“You’ve never fucked a student before?” [Str8] [Mf] [Teen] [18] [Schoolgirl] [Teacher/Student] [Age gap] [Risky sex] [Creampie]

**This story is for ADULTS ONLY. Please do not read on if you are not 18 or older.**

**All characters in this story are 18 or older**

# “You’ve never fucked a student before?”

I was finally on track to the life I had been dreaming of. After several bad decisions and a few years of wasted time I moved away from the bustling city and settled down in a quiet little village out in the countryside. And that’s where this story takes place.

I had only been teaching at the school for a few months but already I felt like I had developed an excellent rapport with my students and colleagues alike. I offered a friendly ear for my fellow teachers to rant to and let them get anything off their chest and I offered a clean state to my students who had been having troubles with their previous teacher. In just those few short months, I could already see a massive improvement in many pupils who had previously been well behind. I think many of the students were drawn to me because I was the youngest teacher at the school. I mean, I was thirty-one, but considering that all of the other teachers were fifty plus, I guess I was the closest thing to that cool, young teacher most places have. Which I intentionally tried to be, anyway. People showed up a tad late to class? No sweat. You need an extra week on that homework? You got it! I made sure to not let any students walk over me but also to cut them some slack here and there and it seemed to really work. In no time, my class was opening up to me and we were regularly discussing our interests and hobbies.

Kate Wants Tessa’s Husband

# When Kate sets her sight’s on Tessa’s husband, she finds out that she might have bitten off more than she can chew.

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I’ve been watching you watching me. I caught you staring when you think your wife doesn’t notice … and I think sometimes when she DOES. But you’re not the only one staring and watching. Whenever the 3 of us go anywhere together, I watch both of you touching each other – flirting – giggling – blushing like a couple of high school kids in love. I’m jealous and I want that. I want you. I want to be her – to have that sexy firm body of hers.

I constantly watch your hands slide over her waist and narrow hips and I can imagine her getting wet at your touch. I find myself rubbing my own ample stomach and hips and catch your eye. I see a hunger there. Maybe you want to feel how soft I am.

My first killer adult sex, and I discover a kink I like [MF] [MFF]

My first two years of college I had a pretty decent sex life.. I was a college athlete, a slightly above average player on a small school soccer team. While I was by no means a big deal, I was in really good shape and looked it. I usually met women at bars or parties and ended up either at their room or mine, which meant that we were always working around roommates and often least a little drunk.

The beginning of my junior year, I met Cary in, of all places, the library. We were both 20yrs old. At a party I probably wouldn’t have noticed her. She had a skinny, boyish figure and wasn’t head-turningly pretty. But Cary had a beautiful head of glossy, black hair, and big, intelligent, black eyes. She was engaging and very smart. Best of all, she was extremely funny, one of the funniest people I’ve ever been around, and her humor always came with a very cute smirk. She’d joke about absolutely anything. She made me laugh a lot, usually by poking fun at me, which I loved, or at herself.

Mardi Gras (AKA the start of the best sex of my life) [MF]

In my mind this started at a wedding. Two of my friends from high school were getting married and had a big outdoor wedding. That meant that everyone was going to be there and the party was going to be insane — which it absolutely was. One of the highlights was late that night after 95% of the guests had left and just the wedding party and a few really close friends / stragglers stayed behind. There was a lot of flirting and general sexual tension between just about everyone. We were in our early 20s, most of us drunk, and all having known each other when we were awkward kids seeing each other for the first time in ages in the heat of our respective “glow-ups.”

One of the friends that remained, lets call her Penny, was someone I had been off-and-on friends with for years. She had moved away at some point and we had lost touch. She was really good friends with the groom though — he had the biggest crush on her throughout high school and… well, still did to that day — despite that he had just gotten married. She was really cute, 5’5”, curly dark hair, big blue eyes, genuine smile, and lovable personality. In high school she had been incredibly skinny with a firm backside and small breasts. In the years that followed she had put on some weight but in all the right places. He B cups had filled out to Cs and her hips were a little wider and very inviting.

My Ex Wife and I got drunk at a hotel…

This story happened a few months ago, and honestly haven’t stopped thinking about it. Figured I’d type it up for someone else to enjoy.

So here we are middle of my sons soccer season, and he has a huge tournament coming up on the weekend that’s far enough away from the house that the entire team has to get a hotel. I called and booked mine fairly early, as I figured so would everyone else, my sons mom asked me to book one for her, because she was busy and didn’t have time. I called the hotel back and changed my reservation from one room to two. Not thinking anything about it, and just made sure she had a reservation.

The Friday comes and everyone is heading out of town for the tournament. I showed up to the hotel a little later that night because I had to work late, and my son was with his mom for the weekend. I got to the hotel and got checked in, my son was waiting for me in the lobby. We walked up to my room, and he starts laughing when I get to my door, not sure what was funny, but he then shows me, his moms room is directly next to mine and it’s one of those conjoint rooms with a door in between. As his parents are divorced he really thought it was cool to open that door and be able to go from room to room as he pleased.

Johnny’s Mother, part 1 (incest)

Shelly, 38 years old with a body newly burnished from cycling and yoga, has been hanging around the house more and more with no clothes on. At most, a silk bathrobe, yellow and painted with blue, vaguely East Asian temple-like structures, hangs off her shoulders. She ties it when someone’s at the door, a deliveryman or her neighbor Trish, but otherwise it hangs open and anyone could see her strong body, her muscular legs, her breasts. Anyone, she says to herself, catching sight of herself in the full-length mirror in the hallway, the brown hair on her cunt spreading like a tea stain halfway up to her belly button, anyone could see her nakedness.

She is of a mind to make that happen, with her husband long dead, having left her with the password to his Bitcoin wallet, which held a couple hundred of the nearly worthless cryptocurrency he’d bought as a joke in 2012 when the Mayan Apocalypse was supposed to happen, and then forgot about. But he left the password to his wallet with Shelly among the other papers about his life insurance and so on, a lot of assets that looked pathetic compared to the bitcoin which was now worth 20 million dollars or something.

First official couple swap [Group]

Sorry this got very long but after my last two posts people messaged me asking for more background and details so I did my best to deliver! If you want to skip that and get to the sex you can jump down to the line of ***.

My wife Danielle and I are very sexual people and have gotten into a lot of fun together. Some have asked about out appearances so in terms of looks, my “look” would likely get overlooked and blend into a crowd well. My style consists of a lot of black, white and grey mixed with jeans or khakis, I’ve been told I resemble a taller version of a late 20 year old Charlie Day. I was always on the skinny side but never did well with sports. The closest to sports I got was in high school skateboarding for a few years until one stupid time skating without a helmet and cracking my head open I opted to be amateur action shot photographer for the group.

The Second-Floor Window’s Lit and the First-Floor Shotgun’s Loaded [MF] [Part 2]

[*Link to Part 1*](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mpba8h/the_secondfloor_windows_lit_and_the_firstfloor/)

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# The Second-Floor Window’s Lit and the First-Floor Shotgun’s Loaded

**Part 2**

^(By Meade Gunn)

Jake was staring down a screaming barrel of death. Whenever Roselyn had wanted some action in the last few months, she’d been turning on a red lightbulb in her room to summon him. An ideal arrangement to have with the girl next door. Tonight however, he’d been drawn like a moth to the flame by her father, who’d used their signal as a trap and surprised him with his shotgun.

“Now you listen. Both ears.” Roselyn’s father said, cocking his shotgun once more and sending an unspent shell flying. “You’re going to climb right back out that fucking window you came in through or Roselyn won’t need no special lightbulb to see red in her. You fucking understand me?”

For once in his life, Jake formed words under distress. “Yes, sir.”

“Git!” He said, charging forward with his shotgun.

Makeup threesome [MFM] [voyeur]

– Would you mind if she spent the night, man?

I didn’t expect that. Five days into our trip across Europe, Jimmy and Lindsay had a big fight last night and just made up this morning. Last year in high school does that to you. All of us being between 18 and 19, an unknown road in front of us, relationships coming into adulthood…

Lindsay and I had a bit of history, if you can call it so ; she was into me, being flirty, making openly sexual allusions, but being young, dumb and shy, I missed my cue and she found comfort in Jimmy’s arms. It was cool. We all had been friends for six years now, they were good together… I was sincerely happy to see them go quickly over yesterday’s ugly fight. Now, two days before flying home, last leg of the trip, two same sex students bunking in each hotel room, they didn’t want to be apart and I could hardly say no. Lindsay comically looked at me from under his arm, mimicking “please” puppy eyes.

– Yeah, sure guys, no problem! Just behave, right?

– We’ll keep it quiet, promise.

NSFW: That Guy You’ve Been Seeing [MF]

We were having our normal movie night. Ever since Heather and I bought our condo, we reserved Friday night for us. People always joked we were like a married couple but a relationship never crossed our minds.

“Romero always shot the most interesting angles.” She in her spot and me in mine. It’s been this way for the past year. She was the easy choice for a roommate. We’ve known each other most of our lives. Hell, she lived with my family after the accident.

“Absolutely! I mean, yeah, his zombie movies are amazing. But this one. Monkey Shines. Incredible! Oh! How’s that guy you were seeing?”

“I could ask you the same thing.” She brushes her hand across my cheek mockingly.

“If I knew he was going to date you I wouldn’t had introduced you two.” I half laughed. I never intended for them to date. But I was happy Heather was with someone.

“Look, Arthur, if one of my ex-girlfriends wanted to date you I would feel weird too. You know when Shelly found out you were Bi she was interested.” She smiled understandingly It was her genuine expressions that caught me off guard at times. Just that pure honesty.