My High School biology teacher Pt. 3 Birthday sleepover. [lingerie], [oral], [riding cowgirl] [FM]

**I previously posted parts 1 and 2 of ‘My high school biology teacher’ a couple of weeks ago. I’m now using a new account just for the purpose of posting these stories about a long, glorious summer I spent fucking my high school biology teacher (Mr. B). He was amazing and the first man I loved. This is the account of our first sleepover at his house on his 43rd birthday, my first time wearing lingerie and the first time I rode a man like a wild animal… Embellished for artistic license but all events and general conversations are real.. enjoy!**

My high school biology teacher : Mating Displays in Mammals.

After our first encounter (parts 1 and 2), I had been back to Mr.B’s house many more times, always after school had ended and he was settled for the evening; typically around 7pm. I would arrive, we kissed, then he would work on his marking and lesson plan while I perused his large book collection, watched tv, or sat in his lap waiting patiently for him to turn his attention to me. I was still his good little student, even though I was now 18, exams were over and I had technically left school. He asked me questions about biology from his lesson plans and I loved watching him work. I was spending one of these evenings at his home with him in the middle of June…

Housewarming Party [MMMMFFFFFFF] [orgy] [oral] [mast] [swing]

Jessica moved into a new apartment three weeks ago and was counting down the days until she was ready to host her very first party. The painters painted, the electrician rewired and hung a new chandelier. The furniture was delivered. And the groceries were purchased. Including maybe a few too many bottles of champagne.

The night of the party, Jessica invited 12 friends over. Eight were coupled off or married. The other four were single—including two men and two women, with whom she hoped to introduce, leaving Jessica as Lucky No. 13.

Jessica prepared an amazing meal, inspired by a Gordon Ramsay video she’d seen on YouTube and promptly at 7pm, the guests started to arrive.

After a while, the place was packed with all of her friends. They were laughing, drinking, eating, and drinking some more. Of course, everyone brought a bottle of booze. One guest even brought some celebratory joints, which were lit and smoked.

Not long into the evening, everyone was baked and drunk and mellow and flirty. The four single friends were introduced. A married couple sat in the corner, making out. The playlist had changed to an after dinner playlist—quiet, jazzy, sexy. No one seemed to mind that Frank and Melanie were making out in the corner. And honestly, it inspired some other couples to do the same.

Bored Brat [bdsm] [m/f] [forced oral]

“Aren’t you done yet???” I texted. It was already 10 o’clock and I was horny and bored, a bad combination.

“No,” he sent back quickly. “I need another hour to get this work stuff done.”

I sighed and laid across our bed, looking at the ceiling and playing with the spaghetti strap on my nightie. It had been like this for weeks, with his “work stuff” occupying him deep into the night. When he came to bed he was often exhausted and it was too late for much play. We’d had vanilla sex just to get off the last 3 times and I’d just about had it. I had to do something to get his attention.

I quickly texted “Ok. I guess I’ll just play with myself then,” and went into our stash of toys and rummaged around. I knew I wasn’t supposed to put anything bigger than a finger inside myself unless I asked permission. I pulled out my favorite rabbit vibrator with a rotating shaft.

“Enjoy.” He sent back.

That was permission enough for me.

A five-minute stop in a nowhere-town [straight, strangers, oral, anal, public, cheating]

The dashboard clock said 12:13 before the backlight burned out, and the trip odometer was just passing 500. The company wouldn’t pay for a flight back home, so Tanner was stuck in a cheap rental as he tried to get home to his wife and her sister, who was in labor two weeks early.

His eyelids were getting heavy, and he saw an exit sign for the first time in a half hour. He knew he shouldn’t stop, but it would just be five minutes to grab a snack and a drink before he finished the last hour of the drive. Besides, this town was in the middle of nowhere, what could happen?

He took the exit and followed the sign toward the town. It was a few miles of sleepy driving on unlit roads before he got to the nearly deserted one-light town. On his right was a convenience store. He pulled into the parking lot, and saw a few girls hanging out along the side. They gave him a playful look, and yet seemed incredibly unfriendly. Tanner ignored them and walked inside, and grabbed a bag of chips and an energy shot while the exquisitely bored teenage cashier watched him. It looked like no one else had been in all night.

Necrophilia [mf][Necrophilia][Slight Gore][Breaking and Entering][Kidnapping][Oral]

Nyx had always been a loner. All through his middle school and up to almost his senior year, he rarely talked to anyone, even his teachers. Nyx knew why he was a loner, for he was lusting after something society would label as a taboo: to make passionate, lusty love to a deceased body. He cared not for the gender they were in life, he realized that even though society would reject him, the corpses would not. So, gay or straight, he would accept either.

He had his sights set on a beautiful young lady named Quintessa. She was truly the epitome of dark, gothic beauty. He never cared for those rich, preppy or stuck up girls, no. The dark lifestyle was sexy and fascinating.
But, Quintessa was perfect, with her long, dark hair; her silver-gray eyes full of life; small, but curvy build; and tan skin. He could hardly wait to finally experience the true meaning of his lust.

Backseat Banging [MF][Public][Sex][Oral][Caught]

[Details on Joy](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/82to1x/fitting_room_fingering_mf_public/)

It was a busy Saturday as I clocked out of the day shift and walked into the parking lot. Just as I pulled off my name tag and headed toward my car, a small white sedan pulled up beside me. It was Joy’s. We had been dating for a while now and things were going great. I was surprised to see her. I jumped in the car as she told me she was taking me to dinner at 7PM. It was still an hour early though so I asked her what she wanted to do. She didn’t answer. She drove to the farthest end of the shopping center parking lot and backed into a parking spot under a shady tree. It was the start of summer so it was still light and very hot outside for 6PM. Leaving the car running and the AC blasting, she grabbed my hand as she climbed in the backseat. As she hopped over the center console, her skirt lifted and I got a perfect flash of her soaked grey, cotton thong.

Will of the Princess [MF][Oral][Voyeur][Servant]

Camille, the princess of the land, the patron of the tournament, the symbol of hope, the joy of the faithful, sat upon a plush throne on the edge of a cold, dark room. The stone floor and walls stood in stark contrast to her royal grandeur.

Her golden locks cascaded down in waves onto rich furs and exquisite silks. Her radiant cheeks were stained with deep crimson and her bone-white fingers trembled as they gripped the chair. Before her, there was a kneeling man whose features were entirely concealed by the thick pleats of her dress. Faint lapping was barely audible through the layers.

However, her attention was somewhere else entirely. One of her emerald eyes was squeezed shut so that the other may peer through a hole in the adjacent wall. Through this tiny and very intentional opening, she watched a raven-haired slut sucking cock.

Though she only wore barely enough for the weather, her clothing crushed down upon her. Every breath was a herculean effort, made even harder still by her vain effort to maintain an air of dignity. Her heart felt like it was going to explode, but she barely noticed between the riveting sights beyond and the dutiful consolation between her legs.

Will of the Princess [MF][Oral][Voyeur][Servant]

Camille, the princess of the land, the patron of the tournament, the symbol of hope, the joy of the faithful, sat upon a plush throne on the edge of a cold, dark room. The stone floor and walls stood in stark contrast to her royal grandeur.

Her golden locks cascaded down in waves onto rich furs and exquisite silks. Her radiant cheeks were stained with deep crimson and her bone-white fingers trembled as they gripped the chair. Before her, there was a kneeling man whose features were entirely concealed by the thick pleats of her dress. Faint lapping was barely audible through the layers.

However, her attention was somewhere else entirely. One of her emerald eyes was squeezed shut so that the other may peer through a hole in the adjacent wall. Through this tiny and very intentional opening, she watched a raven-haired slut sucking cock.

Though she only wore barely enough for the weather, her clothing crushed down upon her. Every breath was a herculean effort, made even harder still by her vain effort to maintain an air of dignity. Her heart felt like it was going to explode, but she barely noticed between the riveting sights beyond and the dutiful consolation between her legs.

Published
Categorized as Erotica Tagged

[FM][nc][oral] The Tutor pt. 7

Chapter 7
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Alicia drove into the parking lot of the popular pizza restaurant near school. In the back seat, Adam and Fiona had been laughing and talking the whole ride over. Alicia had listened with amusement, and a little pride, while Adam kept his half of the conversation flowing. He’d asked good questions and made comments that showed he listened to Fiona. His enthusiasm and interest in her were obviously genuine.

The result of his warm attention was clear in Fiona’s happy tone. Her frequent laughter didn’t seem forced. When Alicia glanced in the rearview mirror she had to smile at their animated expressions. It made her happy to see them happy. *Ah, young love.*

When Alicia parked, Megan pulled into the next spot over. Their eyes met and Alicia winked while forcing her own feelings down. The anxiety she’d felt around Megan for the last couple of months was still there, but she recognized it for what it was now. Megan wasn’t really putting pressure on Alicia. She wasn’t acting like Alicia’s girlfriend. At the core of those feelings was Alicia’s own desires getting turned around in her head. The truth was that she wanted to be with Megan, not the other way around.

Losing my virginity to my coach [MF]

All the talks about losing your virginity to the one you love is bullshit. I was 19 when it happened and he was my cca coach who was 28 then. I was instantly attracted to him when I joined the cca. He wasn’t tall but he was extremely well built and tan. Whereas I was 5”7 and a large B and pretty toned body.

I didn’t care about others and always gave him seductive stares and sometimes adding a spice of innocence to it. And I noticed his glance to me would linger slightly longer than others. So it was a Saturday as he called for a training as we were training for a competition. Not many people attend the training. After 3 hours of training were we all ready to leave. As the coach he usually leaves the last to make sure everything is fine. As he entered the next room to change out of the sports attire I noticed almost everyone left. As I have not change out yet I took my chance and headed towards the changing room.