Tag: High School

Artistic License {Part 2} [FM, mast] [FF] [first person]

You can start reading here if you skipped Part 1, but since you may want the whole story I'll put links to the other parts in the comments.

I got to the ceramics department quickly, hoping to make up for the time I'd lost that morning. I was looking forward to this project far more than I had expected.

The department advisor met me when I walked in and apologised: "There was a slight mishap earlier this morning: we had a group of local high school students in before dawn for a tour, and one of them broke a small container of paint by the cubbies and . . . " she gestured to the row of shelves and I saw where the paint had spilled, dripping just a splash of paint on the head of my figurine. I stared at in shock, as the advisor apologised again and said to see her if I needed more clay for my project. I nodded, dazed, and walked over to my clay statuette. I picked her up, and touched my finger to the now dry paint, bright pink on her curly hair, right where the shock of pink had been in my girlfriend's hair this morning. Read more »

The Senior [m/F, teacher/student, high school, size fetish, rough, exhibitionism, oral] I’m the literary author who is (losing) her bet to win $100 by writing erotica. A few people asked for something like this, so here you go.

The Senior [m/F, teacher/student, high school, size fetish, rough, exhibitionism, oral] I’m the literary author who is (losing) her bet to win $100 by writing erotica. A few people asked for something like this, so here you go.

My first post, with my first story.

The Senior

The bathroom on the far side of the gym was dark. Little-used. Pipes drooled on cracked tile and the irregular porcelain mouth of an ancient sink boiled with brown water. I looked at my reflection in a jagged splinter of mirror, resolving a general impression of rain-flattened red hair and big green eyes.

I made a face at myself. Pulled a brush out of my purse.

“Get on your knees.”

I stopped. Turned. I was usually alone in the back of the school, especially during homeroom. It wasn’t unusual for teachers to drift here in search of a cigarette and a moment alone, but I normally had the beginning of the day to myself.

None of the other teachers could get away in the morning.

I loved teaching art.

“Give me your hand.” Read more »

Laws of Nature and the Laws of Men Part 2 [M][f] [f]

When he left the room I laid there for a while longer, allowing myself to come down and start breathing normally again. Hearing the car engine roar to life outside the window I got up and went over to my laptop and switched off the webcam. Downstairs, I snatched up the small audio recorder by the armchair.

A few weeks later I confronted him with the evidence. He called me a stupid, manipulative whore but I could hear the fear in his voice. I walked away with enough to upgrade my wardrobe.

That summer was a turning point for me, and nothing too bad for him either. Daddy, as I liked to whisper in his ear, was willingly or unwillingly financing my small town adventures. I was eating out at restaurants with my friends, got the clothes I wanted, saw the bands I loved… everything was great. And when mom wasn’t around I would let him touch me, which he loved to do after a few drinks. Men really are simple creatures. They just want to fuck. You apply a little pressure, tell them when, where and how and they are yours. Once I even fondled his cock under the breakfast table while mom was around. It was funny to see him super pissed and super hard at the same time. A smirk crawled across my face. It wasn’t just for the money either. I enjoy sex fully and was happy to have a guy that I could rely on to make me squeal and cum hard. Read more »

The Adventures of Dennis Part 5: Stains (part 2 of 2)

Shortly after Phoebe’s door slammed, Renee said in a breathy voice—“Dennis, you’re gonna make me cum…” and trailed off and made a few other minor female noises, like she was trying to push her orgasm out of her mouth. (I've tallied this as the eighth time a girl has announced to me, mid-coitus, her oncoming orgasm. The first had been this freak who was eight years older than me who I was fucking my senior year in high school. There had been seven since her in probably the past eight months. Lots of eights and orgasms. But all of this is an estimate.) Read more »

An intro to my story, tell me what you think. [MMF, bimbofication]

Tress was still skeptical at why her boss would send a 6 month intern on a 2 week business trip to England, let alone the fact that he paid for all accommodations and expenses, as if her leisure was a financial asset to the company. She put her bags down in the closet and looked around her new room. It was on the top floor of the company's hotel, with a beautiful view of the city beyond the decorated courtyard and office buildings surrounding the glass-dome entrance in the center of the complex, where she still saw men walk and and out periodically. The room reminded her of the centerpieces in furniture catalogs, all pristinely cleaned and organized like it was meant for viewing, not using. Despite its uncanny cleanliness, Tress felt almost unusually comfortable in the room, like it was inviting her and her alone in to rest and relax. She noticed an LCD panel on the wall near the door which seemed to control temperature and lighting. Feeling a light draft from the open window across the lofty room, she pressed the "+" mark until she felt comfortable, and made her way to the mahogany desk set up adjacent to the bed. Read more »

A MILF, a Teacher, and a School [mFF, Str8, anal, exh, oral]

As an 18 year old guy, I usually have a hard time concealing boners wherever I go, but the day of my first swim meet of senior year was especially tough. It happened to take place a little over a week after my orgy with my best friend, his mom, my English teacher, and the two MILFs that I have been fucking for quite some time. I hadn’t had the chance to fuck any of those incredibly attractive older women in the days since, so I had nearly a perpetual boner, which was only soothed for brief periods of time after my frequent masturbation sessions. Unfortunately, I couldn’t just slip away in the middle of school to stroke my dick. I’d have to until I got home after the swim meet to get off. Or so I thought. As I was walking out of English class that day, Mrs. Robinson stopped me and brightened up my day. Read more »

Rachael and Simon [Cheating Wife] [Cuckold] (but with a difference)

I’m an alpha type. I don’t mean this to brag. But I’m confident, attractive, smart, strong. I never was shy around girls and I had my fair share of exploits through college.

My wife isn’t the type you would immediately think to pair me with. When we met, she was a smart, overachieving, shy A grade student. She was pretty, but didn’t really know it. Hair tied back, clothes would be plain and rarely show off her great legs or bum. She was the typical geek student.

I fell for her slowly, at first it was some friendly competition, she always scored above me in class, but only just, so I would joke with her that next time I would beat her. I could tell she was into me, and I think I enjoyed being the cool guy she had a crush on. Then we started studying together for the upcoming exams, and next thing you know, I was head over heels for a girl who was several stations below me in terms of the social hierarchy. She was the shy girl who scored one of the cool guy’s on campus, and we graduated only the next year and by then, none of this stuff really mattered. A few years later, we got married. Read more »

Latina Fantasy

Jerome just arrived in time to Phys Ed. class at the Lincoln Gym basketball court. Breathing heavily after running halfway across campus, he put his stuff down and joined the rest of the class. Coach Logan had already got everyone doing some jumping jacks and Jerome followed suit.

The class was full of hot girls. Tits, butts, and thighs were everywhere and Jerome just couldn't resist the beautiful scenery. As he continued doing his jumping jacks, he couldn’t help but eye one girl in front of him. Her name is was Lily Morales and she was just irresistible. Lily had just turned 18 years old last month but from a certain angle she had a younger appearance and Jerome always had a high school fetish of sorts.

“Damn”, thought Jerome. “She is just my type. Petite and innocent looking but just perky enough in all the right places…” After high school, 22 year old Jerome thought that he would never be able to fuck a girl this petite again. Just as he was staring at Lily’s hot bubble butt jiggle up and down, she looked over her shoulder and caught him looking for a split second. Read more »

Collaborative writing? “Okay honey. Go ahead”

Looking for someone to help me write this story together. Write up the next few paragraphs, then I will write up some more, and so on.

I enjoy rich descriptions, and I'm a good writer, looking for the same. We can take this to DMs or do it in the comments.

"Okay honey. Go ahead".

I say to you, my wife, as I hand you over to another man in a hotel room. He's been your crush for as long as you can remember. You've been my loyal wife and loving girlfriend for as long as I can remember. We've only been with each other. You've never seem dissatisfied.

But then you asked. My shy, demure, cute, wife, asked if she could fuck another man. I was furious the first night you mentioned it. We argued all night. But then I cooled down.

We talked again. You explained, he was your only fantasy, your only wild thought, your only infidelity. You loved me, but you wanted, needed, to try, to explore. You apologised, assured me you loved me, but you knew you needed him. Read more »