Tag: High School

[MF] How my cousins’ invitation to swinging almost got my Japanese girlfriend fucked

My girlfriend B and I were invited to my cousin S and her husband Q’s place to hang out and it had been a while since my girlfriend and I had last seen them. I call S my cousin, but she’s technically a family friend. She was a Japanese student who had lived with my actual cousin for half a year when she studied abroad to my high school. Their relationship was just as real as any pair of sisters I had met and as far as I was concerned, she is family.

When we arrived, my cousin’s husband had been acting kind of odd. Leading up to this day, nothing had seemed out of place, he and I had been talking about how he had been looking forward to hanging out after so long.

They picked us up from the station and we grabbed lunch before spending some time shopping. It wasn’t until we got to their place that I would understand what they had planned. Read more »

A Soccer Party to Remember [ MF, MF, FF ]

Our end of the season soccer party was coming up. This was not only the end of the season; but since these girls were graduating high school, it was the end of the team as well. Most of them had been playing together for almost a decade. A few weeks ago, Matt had dropped a huge bomb shell on me that he had sex with four different girls on the team; and had pictures and videos to prove it. He explained everything to me in a drunken confession last month. After the initial shock wore off, and coming to gripes with the fact that Macy, his daughter, was the one setting all this up; I had to admit, I was quite turned on. Read more »

The Blue Viper Files Part 2 [MF] [Hypnosis] [BDSM]

**Chapter 2: Kukla**

**Betsy**

“Good morning, sleepyhead.”

“Ugh.”

“Come on. I made you breakfast.”

“It’s Saturday.”

“Yeah, but it’s waffles.”

Betsy opened her eyes a crack. “Waffles?”

“With strawberries and whipped cream.” Ben was beaming. He was stretched out on the bed, his head in his hands, looking young and strong.

“But on waffles, right?”

Ben laughed. “Yes, on homemade waffles.”

“You homemade?”

“I watched a video. It’s all very professional.”

“But you made them?” Ben pinched Betsy and she laughed, sitting up on her elbows. “What time is it?”

“Almost eleven.”

“Ahhh, Saturday.”

“The holiest of days.” Ben crawled next to Betsy and nestled into her.

“And now waffles.”

“With strawberries and whipped cream,” said Ben. “Homemade.”

“Homemade strawberries?” Ben tickled her again, this time not stopping at a single pinch. She rolled around, trying to defend herself, but he was persistent. “Okay, okay,” she said between giggles. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” Read more »

Sister In Law: Part Six [MF] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Huge Fake Boobs] [Interracial]

Gill still looked like a deer in headlights as we joined her and Andy at the pizza place. “A great find,” Andy said as we sat down.

“Thanks,” Wayne replied.

It was extravagant for a pizza place, they served us wine, and we ordered two large pizzas to share for the table.

Andy told Wayne he was into the security business, mainly homes and businesses, but was venturing into other things. As usual, when he was with other men, Wayne just nodded his head and pretended he was interested; unless he saw or heard something that would help his company, he wasn’t interested.

Gill told me she was a stay at home mom with three kids. The eldest was just about to leave for college. They asked if we had children of our own, and that’s when I told them that I had the baby maker permanently turned off a long time ago. Gill was surprised and caught off guard. Which only instilled the thought that they came from a small town. Read more »

Park tryst [FM]

Timeframe is two summers ago, I try to be the good sister and great aunt to my sister, brother-in-law, and niece. I have a standing date with my niece every other Saturday to give my sister and her husband some alone time.

Well this particular Saturday as usual I meet over at their house sometime about mid morning and grab my niece (Savanna). First we make our way to the museum as she loves to look at the dinosaurs and other fossils. We then go and get some lunch at her favorite restaurant. By the time we were finished with lunch it was time to head over to the park so she could play with her friends on the playground. It’s one of those areas were all the moms bring their kids so the moms can gossip and plan their next social event. You know the types, more plastic than natural beauty, all driving MB’s, BMW’s, Ranges, etc. Now I’m not saying anything is wrong with that just so that you get a mental picture of the crowd. Read more »

Fucking my friend’s mom by the pool [Part 1] [M][F]

This took place during the summer I graduated high school. My friend was completing an apprenticeship for the first couple weeks of summer in the town nearby so he was away from home for a while. We made plans to go dirt biking and drink beers when he came back. On the day of, I hopped on my bike and rode over to his place. His Mom is a real estate agent and his house is in the rich part of the neighborhood so it took me quite a while to get there. It was a typical summer day and it was scorching hot outside. I finally arrive a little bit into the start of the afternoon at the planned time and I rang his doorbell. Read more »

[MF] I fucked my ex girlfriends married mom

So this was 10 years ago approximately. I am slightly ashamed, but at the same time I still fantasize about these encounters.

I started dating a girl my age 24ish. We met at a party at 24 years old even though we attended the same high school – I had never really met her. We immediately hit it off and we’re making out at the party drunk. Exchanged numbers and the next day fucked for hours. It was great, super freaky and honestly to this day one of the wettest smoothest pussy I’ve had – like just perfect. We start dating somewhat serious. I met her parents several times which is inevitable because we lived in a small town – months go by – we were both in between housing so we move into an apartment together – we realize we aren’t compatible – break up. I find my own place. We relapse fuck many times then finally truly end it.

This is where the story gets “flipped turned upside down.” – will smith.

Somewhere during our relationship, my gf told me that her mom told her that she was a squirter. She said her mom explained it to her. We were both dying laughing at the time. Read more »

Emily’s Visit [MF]

After graduating from high school, I attended a local university about an hour away from where I grew up. A few of my classmates from high school attended the same college I did and we occasionally saw each other on campus. This was before the days of cell phones and email, so unless you saw your friends on campus and got their home phone number or address, there was practically no way to contact them…so it was nice to run into them occasionally and catch up on each other’s lives.   

During the first year of college, I lived in the dorms and roomed with my best friend, Bill, from high school. We had a great relationship and had a lot of fun that year. We made good friends with some of the other dorm residents and we are still in contact with many of them today. As is probably typical, we all spent more time with our new friends and less with the old ones due to proximity and changed interests. As time went on and lives got busy, we saw our old friends less and less.    Read more »

A Step Apart: Teased. Matt can’t hide his lust for his older step sister anymore.

Stephanie Modders laid on her bed with her cellphone in her hands hovering over her face, clicking away at her texts. Her pink, spaghetti strapped under shirt was half riding up her belly revealing the belly button piercing her mother nearly killed her for getting last year. Even though she was 18 when she got it, her mom didn’t like piercings that were anywhere but the ear and she didn’t like tattoos, period. Which is why Stephanie was taking this time while her mother was out running errands to wear as little clothes as possible and air out her recent tattoo she got on the small of her back. Every other waking and sleeping minute she spent at her mom’s house she would have to wear some over sized sweat shirt or a baggy t shirt that wouldn’t risk revealing her tattoo any time she bent over.

Matt didn’t mind in the least. He sat balancing on a large blue sit-up ball in the corner of the room and pretended to type on his phone. In reality though, his eyes couldn’t keep from creeping up and down his step-sister’s body. Her long tan legs that stuck out from the small black with pink trim, loose fitting shorts she wore. Read more »

Good Girl

Niamh typically hated first dates. Her multiethnic heritage invariably led to a “so what are you?” line of questioning. She always wanted to answer “tired of that fucking question” but instead she opted to be polite and explained her mother was Irish and Korean and her father was Iranian and Guatemalan. Her name was spelled the old Irish way (after her maternal grandmother) and was pronounced like “Nieve.” This always led to what guys thought was a compliment, “well aren’t you exotic.” Yeah, growing up in Northern California, real fucking exotic. Of course that was the guys who actually took an interest in her, instead of droning on with such misplaced pride about whatever the fuck it was they did for a living.

Jackson was different. He asked her about things she cared about and downplayed his career. “Work is all very boring but it’s a means to an end to get to eat at places like this,” he said at dinner. Truly it was the nicest restaurant Niamh had ever been brought to on a date. The first possible red flag (well besides having a last name for a first name, but that wasn’t his fault) was that he ordered for her. What kind of bullshit power move was that? The red flag gave way to fireworks when the food arrived though. It was the most delicious god damn thing she ever tasted. He was cute too. The way he looked at her felt like he was gazing right into her soul. He made it clear that he thought she was beautiful without it being part of any ethnic fetish. Read more »