Well, before we get to the main event on Friday, that next day on Thursday some shit did go down, and it only feels right to slightly cover it. Somehow, and I don’t exactly know, but somehow Jack, Emily boyfriend, had found out that I had been helping her with more than just her homework for the past couple weeks. I always suspected it was because Emily told one of her girlfriends what happened on Wednesday, and word spread from there. I was late to 1st period, but during class a friend told me that before school Jack was lurking the halls, wanting to mount my head on the flagpole. When my friend asked if the rumors were true, if I was actually fucking Emily, I was able to tell him with a straight face that no, I wasn’t, because we hadn’t fucked yet. By lunch, not only did everyone think that, but everyone knew Jack was going to track me down and kill me. When lunch finally came around, I decided not to pussyfoot around it and meet him in the quad. if I had to guess, the past few months sneaking around with Emily gave me some confidence, stupid me. I walked in and it only took a few seconds for people to point and whisper, with one guy yelling out “Hey Jack, there he is”. A crowd started to form as Jack walked up to his prey, me. Now, i’m fairly tall myself at 6’3’’, but Jack was still taller, not to mention in better shape being on the football team. When he finally closed the gap he started out by pushing me back into the lockers behind me, and yelled
Tag: Masturbation
My Guilty Pleasure – Religious Guilt +bro/sis Incest
Due to being popular on /r/inceststories I thought, why not share my story here?!
Marc and Lauren grew up in a super religious family where anything that comes close to pleasure let alone sex is seen as sin. However, even the Lord can’t stop these horny teenagers from engaging in sexual activities! Here is the first part for you to enjoy, the remaining parts can be read for free on my website.
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“”Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my Soul to keep,
If I should die before I ‘wake,
I pray the Lord my Soul to take.”
It was rather odd, but even now I as I was 19, mom still expected me to say my prayer every night. As soon as I was finished she kissed me on my forehead and left. Man, I just wish I could leave this place for once and for all but considering I was still studying and mom and dad paid for my study, I had no choice.
Room 832 Part 3 (MF) (PIV)
https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/d6oh6p/room_832_part_2_oral_masturbation_sorta_mdom/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share Part 2 (again, sorry for terrible formatting)
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I rub my wrists delicately and sit up. You’ve walked away from the bed and I hear the tap running. You return with a glass of water and hold it out to me. When the glass has changed hands, you sit on the bed besides me and rub my wrist, kissing it gently.
“It’ll bruise, but that’s the extent of it,” I murmur, bringing the glass to my lips and closing my eyes while I drink. When I crack an eye open, you’re looking at me with a concerned expression.
“You’re sure?”
“Yes,” I finish off the glass and rub the back of my palm over my lips before shifting, so I’m leaning against you. You take the glass from me and set it on the nightstand next to the toys.
I scoot off the bed and stand on shaky legs. I walk over to the window and watch as rain continues to trail its way down the glass. Occasionally there is the crack of thunder and a flash of lightning. Perfect weather, really.
Room 832 – Part 2 [Oral] [Masturbation] [Sorta MDom] [Light Bondage-y ness]
https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/d69jvo/room_832_part_1_mf_oral_sorta_mdom/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share (Part 1, sorry on mobile, terrible formatting)
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I turn to glance at you, but don’t question you. Your tone is low, almost a growl in my ear, and I know that if I question you or respond with the slightest bit of my usual sass, I’ll earn a couple smacks on my ass if I do. So instead, I walk towards the bed, turning to face away from you, and start to undress. I take my hair down from its clip, ruffling it lightly with my fingers to loosen the curls, and pull my shirt off. I let it drop from my fingers, it forming a puddle at my feet.
I look over my shoulder back at you and you’re leaning against the wall, arms crossed over your bare chest, boxers back on, watching me with an amused expression. “Well go on Kisunya.” You murmur, and instantly my cheeks go warm. I roll my shoulders and push my pants off of my hips, revealing black lace across my hips and ass. I bend and finish removing them and they, too, fall in a puddle at my ankles.
Wet Dreams University: Journalism 1+1 (ff, anal, mf, licking, Masturbation, gb)
“Good morning class this is Journalism 101, or as I like to call it 1+1. In this class you will get the taste (the teacher licked her lips) of one on one interporns both in and out of the bedroom.” Looking around the class, “I see that there is a fair verity of (sucking on the back end of her pencil) ethnicities to interview” this whole time Mrs. Donavon was playing with her pussy. Watching more than the students attention to her, seeing which ones who will be dropping out, which ones have the longest thickest cocks, even a few of the female students where getting off watching the teacher. “First question! Who is straight, which one of you is.. (letting the innuendo translate it’s self) and who will do me just to pass this class?” This was the first question of Journalism 1+1 and it happened with in the first minutes of class. The class sorted it self with only one student still sitting in her seat, Clarissa. “Very good we have the straight, the gay and the I will fuck your brains out for a passing grade.. then we have one who is on the fence. Stand so the class can get a good look at you (Clarissa nervously stood). Class each of your team’s will have to ask this student (pointing directly at Clarissa) anything you can think of butt remember one question (taking a pause to let this sink in) then this student will ask your group a question back. Sounds fair right.. butt that’s not all I want a paper on today’s interview posted by.. let’s say one hour from now” Mrs. Donavon finished pointing to the I’ll fuck you for a passing grade group.
After a short discussion the quad looked at Clarissa, “Where did you get those suffocating clothes, with out ventilation for your pussy and tits how are we supposed to take you seriously” the speaker finished, he was a jock through and through. “Answer” came the directive from the teacher. “My side of the pond does not yet embrace your openness that your clothes show” a valid question along with a valid answer. “Question” came the directive once again. “Three guys and one girl, which one of you is going to get lucky?”
“Well I never.. (looking at the one female and instantly getting rock hard) thought about you lick that (her eyes flashed to his cock)” he was stroking his cock while she was forced to her knees. Surrounded by cock, she shuttered as her fingers passed her clit. Taking the speaker first while the other two tagged teamed her tits. Pinching, pulling, twisting her nipples as her hungry mouth swallowed the jock with ease. “Mmm Mmm.. Ohh fuckkk” reaching for another cock. “OooohMmmmMmmmMmmm..” her hand was soaked by her orgasm. Jerking off the second dude with her mouth, having more ferocity to suck him off then the jock. A slap to her ass, the hard grip as her pale skin turn a tint of red, “Oh fuck man I can’t wait” the third said pulling her into a doggy position. “Oh fuck man (his cock was ripe and ready to bang away at her swollen lips. “Fuck you dude. Man on you back if you want that cunt cuz I’m going to peg dat ass” the jock gave the third student a menacing glare. Pulling her on top of him, pushing her down on his cock, “Fuckkk (slapping her ass before holding it open for the jock) Mmm you are so fucking tight” if the compliment was necessary. The jocks cock was as hard as ever, licking his hand then smearing his spit on his shaft. “Now we’ll see.. Ohh my fuck girl (her asshole being extremely tight with another cock banging away at her pussy).. Ooo Ooo yes yesss.. Ooooh yesssssssss” her asshole gobbled up his cock as the biggest orgasm she has ever had hit with a vengeance. Slamming her ass back while the lucky dude who was getting a blow job stuffed his cock deep in her throat. Gripping her tits, thrusting her back, pushing her forward until the ultimate tri-orgasm. “Ohh fuck I’m..” “Ooo Ooo fuckkk Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” “Fuck fuckkk Mmmm.. Ooooh yes Ooooh yesss..” Echoed throughout the class room totally drowning out the female.. butt there was one other female who was not apart of the I’ll fuck you to get a passing grade. “Mmmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmmm.. (eyes closed, head back, mouth sealed butt still the moaning came through)” Mrs. Donavon was having her second orgasm of the morning.
Can my roommate hear me? Part 3 [mf] [squirting] [masturbation] [sex]
Still reeling from how hard I just came, I lie down next to her. We’re both panting hard, our eyes are locked. I feel drained after cumming inside her, but she looks determined and hungry for mor. Desperate. I want to help her but I need a break before I can go again.
*My whole body is still buzzing with sexual tension that I still can’t seem to release. I feel a blazing heat all over my body and the heat of the sun between my legs. My shirt is stuck to my body with sweat, so I slip it off, revealing my dripping, sweaty body to him, my hair wet and sticking to my breasts and back with my perspiration. He looks like he’s out for the count… I’m not done with him though…*
Now she’s naked beside me, her body dripping with sweat, she looks incredible. A drop of sweat rolls down the side of her face and slowly down across her chin and down her neck. Instinctively, my mind wanders to wanting to feel her soft, wet skin on mine, our bodies sliding against each other rhythmically.
The time I fucked my girlfriend while my crush watched [MFF] [long]
This story happened a couple years ago, during the summer between my sophomore and junior years of college.
At the time I was in a long-term relationship with a girl named Lindsay. Lindsay was about 5’7”, she had a thin, athletic build with curves in the places where it counted. Her hair was straight and brown, usually with a colored streak running down it (at the time, the color happened to be purple). She had adorable, perky B-cup breasts, and hazel eyes. Lindsay usually wore large-framed glasses which had a sexy librarian type vibe (which absolutely drove me crazy when I first met her). Simply put, she was cute. She was usually dressed in oversized flannels or sweaters and yoga pants (classic college girl attire) and she had a certain innocence about her (at least she did at first). She was always near the top of her class in school, and she was the type of girl who had all sorts of guy friends following her around that clearly wanted something more from her, but she was always too nice to tell them to go away altogether. She was also bisexual.
Fun Fun Friday: Mark’s Adventures part 8
[Part 7](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/d2rwjh/tremendous_thursday_marks_adventures_part_7/)
I woke up snuggled up with Dani, her head on my chest, my arm around her shoulder, her hands on my cock.
“Mmm, this is nice,” I mumble.
“Yes it is,” Dani agrees.
“Didn’t realize you were up,” I say.
“You will be too in just a minute,” she says stroking my rod.
She keeps going until I am about half mast, I gently roll her up and onto me. I like her riding me, it’s not her favorite but she has been enjoying lately.
“I was on top last night,” she shakes he head and her curly red hair falls everywhere, as she starts to get off of me. I grab her hips and hold her tight.
“And you are again.”
“But, I am so big,” she starts. I sit up and kiss her to knock it off.
“Hush,” I say pulling away from her lips just a little, “just enjoy it. You are beautiful and perfect. Plus you’ll get it from behind in the shower.”
“Deal, now suck my boobs, I have been loving that, it feels so good.”
[M]y worst decision. [F]ollowed by the best sex I’ve ever had.
A few years back, I was on a deployment to an undisclosed location in Southeast Asia. I was married, and we were in a rough spot before I left, as I’m an adventerous guy with a high libido, and my wife is just the opposite.
We’d been talking about our problems even before I left, but a few months into the deployment, the talks got explosive, so much so that we’d go days without talking. With divorce popping up as an option several times.
One of those times included my off day, where I was hanging out at the MWR when I saw a perfect butt hanging off of a pool table. I went about my business, going to the game area.
When I took a break to go to the bathroom, the girl was staring daggers at me, and not the angry type.
I didn’t think much of it, as I don’t consider myself a super attractive guy. I’m 5’10, 205, with mostly muscle, and somewhere around average in the face. Also black. She was about 5’1, chocolate skin, and STACKED. At the very least a D in the chest, pretty slim in the waist, and an ass that you can’t hide. One of those girls that almost looks vulgar no matter what she wears. Face was somewhere in the same range as mine, but easily a 9 overall.
[M] [F] [incest] [non-con] My daughter, the slut. (Part 2)
“Dad, what are you doing in here? It’s late”
I could have mumbled some kind of excuse. “I thought I heard a noise”, “I came in to check on you” or some such useless platitude. It would have been the safe course of action, the right thing to do. It would have saved everything, even my lost hopeless soul.
But I was a victim of my own lust, of my own depraved lust for my own daughter. I don’t even know when it started. But it had lasted too long. Or so I had decided. The secret masturbation sessions. The fantasies. The stolen photos. The vivid images of that day by the pool. When the mysterious boy tongue fucked her and then begged to put his bare dick inside of her. And she wanted it! She was just too scared to do it once more! She had done it before! All of it. It was too much. My lust had won. I don’t know when the fight started. But I know when it ended. It was at that point. When she asked “Dad, what are you doing in here?” and instead of retreating, I pushed forward.