Tag: High School

Destined Siblings, Prologue [MF] [Str8] [inc]

As my first year at university came to an end, I was searching for an apartment where I could live for the next three years when I got an unexpected message from my big brother.

“I found a solution for your apartment issues. I’ll call you tonight.”

My phone rang that evening as I was sitting on the steps of the university library, and I felt so happy and pleased when I saw my big brother’s name on the screen. Despite the fact that he was four years older than me, he and I had always been quite close, probably because I never saw our father who abandoned our mother shortly after finding out she was pregnant again with me.

I dated a few guys in high school and only one in college so far but no one could’ve been truly compared to him and I often wondered if anyone else I meet could possibly make me feel nearly as cherished, protected, and loved as my big brother did.

With a smile I picked up the call, “I was hoping you would call and I was waiting all evening.” I told him. Read more »

Protégés and Guardians – Prologue Part 1 – Mirror and Reflections [BDSM, Mf, Maledom, Excess of Women, Plot Heavy, Dubcon]

Luisa considered herself a mundane girl. She had grown up in an ordinary family which was well-functioning, at least as much as a girl of 18 years could consider any family in that way. Now that she was permitted to senior high, she moved permanently to the recently inaugurated dormitory of the Simone-de-Beauvoir School. The college was definitely not normal, but what is normal nowadays? No one seemed to care much about her academic track records, everything was about manners and compliance, healthiness and appearances, competition and assessment. She saw through the charade of subordinating everything to healthiness; all they cared about was beauty.

Judging from the outfit they had sent to her, this year the girls would become increasingly objectified. Luckily she was brave enough to oppose the one she received, as it was undersized around her buttocks. Was her objection successful because she could justify her arguments on the pro-code? Or was she just privileged due to her background and the flawlessness of her performances? Anyways, the new dress was now sitting in the box, unopened beside the mirror. Read more »

Another story about my dom ex gf

So I already made a post about how I started wearing thongs and shaving my whole body at 17 because my girlfriend wanted me to, and how when I got to college I started dating another girl who loved me wearing thongs and loved dominating me. Here is the post if you want to read it:

Quick anecdote from Femdomstories

This is another story about my college girlfriend. I lived in my fraternity house with my brothers (I had my own room) and she lived in the sorority house next door.

She loved to make me do “humiliating assignments”, and she would threaten to show pics of me wearing thongs to her sorority sisters. She knew that if that were to happen my whole fraternity would know within ten minutes, which would have been an absolute disaster for my image and my social life. And she knew how to use it to mess with me. Read more »

Teach Me [F] to Cum

I came home full of confidence that I was going to get what I needed that day. I wasn’t going to take no for an answer. I started by getting in a black mini skirt and sheer white shirt. Black stripped thigh socks for extra measure just because I know he likes it. I walked into his office while I finished off my red hair in pig tails, told him to finish his work and meet me in the living room.
He seemed irritated by that already but it was about to become much more annoying for him. When he finally came out I was already on the couch my knees on either side on my face to show my him my pussy. My clit sucker had already put most the work in and made me soft and wet.

He didn’t even bother to look down he stared into my eyes saying, “what is it.” It’s a question but not one he wants to ask so he makes it blunt.

I try to keep my cool but honestly the more rude he is to me the more I want to shove his dick down my throat and prove what a good girl I am. Read more »

My English Teacher’s ‘extra help’ (MF) (True story)

This story is 100% real. Nothing has been added. This story is from when I was 19, virgin and in high school.

So the story goes like this. My father had a transferable job back then, so we had to move every 2 years. While I didn’t make many good friends in my childhood, I did get to start afresh in a whole new neighbourhood every 2 years. By the time I joined the new school in the new locality, one-fourth of the year would have finished.

So like everytime, my father got transferred, I got into a new school and neighbourhood. My first day at school was rather uneventful. I had to introduce myself to every teacher. For an introvert like me, it was a bummer. But the second day, we had English. And the teacher- not elder than 50, tight shirt and skirt, the shirt barely holding her humongous breasts together, skirt hugging the ass, no signs of bras or panties. I immediately got hard after seeing her. Then, the worst, but usual, thing happened. She told me to stand up and introduce myself. Hesitantly, I introduced myself, covering my boner from the rest of the class somehow. I could see the teacher sluttily looking down at my penis again and again. Her nipples gradually got really hard, which were protruding out of her tight white shirt. I finished my introduction, and sat down. Then she continued and finished her class. During class, I asked one of my classmates about her. He said that she was in her late 40s and divorced. The classes finally finished, and I went back home and wanked a huge one thinking of her. Read more »

[MF] The time I (37) became my ex-gf(34)’s side piece.

Skip to the ————- for the sex part.

I first dated D when we were both in high school, and we’ve been off and on occasionally since. She’s in a kinda lackluster relationship with a guy like 20 years older (he has kids. He doesn’t want to get married etc) she came home to visit & asked to crash at my place. I was going through a divorce, and given COVID I wasn’t out at bars or meeting people, so I joked “sure if we could hook up”. She’s 5’4 about 150 lbs. nice butt, good D size tits.

We hadn’t seen each other in early 5+ years, and D came over in a cute low cut sundress. When I hugged her she leaned in and started making out with me. As I squeezed her ass she whispered in my ear “I was always going to let you fuck me, you didn’t have to be a pig about it.”

We went out to dinner, had a couple drinks, and caught up about my divorce, her wanting kids, her lackluster relationship.

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He Wanted Me To Meet His Wife – [Female Narrator][FFM][FF][Affair]

“I want you to fuck my wife,” he said.

I was lying in Glen’s bed when he said it. We’d just finished having sex.

“Really,” he said. “I want to watch you fuck my wife.”

I glanced over at the nightstand by the bed. She looked like an attractive enough woman, judging from their wedding picture. But the situation was weird. I told him I wasn’t interested.

“Please,” he started to plead. “I’ve been working on this for years. Trying to convince her to fuck someone else while I watch. I think she’s ready.”

“You’re being foolish,” I told him. “You don’t really want this. You don’t know where it will lead.”

But he kept begging. I told him I’d think about it. Then I got dressed and got the hell out of there. I had no intention of ever going back.

“Why do men always have to ask for more?” I asked myself.

When I first met Glen we’d worked at the same office. I was used to coworkers flirting with me, but he was extremely forward.

“Look,” I finally said, “I don’t date co-workers, and I don’t date married guys.” Read more »

My [M] ex [F] and I started our relationship off with sex on the first date higher than either of us had ever been.

In my early twenties a friend a few years older than me contacted me about a job opportunity. He’d graduated high school ahead of me, and dropped out of college to use his parents money to buy into a medicinal Marijuana collective in Northern Oregon. The way he explained it, hiring locals had proven to be a well that dried up sooner than expected. The population of the towns adjacent to the operation wasn’t very large. And many of the early hires had either proven to be lazy or untrustworthy. So he’d asked some friends in Socal to put the word out to guys they thought might do well. I’d held down a job since I was 16, and while I enjoyed my smoke and drink I had a reputation for being strict on DUIs and was never seen blacked out or vomiting. The bar was set super high, I know. Read more »

A Twisted Mirror (MF, 20+, vanilla, oral, romantic)

I was sitting on the seawall that ran along this section of the lakeshore. The sky was cloudless. The temperature was in the upper 80’s. A cool breeze came off the lake. The sandy beach stretched about 20 meters between me and the water’s edge. The waves rolled in with a soft, gentle rhythm that would soothe even the most troubled soul. That was the reason I was here.

As of late, my mind was clouded and darkened by thoughts that I tried to keep buried, but rose up from the ground like the undead. This was not doing my depression any good. I know that I shouldn’t think these thoughts, but every so often they manage to slip past and torment me relentlessly until I could find the strength to fight back. I never backdowned from a fight. 

I pulled my ball cap further down to cover my eyes as I stared out across Lake Huron. So many people who never grew up around the Great Lakes are surprised by how large they are when they see them with their own eyes. The term “lake” is actually inadequate and, frankly, wrong. These are not lakes, but inland freshwater seas. Fuck, the largest ships to ply these waters exceed 300 meters, but most are between 180 and 210 meters. This is due to the smallest locks measuring 240 meters long. But there were no Lakers in sight at that moment, although I saw plenty while in Marquette, where I went to college.  Read more »

[29F] A real life miracle

Imagine this.

Imagine that you’re part of a friend group, a very close friend group, of two guys and three girls. Now imagine you’ve been close friends for maybe 15 years, since early high school, and imagine that this is just an incredibly normal, though somewhat nerdy and academically successful, group of friends.

Imagine that you’re the shyest, nerdiest guy in the group, and naturally, you’ve grown up maybe fantasizing about any – or all – of the three girls in the group on and off over a long period of friendship. That would be natural, right?

Now imagine you’ve come to be in your late 20s, and you still haven’t had any sexual experience in your life. Every week, you still hang out with your close group of friends, get together and chat, maybe watch something, pretty consistently, every week.

Now imagine one week, you’re going over to one of their houses to do this again, just like you have every week for the last 10-15 years. Nothing at all is out of the ordinary. Read more »