High School Field Strip [MF] [MDom] [Humiliation] [Molestation] [Public]

WARNING

THIS IS GRAPHIC MATERIAL MEANT FOR AGES 18 AND ABOVE. CONTAINS FETISHES: STRIP SEARCH, BLACKMAIL, INCEST, NON-CON, FORCED TO STRIP, FORCED EXHIBITIONISM, HUMILIATION, EMBARRASSMENT, ABUSE OF AUTHORITY.  ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

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**Prologue**

“We will meet at the school parking lot tomorrow morning, 7am sharp.  Do not be late.  The bus leaves at 7:15am for the airport,” said Mrs. Trumont right as the bell rang.

“How much are you packing?” I asked David on our way out of class.

“Just my backpack,” he replied.

“Just your backpack? You know it’s a five day trip, didn’t you read the packing list?”

“Five days in DC –  it’s going to be like 100 degrees there, you don’t need any clothes”

“Well the list says we need at least a raincoat, 3 pairs of jeans, 5 pairs of shorts…”

“Stop being a dweeb, Ryan – we’re adults now, we can do what we want and I’m packing a swimsuit and the clothes I’m wearing, that’s it.  Hell maybe I’ll just wear my swimsuit.”

First Time Hotwife True Story: It Began With A kiss [FM]

*Disclaimer: This is a true story of events that just recently happened. Chronicling them to keep the memories fresh and sharing for fun. All names and identifying factors have been changed to protect my fuckbuddies.

We had known each other for maybe a year, just casual acquaintances at a local dance club I frequented to blow off some steam while my husband watched the kids. The week before, Armando and some other regulars and I were all talking about an upcoming event the club was hosting. I didn’t tend to like these events because they went on well past 2am and I had a long drive home. Nevertheless, my little group of club friends talked me into giving it a try. Get a hotel, stay out late and enjoy the dancing; it sounded wonderful to be honest. And for some reason he seemed particularly excited about the prospects of me staying late for the event. I didn’t pay much mind though the attention and playfulness was fun. I spoke with my husband and we agreed a night out was just what I needed.

[F] Memoirs of a sushi girl (#3)

This one is about my first night working solo. As before, this is coming across thirty years of memory and partially in a language that isn’t mine. :) It was my third night working at the club, and my first night as a solo hostess. This one’s shorter and a bit more boring than the others; I apologize in advance for any lack of expected deviance. The night before was pretty boring; a dinner party that didn’t want anything more than sushi, drinks, and conversation. That group didn’t register a tip with the greeter, but the member left about $2000 HKD cash for Yoyo which she made disappear after they left. You’d think that it’d be hard for a spear-naked woman to hide cash, but she somehow managed to hide it from the mousy assistant and keep it all.

The next night I was told the doctor had called the assistant and given me the green light to work. I arrived the next afternoon and was told I was booked for the evening with a member dining solo. I prepped and sanitized the booth, trimmed my pubes and shaved my labia and rubbed some scented oil all over me Yoyo’s suggestion. I remember being nervous enough that I was shivering while standing in my alcove waiting for the guest to arrive, and wondering just what I was getting myself into.

[exhibition] [group] Our trip to the nude beach.

Hey Gone Wild Stories! I have so many stories to tell and recently posted some in another sub and been racking my brain on which to post here. This is a more recent event from just last year.

Last summer we needed to get away and decided to fly to Florida for the week. It was a beautiful trip mostly being lazy on the beach. Eventually I convinced my wife to go check out the nude beach despite her body image issues. She was worried that the people would all be gorgeous and since she’s a bit meaty they wouldn’t approve. If you’ve ever been to any nudist situation you’d know that it’s not a place where people judge and it’s certainly not a place full of sexuality. It’s about being free.

Eventually she got there. Playing in the water, running, laughing with her tits flopping around and her pussy on display when she sun bathed. There were certainly men with their impressive dicks hanging and stunning women just acting like no one notices them. But there was mostly normal folks enjoying the sun. People sneaking beers, getting high and playing music, it was just freeing and beautiful. I often joked we found the garden of Eden.

My first time on New Years Eve [MM]

Cross post and I’m not sure how this we’ll be received but it’s a recent experience I had that’s been making me question my sexuality.

I had a roommate in college named Trevor. We got along well despite not having that much in common. He was on the nerdier side and was a mechanical engineer major while I wasn’t really sure what I wanted to do but was pushed into computer science by my parents despite wanting to play Division III college football at a small liberal arts school.

My life in school was about hitting the gym, hanging out with friends, and FaceTiming my long distance girlfriend and that’s the only side of me Trevor knew. Trevor and I were junior year roommates and we drifted apart our senior year.

Under The Stars [MF]

“It’s good to be home.”

That was the first thing Natalie Meyers said to herself after stepping off the plane. She’d just endured a nine-hour flight, which had included three-hour layover in Atlanta and a seat next to a man who snored like a chainsaw. It had been a long day, to say the least, but that made coming all the more refreshing.

She couldn’t make her way through the main airport terminal fast enough. That proved challenging because it was the early evening and everything was still bustling. Crowds of people swarmed in every direction, talking and yelling over each other in a chorus of noise. Having spent three days in a city, her ears were already ringing. It felt like she hadn’t had a quiet moment since she left.

“I need to get out of here,” Natalie sighed as she walked faster.

She still couldn’t hear herself. It hadn’t been her first business trip, but she still wasn’t used to it, the endless noise from every direction. Natalie had grown up in a rural community where the noisiest thing was a lawnmower engine. Even the college she’d gone to had been small and remote – hectic in the day, but peaceful and quiet at night. She needed that peace. She needed that quiet. Even though her job as a web developer made for a lengthy commute, she could only stand the chaos for so long.

[Group] New Year, New Experiences with Friends

This story continues from me and my wife experimenting with another couple. If you havent read the previous stories I would suggest that you start from the beginning. I am on my phone, which makes formatting hard. Maybe someone will be nice enough to leave a comment on the order of my stories.

So before I start, I feel that I need to include a warning for those who don’t enjoy all aspects of cuckolding. If you read the other stories, you will know that this is a central element in our meetings with Mark and Jane, and it escalated a little this week.

Now that the formalities have been taken care of, I’ll start.

So yesterday, me and my wife met up with Mark and Jane.

We had actually spent New Year’s Eve with them, but other friends were there, so the action was limited to Jane and my wife kissing both me and Mark.

By popular demand, ie. group pressure from the girls, I have been told to be even more dominating of Jane and possibly condescending of Mark.

[F] Memoirs of a sushi girl (#2)

I thought I’d post my first night as a sushi hostess while some of the details were still fresh in my mind. As before, this coming across thirty years, so please be kind if I forget anything or skip over some of the more boring details (and then I brought *another* round of cloth napkins and stood and waited while they talked…) :)

Rebellion (Part 3) [Female humiliation], [Cumshots], [Defloration], [DP],

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/abt4f5/rebellion_part_1_teachers_oral_dubious_consent/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ac2759/rebellion_part_2_father_rough_oral_fingering/)

I sat on the edge of the desk and the oldest board member, the one with the long and narrow cock, approached me. He looked me over and I just sat there, still completely exposed. He looked me in the eye and smirked, “I want you to suck me off then let me cum on your face.”

I climbed up on the desk on all fours and knelt down until my lips were level with his cock. He was circumcised and the head was a red swollen arrow at the end of his narrow shaft. I opened my lips and he grabbed the back of my head and pulled my lips over the tip and down the shaft until he felt my throat resisting against his head.

I moved my whole body as I lowered my head and let him guide my lips at the angle he liked. I looked up to him and watched him stare at my lips going up and down his shaft. I pressed my tongue flat against the bottom and he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me off of his cock with an audible pop of wet suction being broken. He gave his dick a few quick tugs and released a few thick globs of cum that landed on my lip, cheek and nose.

Rebellion (Part 2) [Father], [Rough Oral], [Fingering], [Cunnilingus], [Virgin], [Control], [Restrained], [Consenting],

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/abt4f5/rebellion_part_1_teachers_oral_dubious_consent/)

He stepped closer to me and I pulled away, “What are you doing?” I asked as I looked up at him.

“You are going to apologize. If I have to make you do it myself, I will,” he spat at me as he grabbed my jaw and pulled me to him.

I tightly closed my lips and tried to turn away from him, he leaned down and whispered to me, “Your mom was pregnant with you when I met her. I took you both in, raised you as my own to keep her looking like an honorable woman…I paid for you to go to this school when I didn’t have to. I put opportunity after opportunity in your lap so you wouldn’t end up a little cum slut like your mother, and now look at you.”

He pushed me away from himself and I fell to the ground on my back, hands pinned under me. He sat just above my head, his legs on either side of my face and pushed his cock against my lips. I still tried to hold them tightly closed and he reached down and groped my breast, pinching my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I winced as it hurt just a little bit and he took the opportunity to put his fingers in my mouth to pry my jaw open then shoved his cock in my mouth and down my throat.