“So you have a BBC? is it like, big??” [MF]

Hey reddit, so quarantine has finally got to me and I decided to share this story that happened about a year ago now. I still get off to it pretty often and if you have any questions about it, feel free to PM. Also I changed her name to protect her identity. I might post some pics of me but I don’t envision posting any pics of her to keep her identity anonymous.

To give a little background, Jess and I went to high school together. She was always “one of the popular girls” and a lot of guys in our grade thought she was the prettiest girl in school. She was white with beautiful blonde hair, had a great figure, a perfect smile, and an ass that would make any guy’s knees weak. She always wore a little bit of makeup but you got the sense that she looked just as stunning without it. As pretty as she was her personality always made her feel unattainable to just about every guy in our high school. She had an aura about her that said to every guy “I’m better than you.” In all of our years of going to school together, I don’t think she ever looked bad. She was always dressed very well and had a confident way to her that said “yea, I know I’m good looking.”

The Ultimatum, Part 1 (A spanking story)

F/m spanking

She had me. There was nothing I could do. I had only been renting the room from her for six months, and I had been late on rent 3x. I couldn’t afford to lose the place. She knew it. That’s why Kristen gave me the ultimatum. She pulled out a wooden paddle from her nightstand drawer, placed it on top, and looked at me sternly.

“I just finished a 12 hour day at work, and I have zero patience left for you. You can take a paddling, or you can pack up your shit, and find a new place. What’ll it be?”

I stood frozen for a second, and then blurted out the next thing that came to mind. “Where did you get that thing???” I said, my voice starting to quiver.

“I used to teach high school in Florida. Sometimes you have buy your own supplies. Don’t change the subject. Am I evicting you, or am I spanking you?”

I could not believe this was happening. I should have known though. Neighbors told me that she was a little nuts, and my room price was suspiciously cheap.

“What…will it be!” she shouted impatiently.

Ashlee Gets Seduced Mia During Freshman Orientation (ff | virgin | college girls)

Today was the first day on campus for all of us new students at Lincoln University, I had to attend the freshman orientation for new students since it was my first year. When I first heard about the lame ways the counselors try to get you adjusted to college life through activities, I was looking for anyway out of having to attend. Luckily I knew if I could make it through the initial meeting, I may be able to sneak away after check in. As I walked up to the check in desk, I looked around seeing the students I would be joining at the university this year. Most were younger than 25. That was the majority of people going soon after high school, while others were in their later years in life. I felt young compared to most of the people checking in at the desk covered in student identification cards, being only 18 and straight out of high school. A feeling of overwhelming anxiety filled my body as I gave my name to the slightly older girl at the desk. Suddenly I felt like I was a kid surrounded by adults, all alone in a new college. The moment the girl gave me my plastic badge on a red lanyard I took off across the courtyard. Passing the groups of students meeting for the first time and getting to know their new peers. I kept walking until I seen an area with less people. Turning a corner I saw a building that was not littered with people around the main doors. Walking in through the double wide glass doors, entering into a large library full of books. Inside there was only a few students walking around the lobby, so I went to the second floor where I saw no one else. Finally I felt my heart rate begin to slow down as my breathing calmed. It was rare that I felt so encumbered by the feeling of social anxiety. I sat down on a lounge chair while I relaxed my body to settle down. Then I seen a short Indian girl who was pushing a cart around full of books. She was putting away the returned books in their location on the shelves. My eyes could not help but stare as I seen the beautiful brown skinned girl walking around in a red dress. It was loose on the girl’s small frame, yet somehow showed just enough of her body’s natural curves. Before today in college I lived in a small rural town, with little diversity in the tiny community. This was the first time I had seen an Indian in real life. Something about her was so beautiful, maybe it was the exotic outfit, or the experience of seeing a new race, or maybe it was just my emotions adjusting to college life. Either way I could not stop checking out the girl in the library, barely five foot tall as she stood just a head higher than the cart of books. Normally I was the shy girl who would never introduce myself to make new friends, but something came over me when I seen her catch me staring. Instead of looking at me like I was crazy, she smiled with her dark pink lips before returning to the books. That smile was like a spell that controlled my body, because almost uncontrollably I began to walk over to the Indian girl. When I got to the opposite side of the cart, I put my hand on the handle and introduced myself. “Hi, I’m Ashlee! It’s my first day and thought I would introduce myself. I’ll be spending a lot of time here in the library anyways.” I said with a nice friendly smile. She looked up from her books as I spoke, giving me a full view into her dark brown eyes that shined like marbles in the white florescent light. “Hey Ashlee, I’m Mia! It’s nice to meet someone who still respects physical books.” The cute Indian girl said as she restocked the shelves. We talked the entire time she put away books from the cart. Getting to know about each other and the type of books we were into. The two of us had many common favorite authors, with a mutual respect for the different styles of writing. By the time the cart was empty, Mia asked if I wanted to hang out during her break. Of course I agreed immediately. Afterwards feeling like a bit of a loser since I seemed over enthusiastic.

Close Teacher part 2

I have a secret. My secret is that I’m a teacher that has had sex with one of his students, a beautiful and intelligent blonde cheerleader named Tiffany. If Tiffany keeps this secret between us, then I wouldn’t worry about my job or my reputation, not to mention jail time, and I trust that Tiffany will. Unfortunately, I’m paranoid that a third person will find out about my secret … that is if a third person hasn’t already found out. You see, the door wasn’t closed when I was thrusting into Tiffany backside while she leaned on my desk. At the time, I gave in to Tiffany with little hesitance. But now, in feeling the legality issues and my possible unemployment if I continue this relationship, I must resist her.

The following day, I didn’t have Tiffany until the last period, but I knew that I couldn’t have this weight on my mind the entire day so I looked for her before school. I found her by her locker.

“Hey you,” she says flirtatiously.

“Mr. Reynolds, please,” I respond, “You’re here early.”

My fantasy of one night with my best friend’s wife comes true

I’ve told you the story of Beth, my best bud’s wife. ([If you missed it, you are missing some really hot masturbation material.](https://link.medium.com/xRCQoXZe47)) About 5’11”. Thin. Tan. Toned. She has phenomenal legs. The best legs I have pretty much ever seen and they extend for more than 2/3 of her body. Her abs are straight from a fitness magazine, along with the tiny shirts that showed them off. My then wife used to watch her leave the room because her ass was so perfect.

One time, as my wife watched Beth and the tight denim shorts that barely covered her ass disappear out of sight in the kitchen she whispered to me: “Once Ben and Beth leave, I have a surprise planned.”

She winked and walked away.

[My wife is the sister of Carianne](https://link.medium.com/JySCWQ6e47), my sister-in-law who flashed me on the couch and started my insatiable thirst for worn wet panties. (Once again, if you missed it, we’re talking amazing masturbation material guaranteed to make your load hit the ceiling or your clit do a dance.)

Cumming With My Bestfriend (ff, masturbation, descriptive)

Pt 1

I remember when we were both fourteen. It was two weeks into summer and had just finished our first year of high school. We had all these plans to meet boys and go to parties. Neither of these happened, I’m sure you can imagine.

I was at her house. My best friends. After we had eaten we had snuck down into her basement with her new phone. We wanted to test it out. We put on music on full volume and danced around. We watched nail painting tutorials and took turns taking pictures of each other walking around like we were on a runway. Very “preteen girls” of us. But this us were it got interesting.

She had suggested we do some google searches. Random things. We somehow went from the lyrics to “Single Ladies” to sex. The sex search led us to a porn website. Our eyes went wide as we scrolled through close-ups and compilations. One video was of a girl touching herself, all sorts of otherworldly noises escaping her. She stripped as the video went on, showing us all of her curves and crevices. She on the verge of “finishing” as she kept moaning. Her voice became higher and movements more rapid. At that point, she shut off the phone. Saying that she would get in so much trouble if she were caught. I agreed. But I could have never told her then that I wanted to continue watching. That was enjoying it and that it was captivating.

First Time

When I tell people that I lost my virginity doing anal with a girl long before I ever did it the normal way they are kind of surprised.

It happened in high school. There was a girl that I was friends with, who at one point asked for help with homework.

We were in my room, which was basically an extra story of the house. This was the third or fourth study session. As things went on we had started to get kind of flirty. I was entirely clueless with how to flirt, but had a certain amount of teenage vigor that meant I was a lot more bold than you might think if you knew me know.

Anyway, at one point we were sitting on the floor with books open around us, when she stood up to grab something from her bag. She was wearing some tight jeans that really showed off how round her ass was. She was a volleyball player and also did track, so you can imagine.

Cheating on my boyfriend at big party [MF]

So this story takes place during my vacation between high school and college, where I first started to become a true slut. I’d been invited to a girl at high school’s party, so we knew it was going to be good. My boyfriend at the time was ill, which gave me the opportunity to be quite a shameless slut during this party.

So we rock up to this house. I’ve got on this cute little dress that displays my F cup tits quite nicely. We ring the bell and are taken into the party. It’s live. There are people playing games, dancing, drinking, and that’s just in the big main living room. I also spied some people outside in the massive garden running about playing frisbee. As you might be able to guess, though, that’s not really my scene, so I stuck to inside, said hi to a few people, and found a nice corner which me and my friends sat around talking and drinking wine.

The Bosses Wife: Part Four [Interracial] [Busty] [MF] [Straight] [Throat Fuck]

Not only did I have the images of Tammy’s videos and gifs running through my head. I also remembered I had to meet some of the board members today. I looked through some of the notes Juliet had sent me. Four members worried me. They could easily tear me down and send me back downstairs.

On top of that, I had two clients that wanted to set up a meeting. I scheduled them for another day. I had too much going on at the moment. My phone chirped, I took a deep sigh and hoped it was good news. Hopefully, the board didn’t want to meet today.

I picked it up and was greeted by another one of Tammy’s videos. Clicking on the play button and turning the volume down, I saw a blonde woman lying flat on her back, hovering over her head was a black male his legs straddling her body as he fucked her mouth.

‘This is my favorite,’ the text read.

I shook my head. I didn’t have time for distractions, especially ones that could lead me to lose this great position I had acquired. I hastily sent a text back explaining my situation, without making it sound like I was blowing her off.

Close Teacher

I try to keep a close relationship with my students, portraying myself more that just an adult role model, but as an adult friend. In being a young teacher, students sometimes find it easier when someone of authority is close to their age and will listens to them, especially with all their relationship problems. Take Tiffany for example, she’s blonde, beautiful, and the goal of many of these high school boys is to get into her cotton white panty she flashes while cheer leading. But she’s not a stereotype. In our many talks, I have found that Tiffany is very intelligent and not at all a stereotypical blonde bimbo. I don’t know if any of the boys have been successful in their goals with her, but there were certainly rumors going around about her being the “blonde cheerleader slut who only sleeps with college boys.” I assume those rumors surfaced because the boys were unsuccessful. One day, these rumors got to her and she came into my classroom after school to talk about it.