Not your Average Joe

Joe was the college chad but of course not the kind you see in memes. No, Joe was both handsome, strong, charismatic, smart, and hard working. The joke around Joe was that he was anything but the Average Joe. Many of his friends would say “God specked him out for all classes” (Joe also gamed).

His other friends would say “Joe could play any sport so he should play for the one which paid the most.” (Joe was a sporty person)

Joe this, Joe that. Joe was literally Jesus to some.

Veronica wondered what was something Joe couldn’t do. What was some flaw? The way she saw it, Joe was a Mary Sue but for real life. She supposed she wasn’t exactly the most flawed herself, but she had limits and lenses to which she excelled. She sighed.

That lens of expertise was limited to her appearance and her academics. She was cute and hot or so the pervs around her had many times said. She just couldn’t hold much of a conversation or woo anyone she actually liked.

And what made it worse is, she liked Joe.

Watching (M/F, romantic, age gap, watching people sleep)

She loved the gentle rise and fall of his chest, warm and hairy on her cheek. She could feel the soft rhythmic beating of his heart. Nothing in the world could have been more comforting to her. She’d been awake the past couple of hours, just resting against him, her calm in the storm. No matter what was going on, this was the one place where none of it mattered. Just her, just him, the two of them simply existing. She used to have issues with nudity, being exposed, and the looks men had given her when she stripped for them online. She hadn’t quite grasped what the discomfort had been for the longest time. Then one day, it dawned on her.

[F][bst] Skippy’s Master

* Skippy’s Master *
by cowgirl

(With thanks to Musker for many
helpful changes and comments)

A woman feels embarrassed and angry she can’t control
a large dog she’s supposed to be looking after.
(F/dog, humil, F/F?, con.)

********************

I didn’t regret agreeing to house sit my friend house. I mean, it was a
beautiful old farm house sheltered by lots of lazy oaks, and a forth an acker
back yard, just outside the city limits. Very peaceful and quiet, just what I
was looking for.

I just didn’t know it came with a dog.

As I stared at the thing, he looked more like a fucking moose that a dog to me.
” But….I know nothing about dogs.” Cathrine was some animal expert friend of
Beth’s who was showing me around the place.

” Milly, it’s no sweat.” She said.

“Actually it’s mildred, but go on please…” I smiled plasticly.

” Okay, Just fill his dry food each morning and give him caned food and fresh
water each evening. ” As she spoke, I felt guilty for taking in Cathrinen’s
athletic body and percing hazel eyes, but I did my best to pretended to be
listening.

Never Trust the Fae (Female pov, fantasy, nc, plant sex, oviposition)

Trigger Warning!

While entirely fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read.

Thanks and enjoy! 😊

————-

It was a gentle warm spring day, during that time of year where the weather has warmed, but before everything turns brown and dry. While the weather outside was beautiful and delightful and somehow perfect, I was having a downright miserable time.

It was Saturday, and I was determined to do anything I could to get this last week off my mind. I had been bullied frequently since I was younger. Every new year of school I had hoped change would come, but it never did. Elementary school was the same as middle school which was the same as high school. I switched schools, and it didn’t matter. There was just a brand new set of horrible people to meet. This year my bane was a girl named Matilda. She had been spreading rumors about me for months. They were mostly harmless, and easily ignored, but this latest one was that I was having sex with the gym teacher so I could pass his class. It was all over the school now.

[F/M] I’m not shy ( part 1)

Shy. I hated that word. All throughout my life I’d been “shy” in high school I was teased for it, my brothers often tried to embarrass me in public. It was like a game. Who could be the most crass to make my pale cheeks turn the brightest shade of pink. Well now I was at university I wouldn’t be the shy one. I’d shed the cocoon of shyness and evolve into the beauty of confidence.

That’s what I’d thought anyway and yet here I was, in the corner of my first party. Like a lamb lost in the headlights I stared out at the people, dancing, drinking and some doing much worse. I was idly thumbing through my phone, it was only half past 10 and yet I wanted to leave, to slink away and be in the private comfort of my own dorm room. It took every fibre of my being to not go.

I pushed from my spot in the wall and approached a table filled with drinks. All filled with different coloured alcohol. I took a punt, grabbing an amber looking drink and sipped it down. The dark gold liquid flowed down my throat, burning my insides as it went.

[F] teacher in high school had a weird fetish

thinking of something that happened years ago and I haven’t really thought of since …. so here goes
————————————————

This took place during the fall after I turned 18.

i was at a conservative high school and we had a new male teacher, around 30-35 (had a wife and 2 year old) to replace our previous (and much older) economics teacher. There were some odd strict rules at the school and you could get marked up for having a single button undone across your uniform blouse but few of the staff ever actually pointed those things out.

Our class was quite small so Mr. Mac,not using his real name bc it tends to stand out lol, got close to all his students pretty early on, and was one of the most laidback teachers at school. I was a big nerd and scored well on tests, and he often singled me out infront of the class. He told stories about wife from their schooldays, how she excelled in her classes and compared me to her in reference a few times. It didn’t stick out because he was always the “cool teacher” and nothing ever struck me as un-innocent.

Another Update- While the hubby is away- Part One

I am back with an update of the weekend events. If you haven’t been following, you should definitely go back and read my previous 2 “stories.”

The last few weeks of my life have been very strange. Very good!!! But very different than what I am used to. I am 36F, married with 2 kids. The hubby and I have been married for 15 years and together for 17. We were high school sweethearts. He is a consultant and travels for work. He is typically gone 4-5 days of the week, sometimes more-sometimes less. I don’t work. I volunteer at the kids schools to help keep me busy. But at the end of the day- I am lonely. I needed more love. More affection. More attention. More naughty time.

A couple weeks ago, the hubby and I were talking one of the nights he was home. We both had been drinking wine.. a lot of wine and started talking about our “love life” – or lack thereof lately. I spilled it all to him. How I am lonely when he is gone, and how I wish he was a little “spicier” when home. Our conversation ended with him giving me permission to do whatever I needed to do to be satisfied! This was a complete shock to me- but I didn’t argue. What happened next was covered in the previous stories.

I lost [m]y virginity in a tornado

This story happened when I was 18 and in high school. The girl was also 18. I had been talking with this girl for a while and one day she asked me to come over after school. I, being a horny, virgin teen, immediately agreed. We decided that I would go over a few hours after school. She told me to bring my school bag because her parents thought we were gonna be studying. After school, the weather started getting bad like there was going to be a storm. She texted me that her parents had left to go shopping or something.
I got there and we awkwardly talked for a few minutes before heading downstairs to her room. After about 5 minutes of groping and making out we heard out phones buzzing, telling us that we were under a tornado warning. Her parents called her and told her that they were stuck and wouldn’t make it home for a while and to stay downstairs and prepare for the tornado. I helped her grab candles and flashlights in case the power went out. She was pretty freaked out by the whole situation, so I kind of just held her and hugged her because I didn’t know what else to do. After a few minutes, she started to relax a bit. We lied in her bed and cuddled while the wind blew against the windows.
The cuddling quickly turned once again towards groping and kissing. With each kiss, she pulled me closer and closer until finally, our bodies were pressed fully against each other. We were getting more and more passionate with each kiss. I started kissing her neck, then began moving down her body, kissing her collar bone, her breasts, her hips, and finally, her thighs. I kissed around her pussy while she moaned and pulled my hair. Finally I gave in and began eating her out. I licked and sucked on her clit while fingering her, the whole time, she was moaning my name and pulling my hair.
I looked up at her and nearly came in my pants. One of her hands was in my hair, while the other was on her breast. I snaked my free arm up and groped her other breast until she begged me to fuck her. She gave me a condom from her dresser and started to strip me. She pulled my shirt off while I slipped my shorts off. My cock sprung free, poking her stomach. She took the condom back from me, ripping open the package. She grabbed my dick, the rolled the condom down my cock. I slowly layed her down, kissing her until she was flat against the bed. I adjusted myself against her, then slowly thrusted my cock into her warm pussy. She moaned as the wind slammed against her window. I lifted her feet over my shoulders, and thrusted into her again, this time deeper than the first. I couldn’t believe how amazing this felt. I groped her breasts while i fucked her, making her moan even louder. All of a sudden, it was too much. My body tensed up and I had the best orgasm I’ve had to date. I pumped rope after rope of cum into the condom, panting in exhaustion.
At this point the weather was clearing up. We kissed for a few minutes before her parents called and told her that they were on the way back. We pulled out our homework and then cuddled until her parents got home.

PARANORMAL UNDERGROUND SPIRITUAL SOCIETY [new story][exposition][mpov][fpov attempt][fm][car][cheating][public][bar][bathroom][shower][mffm][stranger][female help requested]

PARANORMAL UNDERGROUND SPIRITUAL SOCIETY

PROLOGUE: background and exposition about the characters and their back stories, the story itself will mostly be about haunted locations they visit and the sexy escapades on which they embark. It will switch between male and female perspective so there will be points where I make my first attempt to write from the female point of view… I know that I know nearly nothing about what it feels like for a woman… So… to my female readers… feel free to let me know in DMs if I get something wrong or I could describe something better or stronger… also if I get it right.

Let the story begin!

Joel and Kimmy had been friends since high school. They were virgins, so they fucked. They were bored, so they fucked. They were drunk, so they fucked. They went to prom together, so they fucked. One of them went through a breakup, so they fucked. They fucked often, but their relationship was never more than friendship with the occasional, spontaneous benefit.

After graduation, Kimmy went off to college and got herself a boyfriend with a very jealous side and they lost touch.

Blackmailing my stepmom Pt. 3

Since my dad has been back in town I’ve had a bit of a dry spell with my stepmom. All her attention is devoted to my father, leaving with a set of blue balls. I need to get laid, jerking off just isn’t cutting it.

I know my stepmom and her friends frequent this pretentious wine bar downtown called Vin (wine in French).

I was going to hit up this nightclub, this band I really like is playing there. But, I thought I’d stop by the wine bar to see if any of my stepmother’s friends would be there.

As I walked into the bar, the most obnoxious Euro trash house music was playing. There was several couple probably on double dates eating smelly cheese and drinking wine while they bragged about how awesome their shitty lives are.

I sat at the bar and ordered a glass of Cabernet and questioned why the hell I was here. I looked to my left and noticed a half drunk glass of wine with lipstick on the rim sitting there unattended.