Rosanna was the most beautiful girl he’d ever known. Why she had married him five years ago, he would never understand. Scottie was average in every possible way. His build, his face, his finances. If anything he was a little less than average. She was a model. Literally. Small time, clothing ads and whatnot. It had never been enough work to pay the bills, but she was ravishing! Green eyes, a petite frame at five feet tall on a good day. With thick, layered curls that flowed around her freckled cheeks and bounced about as she walked. It was the color that was most striking. The most vivid, natural red anyone had ever seen. It brought her endless compliments from everyone she met. It had strips of deep, dark, cherry red mixed with brighter highlights of an almost blond/orange. If that was a thing. When she slipped through the sunlight it erupted into a blaze and flames framed her face.
Tag: High School
[FFM] My brothers girlfriend has an incest kink
Hey all, my name is Thalia and about a year ago I started casually sorta sleeping with my older brother, “Sam”. We have only had about 5 sexual encounters but after my last post ive been thinking of calling him to come and visit. Last time I told y’all about the time I sucked my brothers dick in the shower to give me confidence to be more physical with my boyfriend.
I broke up with my boyfriend about a month after he took my virginity, I didn’t feel very passionate with him. Not to mention every time we had sex all I could think of was that time I sucked Sams dick. We broke up around July of last year and I had to move back home. This means more time I got to spend with Sam!
However when I got home Sam had already moved on, (not really suprising I didnt expect him to wait for me or anything but it was still disappointing). Sam had started dating one of his high school friends Amanda, an adorable 5’3 busty brunette with an ass that made me forget that I was straight. Amanda had practically moved into the house by the time I came back and she was suprisingly nice, a really great person to be around.
You’ll never believe what happened when my roommate [M] caught me [F] masturbating…
My old roommate, John, had been out shopping, leaving me alone in the apartment. I had decided to indulge in my favorite pastime, watching erotic videos and pleasuring myself.
Just as one of the performers on screen began to pleasure her partner, I heard the telltale sound of the front door opening.
**I froze.**
My fingers still buried deep inside of me as I turned to see John standing in the doorway.
Our gazes met, and I couldn’t help but feel a rush of embarrassment and arousal at being caught in such a vulnerable state. We had known each other for years, since high school, and while we were close, we had never been romantically involved.
As the silence stretched between us, I scrambled to cover myself with a nearby blanket. John simply stood there, one eyebrow raised in amusement as I stuttered and stammered, trying to come up with an explanation.
“Save it,” he said finally, his eyes sparkling with humor as he placed his shopping bags on the kitchen counter. “Don’t mind me, I’m just going to hide in my room so you can finish what you’re doing.”
The Tutor, Part Nine [F20/F18] [Domme/sub] [Role Reversal]
**PART NINE**
I’m a straight girl.
Always have been. And not in a closed-minded way. I grew up in a progressive area, with open and accepting parents. Several of my old high school friends and current university friends are gay or bi, and it’s never bothered me in the slightest. Like who you like, and let people like who they like; it’s not that difficult of a concept. Sure, I’ve kissed a few girls for the stupid sleepover reasons, but that doesn’t mean I’m actually into them. A cliché dare is still just a dare at the end of the day.
Until Annabelle.
I don’t know what it was about her. I’ve seen attractive girls before, but anyone can recognize good looks within their own sex. Perfect face, perfect hair, perfect body. Youthful in her late teenage years, but mature in her expressions and body language. Confidence practically exuded from her, no matter what attitude or tone she was taking. I had already seen several facets of her personality within a single morning. But I had also seen all those features on all other girls throughout the years, often combined in similar ways. None of them had made me subconsciously question a thing or two about myself.
Caught in the Church. (lesbian/first time)
It was the most beautiful afternoon Olivia had ever experienced. The sunlight was thick as honey and laid lazily upon the couch. It illumined even the darkest corners of that old storage room. It seemed to heat the wood planks on the wall and give the whole room a slight cedar scent. A breeze floating through the window tickled her sensitive skin. Of course, the tongue gently teasing her nipples helped as well.
Izzy had been her best friend since her first day of preschool. They both wore Disney princess t-shirts. That’s all it took to spawn a friendship that had lasted twenty years. Olivia let out a little moan. Her head tilted back and two teeth peaking out from her open mouth. Cheeks in full blush and shame someplace far, far away. She whispered through her lipgloss, “More. Please more.” She gave a gasp as Izzys tongue found her lips.
The good girls. That’s who they’d been all through high school. Good students, good daughters, good alter girls in this very church. This back room was a place they had prayed many times. A tongue flicked, then slid deep and she sputtered, “Oh my God…Oh God.” The response came as Izzy gazed deep into her eyes, “Yes Liv?”
[F] Deepthroat Therapy
Last time I wrote, I was convinced I was addicted to the practice of deepthroat with my sexy friend. The need to indulge myself in him felt overpowering at times. I realized this week that the stress and frenzy of the holidays could be contributing to my addictive behavior and feelings.
In his profession, Deep is busiest at work during the holidays and simply wasn’t available at my whims for regular sessions. It sucked for me, but it gave me time to deal with and work out my true feelings and reflect on the past year, and make goals for the new year.
I don’t think I have been both sober and single during the holidays since I was in high school. Regular life sortof pauses during the holidays and things are just different. Because of my new (better) habits I developed for 2022, I don’t really have friends to eat, drink, and be merry with anymore. I have distanced myself from those kind of friends. The only regular social interaction I have is weekly with my therapist and with Deep.
Daddy Issues
I was still in high school, when I met Alex and John in a community theater group. My school’s annual stage production had been canceled that year, when the drama teacher took a personal leave of absence and none of the other staff members wanted the vexing responsibility of directing a bunch of recently pubescent misfits on stage after class. Their solution was to recommend an all-ages theater troupe casting parts in a production of Brigadoon, in a neighboring town.
Despite having my driver’s license, my mom still drove me to doctor’s appointments and dance recitals, anywhere outside of my normal routine. I suffered from frequent panic attacks, even when I wasn’t behind the wheel of a 2000-pound automobile. The additional anxiety of being a new driver was often debilitating, and the brand-new convertible I had been given on my 16th birthday would sit stationary in the driveway for weeks on end.
cheating during a camping trip turned into a hot threesome [FM]
Hello! First time poster here to share my favorite sexual experience. This story is going to be a little long!
It takes place last May, I went on a summer camping trip with my boyfriend for 3 nights. The first night we decided to pitch and sleep in a tent, but the other two nights we had a cabin reserved on the same camping grounds. It was a beautiful and romantic setting by the lakeside, where little cabins and RV’s sat cozy together, strung with lights.
Anyways, a little background… My boyfriend Jarod and I have been together off and on for the last 2 years. I say “off and on” because we broke up for 6 months, but got back together over the last summer. I slept with several guys in those months, and even had my first threesome with two guys who I barely even knew. It was a mini hoe-phase, to say the least.
Jarod knows how slutty I got while we were broken up, and he was completely cool about it. He even told me that he’s always wanted to have a threesome with me and another man, he just didn’t know how to bring it up while we were dating.
Kathi’s kinky desire Part 01
It was the day after our 15th anniversary, and my wife Kathi had told me about a long-standing fantasy.
The day before, to celebrate, we had gotten a fancy hotel room, and after dinner, we went to our room and spent hours feasting away, sucking, licking, and fucking wildly, Kathi was almost on fire with desire, fuck, she used me as a sexual plaything, she couldn’t get enough. I didn’t mind being used like that, but I finally reached the point where I just couldn’t get it up anymore, and I used my oral skill to give her body one last orgasm, her voice crying out in pleasure as she crested to one more climax.
The next day, before we checked out, Kathi told me what had gotten her so worked up.
“Dave, you know how much I love you. During our anniversary romp, I was fantasizing about fucking guys that I don’t know, just anonymous guys with hard cocks. The more I fantasized, the more excited I got, it was like my lust was a fire that would never stop.”
I replied, “Yeah, I noticed, the way I got used, sure felt good to me!”
letting my boyfriend lose me in a bet to our dealer [26F]
We started dating when we were sixteen. We’re both from a small town in Australia where you’re basically with the same group of people through high school that you grew up with. Most people from our home town tend to stay and work around there after school finishes, so Nick and I are some of the few people to have actually moved away. We both got accepted into the same uni and now live on campus, but we’re only a three hour drive away so sometimes pop home for the weekends. We’ve stayed in touch with all of our friends from school, and this story centres around one of them, a guy named Travis.
Travis was always more of Nick’s friend than mine, I mostly just tolerated him. He was dealing weed even back when we were at school and I always assumed that was the main reason that everyone put up with him. He’s always been aggressive, arrogant, rude and insulting, literally the opposite of Nick and the rest of our friends in just about every aspect. That being said he could be fun to hang around and get high with, but I could only ever handle him in small doses. He’s also an absolute chauvinist and fuck boy. Most of our friends have dated around and been single on and off, where as Nick and I have stuck together the whole way through high school. As a result of this Travis has managed to sleep with just about every girl in our friendship group at some point. Almost all, because he’s never managed to get into my pants despite his constant efforts.