The Exchange Student [Mf][Solo][Impregnation]

# Meeting Hailey

I don’t know how I get myself into these situations, I start out with the best of intentions but they always turn on me in the end, and the exchange student fiasco was no exception to this rule. Now, when I signed up to host an exchange student I was expecting a geeky teenage boy, or maybe an awkward chubby girl going through her awkward phase. Not… her.

Now don’t get me wrong, there is absolutely nothing actually wrong with her, in fact I would say that her perfection is part of the problem. Hailey is… well, perfect. Unlike so many of the girls I see around town, gangling clumsy teens still growing into their bodies, Hailey might as well star in a documentary about the best case outcomes for puberty! Built like a porn-star, she had been blessed with full luscious breasts that, through some combination of youth and possible gravity defying magic, managed to stay perky and full despite their size. So often with an ample bust there tends to be a… certain amount of padding on the abdomen, not that this is a bad thing.

[F]18 I made my boyfriend cum in front of his friends

I dated the same guy most of the way through high school. We’ll call him Mark, for the sake of this story. Mark is a little bit over 6 feet tall, with these really piercing blue eyes, and his hair pretty much always kept in a buzz cut. I started reading a lot of stuff online, and suggested we do a bit more exploration in the bedroom than we had done before. He was hesitant at first, especially once I confessed that I loved the idea of adding more people (both men and women) to the bedroom, but he kept an open mind and we spent a lot of late nights discussing and role playing the wild things we might do without friends. I suppose the events of this story are the culmination of those talks.

We were hanging out in his garage one night with a couple of friends, smoking weed, and listening to some very shitty metal music (Mark and his friends had awful taste in music.) I’m normally able to function normally when high, but there are times when a nice indica strain will hit me hard, and I end up very horny.

The odd one out (MMMF, nc, humiliation, oral)

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! 😊

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It was winter break. I was home from college finally, with a chance to hang out with my old friends again. Just time to relax, catch up, and joke around like we used to. That was our plan at least.

“So why would you ever root for them again? They’re like our rivals?” Jason was asking with a hint of annoyance as he sipped at his 5th beer.

“What?” I replied “My dad was born in Seattle remember? I’ve just always rooted for them I guess.”

“You know they’re going to lose right?” Jason replied.

“Hmm i dunno, we’ll see.” I replied a bit smugly.

Football was on today, and Jason, Kyle, Scott and myself were all lounging in Scott’s living room glued to the big game. I was lounging on the loveseat and the 3 guys were sharing the couch. There was only a few minutes left, and it was all tied up.

[MF] Prom night shenanigans

To skip to the sex: go to the break that reads “Flash forward: bedtime/tent”

Otherwise, enjoy my story!

My last few posts have been recent stories with my current girlfriend, but I wanted to circle back to some fun stories from high school/college. This seemed like a fun place to start!

I’ll set the stage very briefly just to get moving: Seven years ago…

I’m a senior in high school, and my prom date this year is a cute little red head. We grew up in the same school our whole life, but we never talked much until Junior year. Our relationship is pretty flirty for a while; there’s chemistry there, but I think neither of us was sure of how to go about those lustful feelings.

Flash forward: prom night.

I wear a tux because, let’s face it, it’s the only option for guys; she wears an incredible violet dress that shows the perfect amount of leg. Things are platonic at first, and we spend a lot of the night with our friends. That is, until the dancing begins. On the dance floor, she stays extra close to me, swaying her hips in front of me and lightly rubbing her ass against my pants. Not exactly grinding with each other – it wasn’t so overt – but rather a subtle, more discreet movement. This was a new step of flirtiness.

[MF] I ruined my shot in high school, but it looks like I’m getting another chance [Pt. 1]

She was one of those girls I should have dated. She gave me all the signs that she liked me. Of course, the too-hard laughs when I told a joke, the welcome hugs that last a half second more than expected. But her stare, that was something special.

She had straight strawberry blonde hair, a fair complexion peppered with perfect little freckles. Full, rosy lips offered a pleasant contrast. Her almond-shaped blue eyes were intense and inescapable.

I knew she liked me. And I always liked her too. It’s always been my fault that sparks like these don’t ever ignite. A self-saboteur and chronic over thinker, especially back when I was in high school.

It’s not like I was too nerdy. Sure, my best friends were books, but I played sports too, so I was in pretty good shape. I lifted 4 days a week, practiced baseball nearly every day. I think I even had a six pack at some point.

I’m other words, I was a decent looking, perfectly charismatic teen with tanned skin and a lot of muscles. You’d think I was a heartthrob.

My first time [MF]

If you’ve read my other stories (found in my profile), you’ll know that me and Britney had dated a number of years before we had an affair together while I was dating my current wide. This is a story of our first time together. 

Me and Britney first met shortly after we gaf both graduated from high school on some website called MySpace. We went to different high schools, but in the same area. We went on a couple dates and by early fall, we were officially a couple. Britney was my first everything. First date, first kiss, first girlfriend, first everything.

After we became official, it didn’t take long for our relationship to turn sexual. We spent many a day in one of our beds, exploring each other’s bodies. Outside of flashing her last boyfriend, and making out with him, I was Britneys first too. The first moan she let out the first time I sucked on her nipples…her first orgasm from somebody’s fingers that weren’t her known.

S.O.L. Games: Pet Teachers part 1/2 (teachers and 18yo senior women abducted for sex games on remote island replica of their school. kinda ‘choose your own adventure’) [Str8][m/FF][nc][rape][piss][Mdom][sadism]

Start with the Prologue! Link in comments

Then read other chapters in any order!

Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.

*Pronounced ‘soul’ games. First-person, creepy, non-chronological, episodic stories inspired by the anime “Euphoria”, the book “Battle Royal”, the show “Squid Games”, etc. In this one, I choose two of my milf teachers.*

DISCLAIMERS

I’m just trying to help with these disclaimers! I don’t want to spring things on anyone. Back out now if any of this doesn’t sound like your kind of thing!

The POINT of my writing is to combine VIOLENCE, HORROR, and EXTREME TABOO themes, trying to creep myself out as I write. This whole story is told through the eyes of a VILLAIN. If you do not enjoy very dark themes, this is not for you!

This is a work of fiction. I do not condone any of the things I write about. All characters are 18+. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

FETISH / WARNINGS

-Rape/Abuse/Violence/Non-con

-Gross descriptions / bodily fluids / bad smells

-Pissing

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Pet Teachers Part 1

[F]18 Truth or Dare

I was widely considered a slut in high school because I’d take my clothes off anywhere for any reason, so it wasn’t a huge shock when I got dared to play a modified version of duck duck goose. I took off my top and my bra, went around and around the circle while the girl who’d dared me did the talking. After a few times around she landed on a friend of mine who I had a lot of sexual tension with but hadn’t fooled around with yet. I took off his shirt and we were supposed to make our for a few seconds.

When they called the time we both kind of realized we weren’t done. We kept making out, he groped me and played with my nipples and we’d both started to slide a hand down the other’s pants when our friends threw clothes at us so we’d stop. We stopped playing there after a truck driver thanked us for the show we have everyone who came through that area me cause it freaked a bunch of people out to realize you could see us from the main road. That was the first time I realized what an absolute exhibitionist I was, and directly led to me jacking him off while he fingered me in the bed of a different friends truck a few months later at a Christmas party. It also taught me that if everyone’s gonna think I’m a slut regardless I might as well be having fun

Three years later, I randomly ran into my prom date Jenn, almost had a threesome with her friend Molly, fucked her, and came on her tits [MFF]

From across the apartment complex parking lot I saw an unmistakably familiar figure walking in the yellow streetlights.

“Jenn?” I called out. She recognized me and waved, then walked across the way to me.

“Hey! How the fuck are you?” I asked. She stood in front of me, tall, somewhat gangly, and girl next door cute, brown eyes, shoulder length brown hair, and a distinctive nose. I think objectively speaking she was average looking, but there was just something amazing about her eyes and her smile – reader, you simply can’t explain any of this to someone didn’t feel the same nervous flutters every time she looked at you.

“I’m great, how are you?” she asked in reply, gesturing to my outfit, which happened to be a colorful pink sheet wrapped around my body, flip flops, and a plastic crown of olive branches.

“Oh, um, toga party,” I explained with a goofy grin.

“I can see that,” she laughed.

[MF] Visiting the Green Door for the first time

My last post made 100 upvote, so I feel inspired to share another story!

This story is from when I was 22 or 23 years old and fresh out of college. I’m lucky to still be alive because my curious nature should have killed the kitten years ago. This is the story of an old high school friend and I visiting the Green Door for the first time. Everything is true, except for the parts that aren’t.

Emily is tall at 5’9” and a former volleyball player in high school. With long blonde hair and thick thighs, she was traditionally pretty and turned heads everywhere that she went (think long haired and thicker Cameron Diaz). So, when she texted me and said that she would be back in Vegas in a few weeks, I was eager to meet to catch up. We texted off and on and coordinated logistics. She was only in town for a few days to visit family and then it was back off to Colorado.