My hoe phase origin story part 1 [FM]

This is one of those ones where the sex part is okay but the back story makes it suspenseful and cute and satisfying at the end. Part 1 is backstory I’m sorry.

It’s my first year of college, I’ve been super horny the whole year and I’ve had no where to put my sexual energy. I want to start my hoe phase and have sex with strangers, but I’m shy.

I’ve been on a lot of first dates this year. My litmus test to determine whether I like a guy has been to picture him on top of me. So far all of my first dates have given me icky mental images, but I continue my search.

After high school, my best friend Megan went to college 400 miles away. Every time we talk, she asks when I’m coming to visit her. The thing is, I’m so stressed with the transition from high school to college and balancing work and school. I’m really trying to get settled and adjusted, and I don’t want to disrupt that with a vacation right now.

This time I tell her, “I’ll come visit you if you find me some bomb dick.”

The day I [26F] got to fuck my first crush, the brother [29M] of my HS best friend [MF]

This happened three years ago. It was summer and I was visiting my home country in the warm Mediterranean. It was my first summer back after a few years, so I was excited to go on a stall in the narrow street in a warm summer night in my sun dress.

And that I did. I had a friend visiting my country for the first time so I was his guide. For the first days, I took him to a small island close to the mainland where we had our basis. We spent the day going around and enjoying the beach. Of course, I had to share online a story of the beautiful view of the crystal blue sea. After only a few seconds I get a reaction from the brother of my high school friend, let’s call him X, which I had not seen since my high school years and quite honestly even had forgotten that I followed. “You’re back home?! I see you’re enjoying yourself already. It’s been years since we last talked. Hit me up when you’re back to the city. I’d love to catch up”. That was a pleasant surprise, and an even more pleasant surprise happened when I checked his profile….

The Tutor, Part Fifteen [F20/F18] [D/s] [Role Reversal]

**PART FIFTEEN**

Playing it cool was a given.

The real question was, should I mention that Bridget and I knew each other? That would be the understatement of a lifetime.

It would be easier to sway Annabelle back to my side if I could tastefully cast my former rival in a more negative light, but it also ran the risk of my name being mentioned to Bridget when Annabelle let her know her services actually weren’t needed. If I omitted any relationship with Bridget, however, then how would I make myself sound better in comparison? Except, of course, for the fact that I was Annabelle’s top choice the first time around.

I was still in the midst of our phone call, so I had to make a snap decision. The former made for easier conversation, as long as I kept reminding myself that less is more. Keep it light, keep it friendly; there was no need to get into the old rivalry. “Hmm, Bridget?” I said, “I didn’t know she had any tutoring experience.” Like I was one to talk. But this was about making Annabelle doubt Bridget, so my nonexistent teaching history mattered less than *her* nonexistent teaching history.

That Time I Died and Ended Up in an Afterlife Full of Horny Fantasy Women: Chapter 3

“I… I want to feel your boobs,” I said.

“Silly, you’re feeling them right now, and even groped them,” Naomi giggled.

“I didn’t say I wanted to feel them with my hands,” I replied sharply.

“Oh my,” suddenly I felt a fantastically smooth sensation on my penis. Was that her hand? Wait, was I naked? Had I been naked this whole time!? “Could it be? One of the students I’m charged to take care of wants to use my breasts as his personal toys? How scandalous…” she giggled.

“Please Nurse Naomi, it is for my own mental well-being!” I boldly declared.

She gave my member a few gentle strokes, teasing it with her dainty hand, “I suppose it can’t be helped, it’s my duty as the nurse to ensure the health of the students in my care. I’ll need to spoil you rotten.”

She gently eased herself out from under me and I sat up in the medical ward’s bed. I was immediately struck by my surroundings; it wasn’t at all like any doctor’s office I’d ever seen before. Not only did it share the same ornate floral and sweeping patterns as the rest of the walls of the academy, but the beds were also spacious twin-size canopy beds with privacy curtains around the frames.

My cousin Victoria

It was the day before Thanksgiving 2016 so that means my family from Connecticut was in town. It was my uncle (by marriage) Eric, my smoking hot aunt Tara, my cousin Joey and the focus of this story, my mind meltingly hot cousin Victoria. Now, let me just explain to you exactly “how” hot she is. Bronze tan skin “0” tan lines, the face of a goddess, long black hair, DD natural tits, an hourglass frame which led to a nice fat ass with beautiful thick thighs. I’ve had a crush on Victoria and my aunt Tara since I was a little kid at 6, checking out my aunts fat ass and fake tits, she would always wear something that was too tight so that her tits would damn near pop out of the top. But anyway that was 14 years ago, now my cousin Victoria is 26 still single and still the center of our family. When they walk through the door its like celebrities on the red carpet, my grandmother’s house erupts in cheer and praise for their return. I am always glad to see them of course, I mean c’mon who wouldn’t be excited for the women I just described! I always give my aunt and cousin Victoria a big hug and let their huge tits squeeze against my chest as I fall into heaven. Before that day this was the only “sexual” contact I’d ever had with them. After all the hellos and what not me and my cousin Joey would usually play some video game in the back bedroom, but this time it was my brother and he who went to play while Victoria and I went outside to talk. My mom, aunt, uncle and grandparents sat and talked in the living room as they usually do.
Outside my cousin and I sat on the front porch as she lit a cigarette and began smoking, I said in a hopeful tone.

Finding shared benefit in our college study group [MF]

Waking alone on a Sunday morning with nothing on my schedule puts me in a nostalgic mood, and since I’m also rocking a massive hard-on it has me reminiscing on one of my favorite past relationships. I’ll save details here to get to the good stuff, but I in college I fell into an interesting study group consisting of three petite girls of Southwestern Asian ancestry who were raised sheltered and focused on school to the nth degree. I was the outlier, a tall white guy whose priorities were chasing tail, hitting the gym, and getting drunk in that order of importance. They helped me get my goals on track and I helped them loosen up and explore, especially Rithya.

Rithya had long black hair with a luminous shine and smooth skin I had been fortunate to brush across once or twice. Her eyes were dark and piercing, but warm. And though she was self-conscious about her sharp, large nose, I found it a gorgeous, unique feature that fit in well with her congruent cheekbones. Physically, her build was slight, the smallest of the bunch though I appreciated a pert chest and ass, courtesy of yoga. She was Tamil and carried a burden of supporting her aging parents more than any 19 year old should. Rithya had also taken an eye to me, her hugs lasting longer than the others’, offering to cook extra food near exams, and an emerging mixture of intrigue and jealousy when I mentioned dates with others.

[M]y Adventure with an Army Ranger’s Wife

So, my first forays into sharing my stories have gone decently well, and I’ve actually gotten a request to share one that I put at the end of my last story.

So shortly after graduating high school, I had a habit of bumming around town a bit. Hanging out with friends, awaiting college acceptance, and just generally relaxing and unwinding after finally finishing my senior year.

I ended up spending a lot of time playing pool, going so far as to join up in some local tournaments and making friends with a group of regulars. Among these were two young women who were always hanging around and watching the pool players, chatting and joking. We’ll call these women Arizona and Madison.

Arizona was the daughter of the owner of the local pool hall, a short blonde with a bright smile and curvy body sporting D-cup tits that she loved to show off. Her friend, Madison, some sort of logistics person at the local base, was even thicker with short black hair and an absolutely massive set of tits with a shapely ass. Though a few years older than me, they never had a problem hanging out and flirting, making jokes and small talk well into the night at least a couple times a week.

Daphne’s Desperation (Part 1 and 2) [F22/M25][Mdom, cons nc, exhib, humil]

This story will have more nc elements in later parts but these parts are strictly dubcon or con.

**Fired!**

Daphne’s boss had been a real dick. She was little more than his glorified coffee girl even though her official position was secretary. He would order her to fetch him coffee every two hours on the dot. After her second time bringing it late he reprimanded her.

“You stupid slut. You have one job. Bring me my coffee on time and still your female brain can’t even seem to manage that.”

“I’m sorry Sir.”

“Is it hard to be on time for your stupid slut brain?”

“No Sir.”

“Then why has it happened three times already?”

“I don’t know Sir.”

“You don’t know”, her boss chuckled to himself. More for his own benefit than hers. “I think you’re in denial. You need to say it.”

“Say what Sir?”

“Say sorry that your stupid slut brain prevents you from completing even the most simple tasks.”

Sorority- The hazing of Jessica (FFF18-22) D/S, CFNF, humiliation part 1

“Jessica! Looks like I’m empty.”

Its been normal enough. Drinking games, cleaning the house dressed as a maid, making drinks for everyone. Just dumb stuff. Shit to do so I can pay my dues as the new girl. Tonight and tomorrow worries me though. Max told me that the last two days are the hardest but she can’t tell me what exactly why. I guess I’ll have to wait and see.

“I’m here Kate, what is it?”

“Took you long enough.” Kate says. Brushing her dirty blonde bangs to the side, snapping a selfie before she takes the cup.

Kate is the stereotypical sorority girl. She’s attractive, comes from money, and likes to party. She doesn’t seem like she would be the best student, but she’s a junior, so she was able to make it this far. A “fun” fact about Kate is that she is semi Instagram famous. I mean I get it though, I wish I had her curves. Overall she’s alright I guess. Maybe a little annoying….

“Sarah and Sam want you, they’re up stairs.” What do they want now? Fingers crossed it’s only a drink or something.

I [M] 21 fucked my friends little sister on a playground when I was supposed to be a sponsor for the church canoe trip.

At the ripe young age of 21 I was asked by other members of the church I grew up in if I wanted to go on the canoe trip they had planned for late July and was told that if I did, then I’d be considered an adult and expected to keep my younger brother and his friends in line throughout the course of the trip. We loaded up the bus and a few vans Sunday afternoon after service, took a group picture and ventured down the road, driving 4 of the roughly 5 hours required and were staying the night in a small town (an hour from the river) at a small church associated with ours.

After sweating my ass off in the bus most of the way there we arrived just in time for people from that particular church to all show up with their favorite dishes and before long we were ready to eat. As we began to mingle and meet members from the small town we heard all the stories. Grandma talking about her shit head grand kids that “only a grandma could love”. Farmers talking about lack of rain….. Or too much rain. I can’t really remember which.