High School Archives — Page 491 of 805 — NSFW story

Rear Entry [Str8, Mf, creep, masturbation, anal, oral]

Mark was annoyed when he got the rear door of the McNair’s house. They were good neighbors and had helped him out in the past, but he didn’t want to have keep walking over here to check for Sam’s “important letter.” He shared a backyard property line with them and had to cross some brush that inevitably scratched his hands every fucking time. But Sam said this letter had some information he really needed while he and his wife were on vacation.

He found the magnetic key box hidden under the small back porch and unlocked the door. He walked through the kitchen and living room to check the mail on the floor under the mail slot. He picked up and sorted the mail. No letter. He put the pile on a small table next to the stairs with the rest of the mail he’d picked up the last 3 days.

It was cool and drizzly outside, so he was in no hurry to get back home. Besides Margie was on the rag and being really nasty today. Maybe he’d hang out here for a bit and watch one of the college games. Sam had a much better TV anyway. Read more »

Return to My Party Ways

In the end, the disciplinary committee didn’t do anything. They sent me a letter urging me to “exercise good judgment and restraint” in social settings, especially those sponsored by the sorority. It didn’t mean anything and the girls who thought I acted like a slut continued to give me the side-eye, while most of the other girls at Tri Delt didn’t care one way or the other.

Two weeks after the hearing, a girl named Lily, who lived on my floor and who I was friendly with, but didn’t really consider a friend asked me if I was going to the party Friday night at ATO. I said I really hadn’t thought about it and she told me she and her roommate were planning on going and asked if I wanted to go with.

“Sounds good,” I said brightly, wondering if she knew anything about why I’d been called in front of the committee.

When Friday night rolled around, I spent several hours getting ready and picked out what I thought would be the perfect outfit for the party – black mini with heels and a top that was demure in front but fairly open in back with the cutest little spaghetti straps over my shoulders. Just the right amount of make-up and eyeliner gave me what I thought would be a fresh, girl-next-door look with just the right amount of sexy. Read more »

The Perfect Deal [MF] [oral] [piv]

“When it came to making a deal, everyone had a line they refused to cross. Those who drew that line too carefully were often the first to get ripped off.”

That was the first sales lesson that Stacy Stamper’s father had taught her as a little girl. Being the son of a traveling salesman and the cofounder of successful marketing company, her father treated sales with a passion that few could match. He said he’d planned on passing down his valuable knowledge to his kids one day. As it just so happened, Stacy was the oldest of the three and often the first to be in a position to use that knowledge.

However, sometimes being the first meant crossing a few lines she hadn’t expected.

“Out here,” said the deep, excited voice of Marvin “Max” Dresden. “Nobody comes into these parts at this hour, especially on Black Friday.”

“It’ll do,” said Stacy. “Just remember I know which parts of this store are being monitored by cameras. So if you’re hoping to record our little exchange, stop hoping.” Read more »

[FM] On a School Bus at Night

My boyfriend really loves the idea of public sex. He’s a bit of an exhibitionist. I’m somewhat shy myself, but he knows exactly how to turn me on. The other night was no exception.

We and a mutual friend had been drinking some that night. Nothing heavy, but I was leaving town on a school trip the next morning for a couple days and wanted to celebrate beforehand. My boyfriend had just turned 21, so he had picked up a few drinks earlier that day. I would say I’m relatively modest, but alcohol always makes me horny. Something about the warmth it provides just makes me crave pleasure. At the end of the night, when I was a bit tipsy, we decided to take our friend home. It was a short walk, but along the way the three of us began a game of Truth or Dare. The game was mostly innocuous, though some questions more provocative than others (my bf asked our friend if he had ever thought about me carnally; I turned around while he nodded his head so I don’t know, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he said yes). Though the air was warm, I became increasingly aware of the desire growing within me. I craved touch. Read more »

[FM] 7 Minutes in Heaven

Ok. This one goes way back. Back to my senior year of high school. Yes, I was already 18 by this point. And so were the rest of my friends.

It was about April, a bit more than a month until graduation. A couple of us decided to get together on a Friday night after school. There was a total of 7 of us. 4 girls, 3 guys. We all gathered at John’s house. He lived with his dad. We turned up with some pizza, sodas, and chips and followed up dinner with an intense game of Monopoly. Well, at least it was intense for the first hour and a half at least. About halfway through, we started to care less and less about the game and taking longer and longer breaks just talking until we got on the subject of graduation. How we were graduating soon and all the things we wished we had done differently during our four years of high school. We eventually started talking about things the movies and tv shows show high schoolers doing but that we hadn’t done. We soon found out literally none of us had played 7 minutes in Heaven. Ever. We talked about how it seems like the game is so widely played by high schoolers and even middle schoolers in some cases. And then we got the bright idea that we should play. We weren’t even sure exactly how to play it. So Brenda offered to Google it when I butted in to suggest that we should come up with our own mishmash of rules from what we remember from the movies. This is what we came up with. Read more »

Leftover Loving [mf] [romantic] [creampie]

“I’m so thankful that you and your family could join us this year, Kari.”

“So am I, Mrs. Zale…more than I can possibly put into words.”

That heartfelt toast had capped off a very filling, very successful Thanksgiving dinner for Karianne Kayden. It was led by Erica Zale, the mother of her childhood friend turned high school sweetheart, Jeremy Zale. It made real something she thought she’d never experience again…a happy Thanksgiving feast.

Having just experienced it over the course of a very memorable Thanksgiving, Kari felt many emotions boil to the surface. She’d held back tears when Jeremy’s mother made that toast. She held back even more when her mother, a woman who’d spent the last three years recovering from a bitter divorce, stood up and hugged her friend and former college roommate. It was a powerful moment and one Kari still hadn’t processed.

“Being thankful on Thanksgiving again,” Kari pondered under her breath, “I almost forgot what it felt like. Just when I thought I’d never feel it again.” Read more »

Every hero has an origin story [M] [MF] [Oral] [Handjob]

My beginnings as a secretive closet freak / slut had its impetus of around 6th grade. Girls were beginning to turn into older girls and curves, and my thoughts turned from video games and cartoons to that of girls. I noticed them, but particularly didn’t notice me. I was socially awkward, not as physically developed and goofy. This pretty much stayed this way until after high school, when I went off to college.

Around 13-14 years old however, I noticed that my grandmother had these clothing magazines that included women’s underwear. I helped bring in her mail and I began to sneak the clothing magazines to the bathroom and use that for ‘reading material’. While fascinated by them, I didn’t necessarily use them for spank bank material until I had taken a jacuzzi bath by myself and discovered the jets for my own pleasure. It was my first orgasm I have ever had, and quite intense…the jets blowing bubbles around and brought me to a mind blowing orgasm. I started using the jacuzzi more often as well as the magazines, combining the two to make it more memorable. Read more »

SHE USED TO BE A SLUT [mf] [oral] [swallow] [mast]

Adrienne was a wild one. In high school, she used to charge $20 for a blowjob behind the bleachers. She got so popular that she had to take reservations. Five a day was her max. There was only so much cum she could swallow. From time to time, she’d see one of her teachers — they’d give her the universal hand signal she had invented. The first time it happened, she was totally caught off guard. How had he known the signal? Curious, she nodded him on and after class, she approached, cautiously.

“So,” she whispered. “I have a free period in an hour.”

“Okay,” he said, pretending he was too busy grading a paper on his desk.

“Bleachers,” she whispered.

He nodded and she left.

Sure enough, he showed up. Took his cock out and got the blowjob of his life. He grabbed her pigtails as he grunted and exploded into her mouth. His load was thick and tasted like a mixture of salt water and pineapple juice. She swallowed it with no hesitation.

“That was a huge load,” she whispered. Read more »

Taco Bell [M]

Here’s a great story i think of every time I pass a Taco Bell. While in high school, I was hanging out with a friend of mine who was very down to earth and super cool to talk with. She was also very stacked. She must have had 36E breasts. She’s probably 4’9 and 100lbs. Long black hair and almond shaped eyes, long lashes. She’s incredible! The best taste in music! Anyway, we’re hanging out waiting for her friend to get off work so we can go score one weed, she’s the connect ya know? We’re laughing a lot and she’s been touching my arm and thigh all night. She makes a comment about how she can’t fit any burritos from Taco Bell in her mouth and jokes that she probably couldn’t fit a very big dick in her mouth either. In my boldness I ask her if she wants to try. I shit you not, she says she’s been waiting for me to ask since she’s heard from other girls at school how big my dick is. Right there in my car she kisses me. We’re making out, I unzip my jeans and pull them down. Let’s call her Eliza, Eliza says, Damn, Charity wasn’t lying. I’m not as big as a burrito but I have girth and length which I’m proud of. Eliza repositions herself so her knees are on her seat and she’s leaning over the middle console getting acquainted with my cock. This is incredible. Elites lips are teasing the tip of my dick and she’s licking the shaft. Her small hands are stroking me I’m just leaning back enjoying it all. My hand is on her ass the other on her head as it bobs up and down. This goes on for ten minutes before there’s a knock on the window, it’s her friend. Eliza and I both look up, my cock in full view to see her friend standing there eyes wide. I roll the window down, Eliza, still leaning over me asks for a few more minutes. All her friend can say is sorry for interrupting, nice dick and I’ll be back. As the window rolls up, Eliza is already spitting on my cock and stroking me while kissing me. She asks me not to push on her head as she attempts deepthroating it. Her hand reaches for my balls and as she’s massaging them I hear her gag a little. It triggers something in me and I unload in her throat without warning. She cleans my dick off with her tongue and tells me it tastes sweet. This feels like a dream. She’s wiping her mouth off, I’m pulling my pants off. Her friend comes back and we finally go about with our night. Eliza was a very adventurous FWB throughout the rest of our time in high school.