Tag: High School

[F]ucking [M]y high school crush

I [19F] used to go to school with this guy we’ll call Devon. Devon was truly something out of a YA novel. Hot, popular football star with a tragic backstory, a good heart and eyes that were kinder than puppies. (Barf).

Y’all…when I say I DO NOT GO FOR THESE BOYS. Him and his friends had the matching popular pretty girls tripping over them left and right. Being more quiet and eclectic, often hanging out with the theatre kids, I had no business keeping more than a harmless fantasy with no intentions of acting upon. I had a couple classes with Devon but we never spoke… until last week when we matched on tinder.

We got together and things flowed so well, the conversation was light and flirty with me intentionally giving him a better view of my ass or chest whenever I could subtly do so.

We went back to his and just about immediately he picked me up and carried me to his bed. His tongue swirled around my nipples before he kissed his way up my jaw.

I teased his cock being admittedly a little disappointed at the size but thoroughly too caught up in my dreams coming true, to care. Read more »

Trivia night with Steph (part 1) [MMFF, Incest, ATM, Fiction]

Friday night was set. Stephanie and I were joining some of her friends to do trivia. She had concocted this plan as an opportunity for us to meet again. Meeting had become quite tough after her husband had decided to come clean about his indiscretions and try to make it work with her. Now, he was home every night, and was trying to pay more attention to her by calling her at work, an attempt to make up for all the distance he had given her. This made midday hotel get aways and secret evening visits impossible. It had been weeks since we last met. She had decided to work on things with him, but she was not about to let that stop her from enjoying herself with me. She felt our interactions had little bearing on their relationship, it was purely physical, and it was a feeling she had missed since she got married. It’s the same reason she wasn’t actually angry when she found out about his indiscretion in the first place. If I had to guess, she was upset he had this need to clear his conscience, and would have rather went forward being married, but sleeping with other people. I fully understood that and agreed to be her occasional “side-piece”, it wasn’t as if I was monogamous to her either. She said she would tell her husband she got too drunk and went to her brother’s place and passed out. Her brother and his wife knew about us, and were supportive of her choices, and they’d cover for her. This was not surprising as Steph told me about how they had an open relationship, and encouraged Steph to tell her husband that is what she wanted. Read more »

Domino’s Pizza Boy: Part 1 [MF] [True Story]

One of my first jobs in high school was as a Domino’s pizza delivery boy. It was a good job, paid well, and left daytime free for school and whatnot. One Saturday night there were two drivers on shift, myself and Aaron. All the best stuff happened to Aaron. He was cool, he was in college, and all the girls liked him. In fact, Aaron had the best story among the drivers: two topless girls once answered the door for him – and gave him a $5 tip to boot. We were all jealous of Aaron.

It was a little before 11:30 p.m. and Sophie, our manager, just had Aaron and me move a new Pepsi refrigerator against the front wall, but was having second thoughts about where it should go when two pizzas came out. Aaron was on tap for the first pizza – an $18.00 everything but anchovies, the pizza everyone wanted to deliver partly because we worked on commission, and partly because people usually handed you a $20 and said keep the change – $2.00 being a great tip in those days. Of course my delivery was a $5.50 small cheese pizza, the worst one you could have. Once again, all the best stuff happened to Aaron. (Keep in mind, if the coin had landed heads and not tails, it would have been me taking off with an $18.00 EBA and Aaron would have been delivering the measly little cheese pizza…) Read more »

My ex left me for our bull. Part 1.

This is a past story that happened over a year ago, I would like to share it with you. As the title says my ex left me for our bull. Call me crazy but this keeps me very horny until today.

It turns out that I had been with this girl for about 4 years, which we will call “Maria”. She is a butterface girl, she is ugly in face but has an amazing, round, huge and beautiful ass. Latin skin, long black hair, long and incredible legs, nice tits. I had always had these cuckold fantasies. She knew it and although she wasn’t scared, it didn’t get her attention either; I think more than anything because she had lost her virginity with me.

But she was curious about it and after a few months she started talking to me about guys at the university who looked at her ass and how that made her horny. After much insistence from me she told me about a friend of her that she had known since high school and he was now with her in college.
This guy is quite an alpha male. Tall, white skin, handsome, short black hair, something marked of the body and muscular, he does a lot of exercise. He has a definitely alpha personality, and a guy who fucks a lot of girls. Wa call him Luis. Read more »

26 [FM] Playing with electricity

I spent most of my morning at Starbucks. Sometimes I just sit there alone, listening to music and and just day dreaming. I sometimes think of what I could’ve been if the first part of my life hadn’t been fucked up by my father. I’m a regular at this Starbucks and it’s one of my favorite spots to be picked up by my clients. I only had one client today so I was just enjoying my Saturday. He finally arrived and I walked out to his car. I got used to not really caring what the guys looked like anymore. This guy wasn’t the worst looking guy but nothing great to look at. His car was on par with his looks. As I walked to his car I noticed the front bumper was tied up with a zip tie. Read more »

[M]y first crush [F]

This happened a long time ago, so it’s about as true to life as memory will allow. It’s my first time writing a story like this, so I hope you like it.

My first serious crush was Amy, a girl in high school with long light brown hair, fair skin, and a smile that cut me right down to my core. She was the friend of several other friends of mine, and we would hang out a lunch and on breaks, as we didn’t share any classes. We became friends, and then bit by bit I started trying to spend more and more time with her. She was so fun, happy, and brought a special kind of light and joy into my life that I’ve never really found anywhere else. We would talk and hang out for hours, always as friends. After a while, she hinted that she had a crush on me, and we began slowly and awkwardly to express ourselves physically. Read more »

[F]ucked a [m]ilf on my 21st birthday

I just turned 21 and have been in a 5 year relationship with my girlfriend. We met in high school and the rest is history. She lives with is her aunt crystal who is the sexiest 40 year old I’ve ever met. She’s 5’2 always wearing large shirts around so I never really bat an eye at her until she recently started talking to men online and meeting them up. Every time I’d see her leave the house she’d have her nails done, eyebrows done wearing sundresses that expose her ass and most importantly huge DD titties. She’d always catch me staring when we’d have conversations but never had said anything. She was just genuinely kind and caring when it came to me, she’d always crack jokes and we’d talk even when my girlfriend wasn’t there. One night we were playing monopoly, smoking blunts and my girlfriend made a joke saying that we should throw a party for my birthday. She was all for it but told told me specifically that I had to clean up the whole backyard before I could do it but you know I wouldn’t turn down a free place to party. Especially since she was so cool with drinking and smoking. Read more »

Our last date [m] 35, [f] 28

M(35) F(28) had been dating for a while. It was good, but not as good as the fantasy one can create when they reunite with a high school crush on Facebook. That’s what had happened. I knew something had changed with my girlfriend, I just wasn’t sure exactly what.

The passion in this relationship was always a 10. She had broken up with me, because I didn’t make enough time for her but we still saw each other regularly for the part that worked beautifully. She stands at 5’4 long blonde hair, very long, deep blue eyes, 38 DD, and the hips and ass of a dancer. Soft, full, pink lips and an imperfect but endearing smile. Always up for fun.

Me, I’m a muscular, Italian-irish blue-eyed man with a strong jaw and cheekbones. On the stocky side with a sense of humor, and adventure.

We were into risky public encounters, and with the level of physical attraction we shared, any parking lot, hotel balcony, dark side of a bar, public beach, or any slice of privacy was a chance to make her bite her lip and squint her eyes in that sexy way she did. Read more »

Merge/Exit (true story, x-post from r/sluttyconfessions)

I spent a good part of my pre-work morning with some leisurely reading over coffee — in this case, reading on the meanings that words carry. That, in turn, led to a bit of thinking about how to characterize the dynamic of this particular confession — in particular, the distinction between “intersection” and “convergence.”

“Intersection,” to me, is more a single moment. Streets intersect, lives intersect, and the journeys continue from there. Given that streets and lives can take meandering routes, intersections might happen at different points in place and time, but each of those moments stands on its own.

“Convergence,” to borrow the traffic metaphor, happens when two lives find themselves on the same road for a while. They might enter it at different points, but at some point, they wind up sharing a direction, if not a destination. Then the routes and lives diverge — which, again, might happen repeatedly.

We intersected for the first time, she and I, at her senior art show — senior as in high school. I was struck by how clearly she’d identified a theme and executed it visually, and because we were both involved in the local arts scene, she and I — and her twin sister, also an artist — connected on Facebook. Read more »

Man of the House Pt 3

I could hear Joy calling out if anyone was home. After awhile she runs up the stairs and into her room. The next morning I head down in just a pair of boxers. Liz is usually the first one up and I’m ready to do a little more teasing. My cock is already semi hard from imagining what she must be wearing. She never wears a bra when she’s home and with the AC running full blast every night her nipples are always rock hard in the morning. I hear noises in the kitchen and head over. I walk in and stop dead in my tracks. She is standing at the sink in a pair of black lace thongs and one of those T-shirts that stop right below the boobs. Only on her it stops halfway up with major under boob happening. Actually it’s more than under boob because I can see the bottom half of her big, round areolas. She turns and smiles at me before her eyes immediately drop straight to my hard on. I could see the look on her face, it was the same as when I saw her big titties for the first time. We both stand there for a minute just staring at each other. She starts walking toward me and then we hear foot steps on the stairs. Read more »