Teacher spit roasted by two former students [Str8] [mmF] [oral] [fingering] [sex]

In the early 80s I was seeing a gorgeous woman named Carly (age 36 when she told me this story) who taught at a very prestigious private school in Washington, D.C. She was not a girlfriend per se but we spent considerable time together for about nine months. Carly had thick auburn hair, blue eyes, high cheek bones, was very thin and had big, fake tits. She was about 5′ 10″. My ex girlfriend said she could have been a fashion model.

Carly never talked about her sexual past so I assumed she didn’t have one. I often teased her about her vanilla past; she would laugh and say she didn’t have a sexual past. But she did.

One Sunday fall afternoon we were spooning on the couch watching a football game. She had had a few beers when out of the blue she told me she had a few sexy adventures. I said tell me one that you think is sexy.

She told me one summer night she [31 at that time] and a two female friends were in a bar in Georgetown. She and the friends had already had a few drinks and were planning on heading home. They were sitting at a table in front of a window; Carly looked out the window and saw two young men waving at her.

The Army Wife [M/F] [Cheating] [Long]

This is the vanilla, slow-build story of my only physical affair and it’s completely true. I learned so many things from this experience – not the least of which is just how wholesome adultery can actually be. I hope you enjoy it.

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We had so much in common. We were both Army spouses. Both stay-at-home parents to little kids while working additional jobs from home. Both fairly new to the same little town with no family support or good friends nearby. And… both her husband and my wife were deployed overseas. I won’t explain how I first came to knock on her door that summer day, but I was completely unprepared for what was on the other side. She looked remarkably like Holly Michaels from head to toe, with just the biggest, most stunning brown eyes I’ve ever seen. In fact, let’s just call her Holly. I was attracted to her immediately, but stayed completely professional as she invited me in to talk. We soon discovered all that we had in common and chatted for a long time about army spouse lifestyle stuff. The subject of childcare came up and we lamented how tough it can be when you have little kids and absolutely no support system. As I was leaving, she offered to baby sit any time I needed. Maybe a bit dubious coming from a stranger, but we’d been talking for half an hour by then and had gotten to know each other a bit. Both of us being decently educated and well dressed, her house being well furnished and tidy, and the great conversation had all instilled a bit of faith that we were both good, normal people.

My Sugar Daddy pt1 [mf] [oral]

My dad has all these old comics and toys and crap from the 80s and 90s that he always says are valuable. What I knew was that growing up, it used to piss me off that I couldn’t ever take any of that stuff out of the box. Every now and then he’d sell something. Mostly, other older guys would come and look and they’d talk and they’d leave empty handed.

So, a few months after I graduate high school and I’m thinking about spending the rest of my life in this shitty little town, working at the truckstop, squeezing out kids, and a car pulls into the driveway. A nice car. I watch the guy get out. Middle aged, thick around the middle, thinning hair, but not bad looking. Mostly, I noticed his shoes. Around here, guys wear sneakers or boots. He was wearing black leather dress shoes. He and dad went into the back room where all the toys are, and I went into my room and put on my shortest skirt and tightest tank top. I made myself up and then grabbed a popsicle.

David, Mira and I take our threesome upstairs Part 4 [Str8] [MmF] [oral] [sex]

This is a true story. I changed the names of all and many details to further disguise the identities of those in this story. The dialogues are to the best of my memory. It happened in 1980 so I hope you will cut me some slack.

This is a long one. Sorry, but again I think these happenings are best served up in a single post.

The sexy part starts at the —— line.

To recap: My girlfriend Mira and I had met a young man named David at a St. Patrick’s Day party; Mira was smitten with him. She had felt his young hard cock against her while they danced. She had told me she wanted him to fuck her as he reminded her of a young man she once knew. Now, two months later, Mira, David and I are in his parents home alone.

The players in this story:

My girlfriend Mira: 32 years old, 6′ tall, 145 lbs, blue eyes, short honey blond hair cut very fashionably. She had an athletic build with wide shoulders, gorgeous legs and a tight ass. She had perky medium sized boobs.

What College Girls will do For A Grade p1 (MFF) (oral) (college) (professor/student)

“Don’t forget. The current events assignment is due at the start of next class.” Anthony called to his exiting Economics students. He sighed and cleaned up his lecture materials to return to his office. He was in no rush to get to his empty home, now that his ex moved out months ago.

“Um. Professor Walter?” He turned as saw the beautiful, brunette from the third row, named Emily. She vaguely reminded him of Kendall Jenner in the face and her expensive looking clothes. “Hi. I know you don’t have office hours tonight, but it would really help my friend and I with this assignment if we could meet in your office at 6.” Her smile was very persuasive for Anthony who quickly replied, “sure, see you then.” As the girl bounced out of the classroom, Anthony couldn’t look away from her stride, a slight hip shake that caused the hem of her dress to dance seductively.

At 6pm, Anthony was seated at his office’s desk, in a quiet corner of the department, when he heard a knock. In walked Emily with her friend Megan, a shorter girl with darker hair and tighter, more revealing clothes. Anthony tried to answer some questions on the class’s content but the girls grew more confused with each answer. It didn’t help that Anthony kept glancing over their tight, young bodies, hunger rising inside.

Kaye and I have a quickie at her house Part 2 [Str8] [mF] [kissing] [fingering] [oral] [sex]

This is my continued recollection of my very brief affair with an engaged woman during my junior year in college. I am recalling this from almost 50 years ago so the quotes are the best I can do. I have changed names and some places to protect the identities of those involved.

To recap: I am in the early stage of an affair with ‘karate mom’ Kaye, the petite mother of one of the beginners. She was about 5′ 2″, weighing 115 lbs. She had light brown curly hair, worn down to her shoulders. Very blue eyes. She wore bright red lipstick. Her breasts were average but her nipples were pretty noticeable. She was in her mid-30s. She wore an engagement ring. We had our first sex session in my car the previous week. It was a heart pounding event.

If you want to skip the background, skip down to the —— line.

After our first sex session with Kaye, I fully expected the two of us to have a regular fuckfest after each karate class. That was not to be. At the next karate class Kaye brought her fiance Jason. Bummer for me.

[F29] I forgot my father was coming to visit and he walked in on me masturbating. [FM]

A month ago my father reached out to ask if he could spend the night on Saturday to fly out of our bigger airport early on Sunday morning. I had told him my boyfriend would be leaving out of town for work but I’d love to see him.

I was supposed to follow up and make dinner plans and go through details but my dad is as bad as planning as I am and neither of us touched base. A lot happened over the next few weeks and the last couple days have been extra insane – to be fair to myself.

I had worked super late on Friday and stayed at a motel compliments of my job, then rushed back home to see my boyfriend before he left town.

I was feeling terrible for an injury that I had accidentally given him yesterday morning that meant he couldn’t have sex for a few weeks (4-6 weeks according to both his actual doctor and all the doctors on Reddit). I posted about that on tifu already if you want to see the horrible details of what I did and why I felt like a serial killer with guilt.

I hooked up with a high schooler (who was my age) [MF]

Well this is awkward. It really took me a long time to name this story. This is also more comical than sexy.

He was- so weirdly- some of the best head of my life. I think I’ll always have a tiny crush on him.

I usually don’t name people in my stories but it got confusing so I’m calling high schooler “Sam.”

Technically Sam was six months younger than me, but I believe we were both 19 when we met. However he was a senior in high school and I was a junior in college. I skipped a grade once and he had been held back… A couple of times.

One weekend I had nothing to do and my good guy friend (who I’m going to call “Dave”) was like, “Come see my brother play football. He’s really good.”

“Like your high school brother? We’re going to your hometown to see him play?”

“Yeah! I’m telling you it’s fun to watch and he’s so cool to hang with.”

“I don’t want to go hang out with high schoolers,” I laughed.

David, Mira and I take our threesome upstairs Part 4 [Str8] [MmF] [mF] [oral] [sex]

This is a true story. I changed the names of all and many details to further disguise the identities of those in this story. The dialogues are to the best of my memory. It happened in 1980 so I hope you will cut me some slack.

How we got to this point are described in the three post links below.

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/rzez9p/mira_and_i_meet_david_part_1_str8_mf_oral_sex/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/s63loe/david_and_mira_get_close_part_2_str8_mf_mf/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/s9314m/david_mira_and_i_have_a_threesome_downstairs_part/)

This is a long one. Sorry, but again I think these happenings are best served up in a single post.

The sexy part starts at the —— line.

To recap: My girlfriend Mira and I had met a young man named David at a St. Patrick’s Day party; Mira was smitten with him. She had felt his young hard cock against her while they danced. She had told me she wanted him to fuck her as he reminded her of a young man she once knew. Now, two months later, Mira, David and I are in his parents home alone.

The players in this story:

My girlfriend Mira: 32 years old, 6′ tall, 145 lbs, blue eyes, short honey blond hair cut very fashionably. She had an athletic build with wide shoulders, gorgeous legs and a tight ass. She had perky medium sized boobs.

Amber and Eve [FF]MFF][inc]

**Originally written for The Kristen Archive**

Since they were little girls in their first year at pre-school they have been fast friends. They shared lost teeth, ice cream, angry dads, dead pets and all the highs and lows of a friendship that transcends normal boundaries. They are closer than sisters, more intimately involved in each other’s lives than I had ever thought possible. It is impossible to think of one without the other. For the last 14 years I had been watching them play, fight, argue, makeup and grow into beautiful young women.

Amber is her mother’s daughter, open, friendly, dark eyed, dark hair framing her fair skinned oval face. She is beautiful, there is no other word for it. Eve is a red head, but try and call her a “‘ranga” and kiss your eyes goodbye. She has dusky skin, lightly coated with freckles and the greenest eyes I have ever seen. Neither of them are tall, but this is the only physical area they are alike. Amber is slow to anger, whereas Eve is more mercurial, both are quick to forgive and invoke a warmth that draws a lot of people to them. Amber is a thinker, but quick on her feet, showing an impeccable judgment of people and situations. Eve is more reactive, more emotive, but just as smart as Amber. Peas in a pod they are complementing each other. Eve is the social half and Amber the scientist. Watching them at their school work was always fun, Eve always took the lead on humanities and social sciences, and Amber math and science. Together, they taught each other better than any teacher ever could have. Now, at 18, they were taking charge of their own lives in ways parents expect, but usually dread.