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Lexi Naked at School (part three)

Lexi Naked at School (part three)

The clock struck noon right when she walked onto the volleyball courts. Lexi’s shirt bounce playfully against her bare tits and round bootie as she headed towards the bleachers where the rest of the class was sitting. A few students were starring intently at her walking up while she was searching for a seat. The only spot left was at the top of the bleachers near the back. As she found a seat, Lexi noticed there was a guy right behind her trying to get a peak. He embarrassingly pretended to be doing something else on his phone when she caught him. The Coach came out with a couple students pushing a cart of volleyballs. “Lets quiet down get started everyone,” he said. “I know it’s the still the first week of the semester and everyone is still trying to get into a groove. Things to remember about our class. Before you head out the door, you need to pack a bag. Bring a water bottle, comfortable shoes with a change of clothes, hair ties, and towel for required showering afterwards. Also pack any toiletries you need for after your workout, like shampoo, conditioner, deodorant, and shower shoes or flip flops for the shower. Gyms can be germy, but you can steer clear and stay clean.” Lexi felt even more unprepared not having any of those things. “Don’t worry if you’re missing some of these items this week, but I’ll be checking starting next Monday,” the Coach continued. “However, know that we can’t tell you what is considered appropriate gym clothes. This is a touchy subject for many and the short of it is that you get to choose what you wear.” After hearing that, Lexi looked down at her bare legs and thought for a moment that she could just explain that exercising with pants or underwear doesn’t feel comfortable. “Alright, with that lets get into groups of four and warmup,” the Coach yelled. Read more »

A bit of a role play, race play erotic piece. Hope y’all enjoy.

I am a 25 yo soldier for the Nederlands, the ship has been at sea for the past 4 months and we’re arriving on the shores of the East African coast for the Dutch East Indies company. My jewish captain, Captain Cohen is a slave trader and looking for more negros for the New World colonies. I’m just here to earn a living and support my wife and kids back in the mother land. My testosterone is is raging inside me, my level of aggression is so high. I’m so glad we’re arriving.
We trek through the the wilderness with our group of about 30 men. For about 2 days of walking, we aren’t too far now. All armed with rifles and swords. We come across the tribe and it’s a very green and fertile land. There is smoke lingering over the bushes and the sounds of woman talking in a foreign language. We make it inside. It is massive, there are tall buildings and huts as far as the eye can see. This must be a city. Our presence is now known. Everyone scatters and tall dark men come out with spears, yelling at us. There’s a tense stand off. Rifles aimed and spears pointed. This last for a few minutes until the tribe leader comes out. His men lower their weapons and so do we. The Captain Cohen greets him enthusiastically in their language. Their is an exchange of smiles from both of them…. Read more »

The Sluttiest of All My Days: 2 Cocks, 1 Throat. [fmm] (pics included for your imagination)

Prior to this, my most slutty day was over a decade ago when I studied abroad in Seoul, Korea. For Halloween, I dressed up as [Dorothy for Halloween](https://imgur.com/a/4pxdMKG) and felt extremely cute. A group of 20-30 of us went to a huge party in Gangnam and I was sufficiently drunk before we even arrived. Everyone was flirting with each other, dirty dancing, getting on stage for the costume contests. As the night rolled on, the bartenders started pouring shots into everyone’s willing mouths. I remember dancing, stumbling and kissing at least 7 different men that night. I would be kissing one, and another who I kissed earlier would find me and try to pull me away. I remembering tripping a lot and barely remember pieces of the night. Maybe it was almost time to go but I ended up outside the venue and remember my friends asking if I wanted to go home, 1 guy asking me go back in the party, while the 3rd was pulling me the other way. I didn’t know this guys name but we ended up rounding the corner and fucking in the staircase against a door. I’m kind of glad that this reckless one is dethroned and replaced with one that’s more conscientious and willful. Read more »

I Seduced One of My Clients and Brought Out Her Slutty Side [MF] [Mdom] [Mental Seduction]

As an intellectual dominant, this is my most recent seduction. I had a woman in one of my workshops that clearly fit in the girl next door category. However, she also acted like she would never even look at a cock, let alone admit that she aches to let her slutty side come out. The workshop was 8 days (M-R week 1 and then M-R week 2). I do a lot to get to know the participants in the beginning and I always integrate a ton of music and humor into my workshops. I could tell in the “get to know you section”, that despite acting very prim and proper, Sarah loved attention. She would drop in comments to other participants and was always smiling and giggling. As I found out later, she was 34 and had been divorced about a year. I am in my early forties and divorced. I immediately was curious about whether something was possible, and I decided to find out. Read more »

[MF] She surprised me with her desire to prove she was a slut.

Even though I generally have great success identifying women who ache to be sluts, occasionally, I can’t quite get a read on someone and in those cases, it is best to not guess. Take for instance Katherine, she was an attractive brunette who was in my graduate degree cohort. We didn’t sit near each other, but early on it was clear she had a very high opinion of herself and her looks. She came across as kind of bitchy and loved to talk about how her husband brewed his own beer and that her son was a great baseball player (he was 8). I viewed her as someone who ran around with her sorority sisters and got a lot of attention because of the guy to girl ratios at frat parties. Our class would hang out in the hallway during breaks and she would make herself the center of attention and barely acknowledge my existence. I wasn’t really into her but was confused by her confidence. Read more »

Lady with a lot of surprises, [MF], Part 1

This happened a while back when land lines were popular. The story is rather long but to get all in I had to break it into two parts. I was making business trips to Salt Lake City every two weeks at a time for over a year and a half. I had just gone through a messy divorce and was still in a non sociable mood. After a couple of trips out to SLC, I decided a needed a little entertainment because I was staying there for 10 working days at a time, so the weekends got boring. I went to a large cowboy bar with country music because that seemed to be the place people at work told me was the best place to have a good time. The place was massive, tables in a semi circle and a large dance floor with the band playing on a large stage. The bar was off to the side with seats. I went to the bar and sat, ordered a beer and start looking the place over. The place was packed because it was a Saturday nite, I was feeling a little out of place because the people seating at the bar was sparse while everyone was either at a table or with a group of people. The bartender was a girl who started talking to me, I let her know I was new here and was just getting out to see what was going on for nite life in SLC. The bartender asked it I danced, I told her some but was not a great dancer. She said look around and the tables with all women were looking for someone to dance with and a good place to start. After sitting at the bar for over an hour, I saw a lady who was dancing with everyone and sitting at table with three other ladies. She was vert sexy looking, hair in a pony tail, tight blue jeans, and a western shirt. I watched as she danced with several guys, so when a song ended I when over and asked her the next dance, she said yes. We danced until the place closed at 2PM. I found out her name was Ann. I asked her if I could give her a ride home, she said she was riding with some of the girls at her table. I asked if I could see her again, she gave me her phone number and told me to call after 6PM on the week days. Read more »

Night out with my older, engaged, coworker [MF] (FULL STORY)

So I posted half of this story yesterday and it got removed cause I violated a rule. Sorry to the mods! But I’m back with the full story this time! If you’re here for the first time the good stuff starts at the **** and if you happened to catch the first part last time the second part starts at ####.

Thank you to everyone that read it yesterday and for all the feedback. I enjoyed everyones comments and all the messages I got about it. Especially all the ladies that responded ;). Hope you enjoy the full story this time!

This is a story about my coworker Jessica and I. I had been working at this office for about a year when Jessica showed up. Now this is a company where the employees somewhat skew older. I myself was 27 at the time and I was one of the youngest there. Jessica herself was 36, a mere 9 years my senior. But let me tell you when I say that she did not look her age. I could swear she was right about my age, and every single guy at the office was looking at her like she was. Jessica was a social butterfly. Within a month she was best friends with everyone here. She had long brown hair and the sweetest and most infectious smile you ever saw. Whenever she looked in your direction and smiled you couldn’t help but smile right back at her. Every single guy would vie for her attention and she would give every single guy the attention she knew they wanted. The main thing stopping any single guy from trying anything was the big diamond ring on her ring finger. Jessica was engaged. Read more »

Filthy Fuck Fest: [F]irst time my ex and I drew an audience [FM]

*Heya GWS! This is my first time positing in this sub. This is a true story about a little fun in public I had with an ex.*

We both lived at home at the time, since I came from a strict Italian family who never seemed to leave, it was EXCEPTIONALLY difficult to get intimate at my place. Out of necessity, he and I engaged in a ton of public play. Most of it took place in his car at the parking lot of my old elementary school, or in a playground late at night. But one evening we decided to enjoy a little public time together for a more innocent reason…at least that was the plan.

We headed to a local park in the suburbs one evening for a romantic picnic. *Wine*, chocolate, cheese and charcuterie were on the menu. We ended up at the base of a steep drop tucked away in the dark in wide open green space. At night this park was home to dog walkers and people trying to smoke up without getting caught (This was many years before Canada legalized pot). At the top of the drop off was a parking lot for a local hockey arena. Read more »

Hidden Energies [MF] [fantasy] [plot] [illegal magic] [feels] [passionate] [long]

*I know this is probably like five times longer than what people are looking for on this sub, but there’s a plague outside so why not?*

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Twelve minutes remained.

Niko, currently leaning back in his chair, reflected that although he rarely felt sure about much anything, he could at least be confident of that. After all, the contraption glimmering peacefully high above his head was likely the most perfect timekeeper in the whole world.

An “armillary sphere” is the proper term for these things, though everyone at the Academy simply called it “The Ticker.” It was an intricate mess of interlocking brass rings that represented planets, moons, major comets, or outer celestial spheres. It told you all astronomical information you could possibly need while working magic, the time included – at least once you learned how to make sense of it all. And so it was now definitely thirty-five minutes past midnight. Read more »

Swim Team Gangbang [MMMMMMMMMMF] [Blowjob] [Creampie] [Swallow] [College]

Lately I’ve been taking advantage of the open swim time at my school’s pool. Technically, the swim team has practice at that time, but the pool is large enough that the administration lets non-team members swim as well. It’s great exercise and much easier on my joints than running or other forms of cardio, plus I don’t have to worry about my giant boobs getting in the way or causing me any discomfort. Since open swim is at the butt crack of dawn, and most of the students at my college prefer the rec center anyway, I am usually the only one swimming apart from the men’s and women’s teams.

If the posted sign in the locker room were accurate, the women’s swim team was out of state for a meet and for whatever reason the men’s team didn’t show up for practice this morning, so I had the entire pool to myself. It was equal parts eerie and peaceful. I enjoyed having it all to myself, but it was strange too. I did my hour long workout, hopped out of the pool, and made my way into the locker room to clean off and get ready for class. I’m one of those weird people that likes to scrub the chlorine off naked at a public locker room. I’ve never been too shy about it, I’m proud of my body and I don’t want itchy skin or to smell like chlorine all day. Plus, when it’s all women who really cares? Read more »