up of all glow ups. She developed curves in all the right places, grew a few inches and was just the kind of hot that could make a burlap sack look good in my opinion. Despite all this, she never lost her personality, still playing sports through high school and being someone who was fun and easy to be around.

“You’ve never fucked a student before?” [Str8] [Mf] [Teen] [18] [Schoolgirl] [Teacher/Student] [Age gap] [Risky sex] [Creampie]

**This story is for ADULTS ONLY. Please do not read on if you are not 18 or older.**

**All characters in this story are 18 or older**

# “You’ve never fucked a student before?”

I was finally on track to the life I had been dreaming of. After several bad decisions and a few years of wasted time I moved away from the bustling city and settled down in a quiet little village out in the countryside. And that’s where this story takes place.

I had only been teaching at the school for a few months but already I felt like I had developed an excellent rapport with my students and colleagues alike. I offered a friendly ear for my fellow teachers to rant to and let them get anything off their chest and I offered a clean state to my students who had been having troubles with their previous teacher. In just those few short months, I could already see a massive improvement in many pupils who had previously been well behind. I think many of the students were drawn to me because I was the youngest teacher at the school. I mean, I was thirty-one, but considering that all of the other teachers were fifty plus, I guess I was the closest thing to that cool, young teacher most places have. Which I intentionally tried to be, anyway. People showed up a tad late to class? No sweat. You need an extra week on that homework? You got it! I made sure to not let any students walk over me but also to cut them some slack here and there and it seemed to really work. In no time, my class was opening up to me and we were regularly discussing our interests and hobbies.

Critical Fail (or Success), pt 3

There are few crises worthy of such a gathering. Only two situations in our order’s impressive history have brought such talent together. To hold myself and my comrades in high regard may tread the dangerous line of _pride_, but only a fool would consider us less than legendary. My group alone consisted of one of the world’s most powerful white witches (many still question the order’s decision to allow her in), a mechanical warrior with strength and talents honed over centuries, and myself. Potentially the greatest paladin warrior to ever walk these lands. Now, answering this most noble call, I may solidify my place in history. 

Our mission sounds simple enough. Some succubus or another has been wreaking havoc along the countryside. We’ve handled a few of these lusty beasts before, but this one was concerning to our wizened leaders. She’s left devastation in her wake, and even somehow earned a devout following? Puzzling, to be sure, they’re usually more along the lines of mindless slaves to their urges. Such has been my experience, at least. We accepted the mission, along with no fewer than seven other capable parties. This demon will be reduced to ash within a fortnight. 

Mardi Gras (AKA the start of the best sex of my life) [MF]

In my mind this started at a wedding. Two of my friends from high school were getting married and had a big outdoor wedding. That meant that everyone was going to be there and the party was going to be insane — which it absolutely was. One of the highlights was late that night after 95% of the guests had left and just the wedding party and a few really close friends / stragglers stayed behind. There was a lot of flirting and general sexual tension between just about everyone. We were in our early 20s, most of us drunk, and all having known each other when we were awkward kids seeing each other for the first time in ages in the heat of our respective “glow-ups.”

One of the friends that remained, lets call her Penny, was someone I had been off-and-on friends with for years. She had moved away at some point and we had lost touch. She was really good friends with the groom though — he had the biggest crush on her throughout high school and… well, still did to that day — despite that he had just gotten married. She was really cute, 5’5”, curly dark hair, big blue eyes, genuine smile, and lovable personality. In high school she had been incredibly skinny with a firm backside and small breasts. In the years that followed she had put on some weight but in all the right places. He B cups had filled out to Cs and her hips were a little wider and very inviting.

First official couple swap [Group]

Sorry this got very long but after my last two posts people messaged me asking for more background and details so I did my best to deliver! If you want to skip that and get to the sex you can jump down to the line of ***.

My wife Danielle and I are very sexual people and have gotten into a lot of fun together. Some have asked about out appearances so in terms of looks, my “look” would likely get overlooked and blend into a crowd well. My style consists of a lot of black, white and grey mixed with jeans or khakis, I’ve been told I resemble a taller version of a late 20 year old Charlie Day. I was always on the skinny side but never did well with sports. The closest to sports I got was in high school skateboarding for a few years until one stupid time skating without a helmet and cracking my head open I opted to be amateur action shot photographer for the group.

The Second-Floor Window’s Lit and the First-Floor Shotgun’s Loaded [MF] [Part 2]

[*Link to Part 1*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mpba8h/the_secondfloor_windows_lit_and_the_firstfloor/)

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# The Second-Floor Window’s Lit and the First-Floor Shotgun’s Loaded

**Part 2**

^(By Meade Gunn)

Jake was staring down a screaming barrel of death. Whenever Roselyn had wanted some action in the last few months, she’d been turning on a red lightbulb in her room to summon him. An ideal arrangement to have with the girl next door. Tonight however, he’d been drawn like a moth to the flame by her father, who’d used their signal as a trap and surprised him with his shotgun.

“Now you listen. Both ears.” Roselyn’s father said, cocking his shotgun once more and sending an unspent shell flying. “You’re going to climb right back out that fucking window you came in through or Roselyn won’t need no special lightbulb to see red in her. You fucking understand me?”

For once in his life, Jake formed words under distress. “Yes, sir.”

“Git!” He said, charging forward with his shotgun.

Couples Night: Part 1 My wife and I explore sex with another couple [couples][group sex][blowjob][facial][FFMM]

My wife and I started getting a bit more kinky a few years ago, mostly dirty talk and choking. After 11 years of marriage we needed to add some more excitement, and it was definitely working. I just wished we had started doing this when we first met, when we had less responsibility and wanted to fuck every day. I guess that 32 isn’t too old to get started exploring what we wanted though.

One night while I was fucking her I started to imagine what it would be like to a threesome. Seeing her big fat ass slap and jiggle while she had her face buried in another girl’s pussy. Even what it would be like to see her sucking a cock while I pounded her from behind. As I daydreamed I pounded her harder and grabbed a handful of her red hair to pull her head back. “I’m close” she panted, and seconds later she was screaming and her whole body was stiffening. It was the hardest I’d seen her cum in a while, and now I was close too. I pulled my dick out of her dripping pussy and she rolled onto her back “I want your cum all over my face” she begged. I stroked my cock and admired her tight little freckled body, and her small perky tits before straddling her chest. She eagerly sucked my cock while I pinned down her shoulders with my knees, and when I was ready pulled out and shot my cum across her freckled face. She sucked the last few drops out of my cock while looking up at me with her big green eyes.

Game Day [FM] [Interracial] [Busty] [Cheating] [Straight Sex]

The four of us took our seats at the stadium, we hardly ever got out together anymore. We were high school friends. Back in the day, we were inseparable. But with new lives, families and jobs we hardly ever got to say hi, let alone get together so when Howard sent a group email that said he had tickets to a home football game. We all made plans to get that day off.

Terrence was the leader of the group, well that’s how he acted anyway. He was a tall kid back in high school. But now he was overweight, greying hair. He had been married for a few years but then got divorced, then life hit him with all she had. With everything he was going through, he was barely keeping himself above water.

Howard was the timid one of the group. He had always been shy around women. So, when he told us he had hit it big with an online cam site. None of us believed him, that was until we got all access passwords. Some of the women he got to go on the cameras were unbelievable. He was always short, but now he was short, balding and filthy rich.

DREAMS OF MATERNITY

My name is Stephen, I’m a 20-year-old college sophomore, and I’ve had a pregnancy fetish for as long as I’ve been aware of sex (and a non-erotic fascination with pregnant women since well before that). Sorry if that sounded like an introduction at a support group, but I almost feel like a support group is what I need at this point. How the hell am I supposed to get with a pregnant woman?

I’ve never had a serious girlfriend. I’m not even sure I want kids, never mind knocking someone up in the foreseeable future. I’m not super comfortable seeking out a pregnant escort, even if they were at all easy to find. Jerking off to pregnant porn isn’t quite cutting it for me anymore, and I feel truly desperate to do something with my desires as they creep closer and closer to obsession.

There’s an avenue toward realizing some of my fantasies that I’ve yet to explore, though: lucid dreaming. If I can manage to learn to take control of my dreams, I can have dream sex with pregnant ladies to my heart’s content. Nightly, even. It’s not the real thing, but I think it’s the best I can do at the moment, and I’m ready to put in the time to get it going. If I can pull it off, it will be worth just about any amount of time and effort it may require.