For upfront description purposes, at the time of this story I’m 27 years old, and I am 5’9”, 165lbs, white, brown hair, blue eyes, relatively fit (both run and lift regularly), and am a clean-cut type. Kelly is ~26 years old, 5’2”, white, with burnt orange red hair and freckles. She is actually kinda built from going to the gym and as such has a great ass and thighs. Her tits were fantastic (34C if I had to guess) with half-dollar sized flat nipples.
Tag: High School
Leda’s Puzzle 01 [MDom][femsub][mast]
**The Mirror**
As a woman in your early 20s, you are terribly bored. Guilt hangs over your head on a daily basis because you know that you’ve never fulfilled your potential. You look at yourself in the mirror. You’re worried that your hair is starting to thin out from the stress. You’re worried that your stomach is starting to push out too far under your tits. The black jeans you just put on are tighter than they were a few months ago.
You try to hide away from yourself the fact that you didn’t buy them that long ago and that you bought them because your previous pair was getting too tight. It’s hard to wait tables for nine or ten hours at a time with pants that feel like they’re cutting off the circulation to half of your body.
You take your dark brown hair up from where it hangs to the middle of your back and put it up in a mess on the back of your head with a large clip. You look at your makeup and feel the same disappointment that you always do before telling yourself, “Fuck it. It’s good enough for a reject Waffle House.”
In the Cockpit [MF]
“Is there anything I can get you, Miss?” our flight attendant asked.
Being that I was a VIP on a private jet, I could probably ask for anything, but I wasn’t familiar with this lifestyle. I had been invited on a ski trip to Glenwood Springs by my best friend from high school. Rachel wanted to celebrate our 10-year high school reunion with something special. “Create a memory to last us the next ten years!” she exclaimed when she pitched the idea to me earlier this year. Luckily, her husband, Dan was eager to bankroll the whole trip. He always had a hard time saying no to her.
Rachel and I had been friends since 6th grade. She would never marry a man for money, but it didn’t hurt when her high school sweetheart’s tech company got bought out for $500 million. We were all new to this, and a private jet to Colorado seemed like the perfect way to celebrate.
I thought for a few seconds and decided to just go for it.
I looked up at the flight attendant and responded: “I would love to see the cockpit and meet the pilot”. I paused. “If possible”.
[M]y [f]reshman year of college: two stories
When I was home for Thanksgiving, a girl who I’d been friends with and flirted with off and on in high school, and who was still a senior at my high school, got in touch wanting to go out. She made her intentions very clear that she just wanted to hook up, saying how she’d been dating guys from the local universities for the past few months because she was “done with high school boys” and “curious what college men could do”.
So the Saturday after Thanksgiving I took her to a nice dinner and then we went for a drive to the beach where we walked on the sand and made out. She immediately started rubbing my cock over my pants. I kissed her neck and whispered into her ear that we should go somewhere more private. She agreed, so we drove a bit more and found a secluded place to park. I had a SUV, which meant there was a lot of room in the back for us. We wasted no time getting our hands and lips on each other’s bodies. She had long blonde hair and perky, medium-sized breasts that looked great on her body. Her hair and face (lips in particular) and breasts looked a lot like [this picture](http://i.imgur.com/LBIP5ee.png).
Mom and the Police Officer P3 [MF] [MDom] [Humiliation] [Public] [Incest]
WARNING
THIS IS GRAPHIC MATERIAL MEANT FOR AGES 18 AND ABOVE. CONTAINS FETISHES: STRIP SEARCH, BLACKMAIL, INCEST, NON-CON, FORCED TO STRIP, FORCED EXHIBITIONISM, HUMILIATION, EMBARRASSMENT, ABUSE OF AUTHORITY. ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+
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**Ch.1**
***Bill***
When the bitch’s son messaged me, I wasn’t surprised. It was a long time coming. I saw the way he looked at her during that morning weeks ago. And I saw the way he continued to look at her when Paul delighted in opening that door to our little private screening room. When he took the bait during the mall shopping extravaganza, well, that was no surprise either. So, of course, the morning Parker messaged me on this fine Tuesday, I had a response at the ready.
It was time to hand Melissa off, for now. I had fucked her more times than most. This last Friday when she came to me from the high school is when I first felt the threat of boredom. I took her mouth, I’ve taken her ass, her pussy I can see at night in crystal clarity. Her submission was a chore now and she was so detached from my own pleasures that I had found it hard to feel them either. Like I said, time to hand her off.
Catching Megan [inc] [bst] [Str8]
“Ok, I’ll see you in a couple hours. Be good. Love you.” I told Megan bye on my way out of the house as I headed for the gym. She smiled at me as I ducked out of her room.
I headed out to the car, and just as I got into the driver seat I realized I had forgotten my headphones. A couple hours at the gym without headphones isn’t an option for me. So I headed back into the house.
As I got upstairs and walked past Megan’s room on the way to mine I heard her voice. I couldn’t hear what she was saying, and it took me a second to register why exactly, but there was something strange about the way she was talking. No one else was home, but she didn’t sound like she was talking on the phone.
Her door was cracked a little, so I walked over to investigate. I peeked through the crack and was surprised to see Megan sitting on the edge of her bed, petting Jack, our huge English Mastiff who was sitting in front of her. This came as a surprise because she usually paid very little attention to the dog, other than occasionally expressing some annoyance at his giant frame being in her way or almost knocking her over.
Threesome with my married coworker [FMF]
My last summer before college I got a job at a sporting goods store where I smiled a lot and sold people treadmills they’d never use. It was kind of chill and I got commission on the stuff I sold on top of base pay, so I did okay money wise for a summer job.
My favorite part of the job was my manager, Chase. He was this super clean cut guy who had just got back from the military and was in amazing shape. He was well over six foot and pretty solid muscular-wise. He kept his close shaved military haircut but had started adding tattoos to his arms and legs and drove a really old motorcycle. He was all kinds of sexy to stupid, young me. But, he was married and more than ten years older.
Back then I was very tomboy, almost painfully tomboy. I had very short hair and wore a lot of jeans and t-shirts that weren’t super flattering and I spent all of my time with guys. This was also the summer my uncle died, who had basically raised me since my dad died when I was little, so I was kind of out of control drinking a lot and doing a ton of drugs.
[MF] I found out I like getting cat called
Im out in the Hollywood and LA area with a friend taking a quick vacation from work and getting to some warmer weather. We were walking around holy wood today, I was wearing leggings and a crop top sweater. Wasn’t my most provocative outfit I wore out but I still looked really good.
As my friend and I were walking around I was getting catcalled and guys blatantly staring at me. I was actually kind annoyed by this at first but as time went on I started to like it more and more. My friend even pointed out how to me. As guys started to whistle at me as they walked by me I started to smirk at them. I had the feeling they were also turning and looking at my butt as I walked by them. I’m not gonna lie this was starting to turn me on. A little while later a group of guys walked by, around 5 of them around 18-20, and all of them were ogling at me and my friend, mainly me. I turned around as we passed them and noticed 2 of them had their necks turned staring at me. I just smirked and kept walking. 15 seconds later I get tapped on my shoulder and it was one of those guys, he said how pretty I was and how he’d love to buy me a a quick bite to eat. I wasn’t gonna say no to free food lol. Meanwhile my friend went to go buy tickets for something we were gonna do later.
Milk On Hot Tap (lactation, adult breastfeeding, interracial)
**Milk On Hot Tap**
Greco’s was opened just this previous year in my hometown as a Mediterranean style restaurant with more of a Greek kind of theme and a sports bar. I was intrigued by the small restaurant as I’m a foody type of guy. I also appreciated their gesture to Greco-Roman wrestling as I once wrestled in high school. I looked around on their website a few months before they opened and overall, I wasn’t surprised by anything on their menu with such dish options as taramasalata, moussaka, octopus, as well as other grilled meats and veggie dishes. It definitely piqued my appetite until I came to the fine print below.
As I read over the last dessert dishes on the last page, I noticed down at the bottom it said in the smallest print “Milk bar in the back.”. I was absolutely perplexed by this as I’ve never heard of this before. Now, I’ve spent my time in bars, especially during my college days but this seemed to catch a neuron in my brain.
[MF] The one and only time I cheated
Ok so this happened about 6 years ago…I’m 37 and have been married for 5. This is the one and only time I ever cheated on my wife…but I have to be honest…I don’t regret it.
It was about 6 months before our wedding. We live in the south but all of my family is from the Boston area. My brother was getting married and I was in the wedding. My wife (fiancé at the time) had to work so she wasn’t going to be making the trip up there with me. So off I go! I was staying at my parents house (same one I grew up in). Now my brother was marrying his high school sweetheart and they are only 2 years younger than me. So, naturally, I was going to know a lot of people at the wedding reception…I just want sure who.