Tag: High School

[MF] Co-Workers, Cheating, LA Business Trip…

Reminiscing is fun. It’s exciting and it keeps me feeling young! This story is from over ten years ago, but still remains fresh in my mind because of the exhilaration and enjoyment that came from it.

I was 25 at the time. Working for a staffing company in the suburbs of Chicago for the past few years. I had been engaged and soon to be married in a week. I was and still am a 6’1, blonde haired, blue eyed, athletic male. I was happy and enjoyed my life. Young and energetic with a bounce in my step!

She was 23 at the time. New to the company within the past year and very confident. She had been in a relationship with the same man since high school and was happy as well. She had curly brown hair, 5’6, athletic body and just enough sass and personality to make every man’s head turn. She could fit in with any crowd and could talk with anyone. She was a joy to be around. Her name was Ashleigh. Read more »

[FM] My Time as a Whore in Japan, Pt. 1

Hey! I’m Kate, a long-time lurker and reader. I’ve recently been getting into writing some erotica and I’ve wanted to pen this little series down. It’s kind of an exercise in making my writing better and kind of just reliving a very bizzare, very hot, part of my life.

A little disclaimer – this part of my life happened a couple of years ago. I remember it fairly vividly, but obviously my memory isn’t perfect. I’m going to try to keep this as close to the truth as possible, but obviously there are parts that I’m sort of “filling in” to keep this a cohesive story and not just like “And then this happened, and then this happened.”

A couple years ago, I spent a year going to school in Japan. It’s something I had meant to do for a long time. I’m half Japanese, and I visited my Japanese side’s family in Japan pretty often growing up, so I feel a real closeness there. I went to a Japanese fortification school through high school, and I really wanted to, at some point in my life, live in Japan. I got to do that in my senior year of undergrad when I was approved by my school to essentially attend a university in Japan. Read more »

Coming Home [MF] [Romance]

“Damn, it’s good to be home,” said a restless, but relieved Brian Porter.

The decorated marine, having achieved the rank of Staff Sergeant and served multiple tours in Iraq and Afghanistan, stood in the driveway of the modest suburban townhome he shared with his wife, Wanda. At just a few minutes past midnight, it was more than just a return home after another long tour overseas. It was the end of a journey that began ten years ago.

“Ten years,” Brian mused, “has it really been that long?”

That was a trick question, the kind that would’ve pissed off his old drill sergeant back in boot camp. It really had been that long. He vividly recalled the day he graduated high school and enlisted in the marines less than an hour after receiving his diploma. With his father, grandfather, older brother, and uncle having served, Brian knew back in middle school that he was going to serve as well.

He just had no idea how far it would take him. It started as a three-year commitment. Then, it became five years after he got deployed. Two more years followed, complete with tours, injuries, and multiple missed holidays. Somehow, within that span, he managed to meet his future wife at a Marine Corp Ball of all places. They’d married three years ago, but had to cut their honeymoon short due to another deployment. Read more »

The first time we took bdsm to the next level [MF]

I’d been with my girl off and on my whole life. We grew apart through a lot of our 20s as we lived in different parts of the country. A twist of fate would bring us back together as our 20s closed out and we would spend the next half a decade together until she passed of cancer. Her naughty side would appreciate anonymously telling this story. Read more »

[MF]-The time I got my wisdom teeth Removed and got taught a lesson

Hello Everyone! Long time lurker but I love so many posts here so I thought I could contribute a funny one.

During the summer right after graduating from high school (both of us are 19) I had to get my wisdom teeth removed at the dentist. So the procedure is done all quick and easy but apparently I did not know that the dentist injects a massive amount of painkillers into your mouth and I did not know that I needed to keep large rolls of gauze in my mouth so I don’t drool blood all over myself and look like a retarded vampire. So for hours afterwards I can’t speak or move my mouth or blood will start to come out of my mouth. Of course I tell my girlfriend at the time about this and she thinks its hilarious that I cant talk. So being all home alone she decides to come over while I am messing around on the computer being a nerd and doing schoolwork. Immediately when she sees me she starts giggling because my cheeks are swollen like I stuffed them full of cherries. “You look so funny, can you talk at all?” I shake my head no. Read more »

When her mother hosted a chess evening, she probably expected a different kind of mating [MF]

It was my senior year in High School. I had been dating my neighbor from two doors down  for a couple months. Let’s call her Samantha.

Samantha lived with her single mom in a huge, modern style house situated on the edge of a wildlife conservancy. The garden had three tiers and contained actual buck, porcupines, eagles and wildcats.

Samantha’s mom was naturally quite protective of her daughter, especially seeing as it was just the two of them. She trusted me but most nights she’d be around while we watched TV and often invited me around for dinner with the two of them.

Little did her mother realise that, being 17 and recently discovering sex, Samantha and I were insatiable for each other. By this stage we had fucked in all three bathrooms, the pool, the balcony, the dining room table and best of all, on her mother’s bed.

Her mom’s room had a floor-to-ceiling mirror which perfectly showcased her daughter’s features. Samantha is a short brunette who’s hair always falls perfectly. She’s got bright blue eyes, full pink lips, and incredible C Cup tits. I guess you could describe her figure as “thicc” before that term was a thing. She’s insanely naughty and would tease me all day until we got a chance to be alone together. Read more »

My duel with a mythical creature [MF]

Ok, so I’ve been reading here for a while, enjoying the various tales of intimacy and debauchery while thinking about what I would want to share. Then finally, after a couple drinks, I asked an old friend what she thought about me sharing one of our stories and so here we are. It’s a little long, but I hope you enjoy.

The players for my little tale are as follows: Me, known today as TD: dark skinned, 27 at the time, mostly slender but fighting the development of a beer gut by remembering to go on hikes and runs. Average height, a little above average length and girth, and a clever and kinky mind that seems to be able to get the job done. Her, we shall call Jaz: a lovely redhead, 26 on this particular day, beautiful green eyes, fair skin with a slight bikini tan to her, and curves in all the best places with an ample C cup and very squeeze-and-spankable ass. Read more »

Teasing Teacher

Ten years after graduating high school I still live in the same boring town. Sure, I’ve got a job that pays the bills but something is missing. After too many wasted credits, I stopped going to community college and just found what work I could find. Three failed relationships and a one-night-stand gone wrong later and I was on the verge of packing my stuff and driving until I ran out of gas and starting over.

That all changed with one flat tire.

I was on the side of a small road cursing my old car and venting my frustrations by whacking the flat tire with the tire iron. The spare I had just would not line up! I heard a car crunch over the gravel and stop just behind mine.

Great.

Wonderful.

Someone to see my shame.

I stood up, quickly smoothing down the short skirt I was wearing. I was too dressed up to be changing a tire on the side of the road. At least my interview was over already. I’d shed the suit coat I’d worn to be professional and was standing in heels, a tight tank top and skirt when I realized who was walking toward me. Read more »

A bit of risky self bondage at work (xpost from stupidslutsclub) [F]

During The month or two break between when I graduated from high school and the start of college I got a job as a receptionist at the place where my uncle worked at as one of the main people there. In order to understand this story fully you need to know the layout of the building where I worked. Its a bit tricky to explain but imagine a giant square separated into 3 main areas. The top being the ware house, the middle being the main working area and the bottom being the receptionist/main offices area.

The warehouse is a place very few people get to go except some fork lift drivers, some of the higher ups, And myself. Because so few people went there it was the perfect area for me to exercise my exhibitionist desires.

Over the last couple months I had acquired quite the collection of toys. For today I had brought with me handcuffs, Nipple Clamps, a marker, some rope, and a padlock. Read more »

Not as innocent as I thought. [MF]

Preface: I don’t usually share stories like these. I like to read them however. I always used to write these because it made me feel good to relive my experiences. I have been writing the NSFW part on and off since that night almost two years ago. I threw together a relatively brief background over the past couple of days to help paint a better picture. All of that said I hope you get a fraction of the enjoyment this story has brought me over the years.

BACKGROUND (SFW)

I was in my third year of university at the time. I was living off campus with a couple of my friends. I woke up one Wednesday feeling particularly invigorated. The gym on campus was cheaper than any other in town because of the student discount. It also opened a lot earlier. It was just after 5:00 am, I got up, showered, and made some breakfast. The rest of my friends were asleep. My only class that day was at 8:00 am, so I decided that I’d go in early and get back for the day before noon. I got on the bus about half an hour after I woke up, and campus ten minutes later. Read more »