Making the Grade.

Have you ever had one of those teachers in high school that no matter what you do or how hard you try, they’re just going to be a stone cold bitch regardless. Angela Harmon was one of those teachers. She taught math, and because of how small my high school was, I was *blessed* to have her all four years.

Now if you had seen Ms. Harmon on the street, you’d probably think she was pretty attractive. And to be honest, you’d be right. She was tall with long, red hair, nice d-sized boobs, a slender stomach, and an ample ass that sat atop some juicy, thick thighs. Put lightly, the woman was built like a brick shithouse, and as a young freshman, I thought she was pretty, fuckin’ hot. Unfortunately, after a few months in her class, my desire for the woman curled up and died.

The Lost Bet (Part 1) [non-consent] [gay] [straight] [blowjob] [m4m]

*******Thought of this while watching porn the other day. Couldn’t get it off my mind. Hope you enjoy! 100% fictional, by the way.******

My brother Tom stayed with my wife and I for a few months last summer. It didn’t last long because the guy lived like a slob and had a bad gambling addiction. Couldn’t ever make the rent or help out with any of the utilities. It sucked having to kick him out, but what could we do?

Anyway, it was the following spring now. My wife Julie and I were both working pretty steady and just kind of forgot about him. Mostly.

See, even though he didn’t live here anymore, we still got his mail all the time. And since I didn’t have a clue as to where he was staying (we had lost contact), I just let it pile up on the kitchen table figuring he’d come around sooner or later looking for it.

Well, this particular morning I had been working from home. Julie was at work downtown, and I pretty much had the house to myself when all of a sudden there came a knock at the door.

The inexperienced youth and the urinating mother

It was typical for me to walk alone in the woods. I hadn’t much better things to do than watch porn and play computer games. I wasn’t particular bad looking. But there was a mental barrier to talk to girls. It was typical for me to keep my hands in my pockets, but I would rather have them on a girl’s ass. I didn’t take the usual trail. I didn’t like running into other people. Especially those that I repeatedly saw. It was slightly embarrassing, as if they thought I didn’t have anything better to do, which I didn’t.
Behind me came someone running. I heard it now by her breathing it was a girl. Among the scent of sweat I imagined the scent of her pussy. I saw her wide ass and slim waist. Her blonde ponytail swinging back and forth. It was a shame I didn’t get to see her face. It must have been cute as hell. But that ass though. If I only I could stick my dick between her buttocks and push it right in. I got really horny somehow. So horny I decided to find a place to masturbate.
I went deeper into the woods and found some thick bushes by a stream. The pictures of that running girl still fresh in my mind. I unbuckled my belt and pulled down my pants. I wrapped my hand around my dick and stroked myself. I smiled. This was one of my only enjoyments in life. I heard some sticks break. I flinched. I quickly pulled up my pants. A woman… in her early forties at least. I calmed down. She hadn’t noticed me. Those breasts and Christ those hips. Even juicier than the girl I had just seen. She smiled, relieved sort of, and her dimples, incredibly cute. What the hell is she doing? She unbuttoned her pants and unveiled her bush and pink slit. I started jerking off again, as hard as I could. It got even hotter when she squatted. Those hips looked even bigger. Some strands of her hair were behind her eyes. If only I could see your sweet little eyes. The perfect cumshot. She stopped peeing suddenly and pulled up her pants. Her eyes darted straight at me. I jumped, pulled up my pants and then got the hell out of there.
I didn’t feel embarrassed. My life was already embarrassing already, just two more eyes to avoid in the future. I followed the trail back home. Bummed that I didn’t get to finish. I can take a shower and jerk off there, imagining her beautiful hips and pink vagina, and the stream of urine trickling by. It was hot as hell. I was daydreaming again, so much that I bumped into a woman in the next intersection. “Did you finish?”
Of course it was her, the urinating woman. “Uh… with what?” I swallowed hard at the end. I tried my hardest not to sound like a nerve wreck.
Surprisingly, she smiled. “What you did in the bushes.”
“Uh, I didn’t do anything.”
“Okay, do you want to do something then?”
“Do what?”
“How about you finish inside of me instead of in the bushes?”
My eyes widened in surprise. “Where?”
“We can go back to the stream.”
We started walking back. “Let me touch it for a second.” She slipped her hand inside my pants. I got rock hard. She touched and felt all the way from the root to the glans. She made sure to pull down the foreskin up and down as well. “You are well above average. Let’s go quicker.”
I couldn’t find any words. “Uhm… your husband?”
“I went through a divorce one year ago and haven’t slept with someone since, so even if I’m a mother of three… I promise you it will be tight.”
It turned me one even more and I quickened my pace.
We got there by the stream, left by ourselves. I still couldn’t believe it. It was as if it were all a dream. “Can… can I touch you?”
“Of course.” I went straight for her breasts. I squeezed them as hard as I could. This was real, mature breasts that been filled with milk not once but trice. “Do you like them?”
“Yeah.”
She took off her sweater and unbuttoned her bra. I squeezed her again while she unbuttoned her pants. This was the first time I’d ever gotten my hands on a pair of breasts. They were softer than fluffy bread. She had unbuttoned my pants. I didn’t even notice till I felt the wind on my thigh. “You are quick.”
“Well, I have more than twenty years of experience when it comes to this.” She got a hold of my dick and kissed me. The first time I’d ever tasted lips. They were sweeter than strawberries. She extended her tongue and played around in my mouth. I whirled my tongue around hers, first a bit timidly and then a lot more. She spread her legs and started rubbing her clit on my thigh. I was melting in her arms. I wondered how those lips would feel like on my dick. “Can you suck me?”
She went on her knees. She spat on my dick and rubbed it in with both of her hands. She got close with her tongue, playing around with the tip and breathing close to my glans. She opened her mouth wide. She held her right hand on the lower part of the shaft while having the upper part in her mouth. She stroked and teased the glans with her tongue. I pushed her head closer toward me. I was a few strokes away from exploding in her mouth. She let my dick slip out of her mouth. She lay down and beckoned me with her finger. I dropped to my knees and crawled up between her legs. I pushed the hair up so I could see her beautiful vagina. I licked it once. The taste made my chest warm. It was the greatest thing I’d ever laid my tongue on. I kept licking and tasting her, enjoying every inch of her vagina. I stuck my finger in by curiosity, rubbing my finger on her upper wall. She breathed harder when I did that, her chest rising and sinking. I then sucked her clitoris. She now pushed her vagina closer to my face and made some hot moaning sounds. I had to finish inside of her. I couldn’t take this any longer. I got on top of her. My dick slid right inside of her. She wrapped her legs around me, clenching me harder as farther in I went. “You can go deeper.”
I went all the way. This warmth. This euphoria. It was completely foreign to me, but I was dying to get more. We breathed harder simultaneously. She got her hands around my back and pushed my body closer to hers. Her hard nipples rubbed against mine. It kept getting warmer. The heat made me fuck her harder and harder. I finally had to let go. It felt like an explosion and there I filled her vagina with my cum. She then squirted all over my chest. “Wow.” I enjoyed every drop of her fluids on me.
“You know how to please a woman,” she said and breathed out. I just leaned back. She couldn’t even tell I was a virgin… well not any longer. We got up and helped each other get dressed. She gave me her phone number and told me I was welcome to her home anytime I wanted. I grinned. “Later this day?”
She hugged me and kissed my lips again. “Yes, anytime you want.”
I was about to melt in her arms. “I will see you then.”
We both went home with smiles on our faces.
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A Change of Colours [MM]

Bass was vibrating through my whole body as I slowly went down the concrete stairs. My head still felt heavy from heartbreak and daytime drinking. After spending days in a small dark flat and crying out my eyes between periods of depression naps it was almost as if I wasn’t used to standing up straight. Six years of relationship went down the drain as my mind slowly dripped into the gutter. Finally after two weeks a friend had finally broken through the thick haze around my eyes, thrown me into a shower, dressed me up and led me to a local club. The music would cure me he said.
And it worked. After drinking myself into a mood the beats had managed to hijack my body and I felt at home between the hot grinding bodies. Just as I caught myself enjoying the whole messy bun of meat and feelings I felt a hand on my behind. Quickly watching around if my friend or one of his accomplices was playing a trick on me I noticed no familiar faces. Was it maybe a girl? No, they knew how terrible it was to be groped on the dance floor. Or was someone taking revenge on men? Confused I turned completely around and the hand disappeared unseen. No one was paying attention to me, all caught up in their dancing. Only some nerdy, scrawny looking dude was looking up, gave me a confused or maybe shy smile but quickly concentrated back on his friends. He didn’t look like he was the type to feel up some men.

[MF] Stranger Jerks me off on a Plane (African Romance)

This is a true story. (13hrs is a long flight so I’ve included the build up)

I had just spent 3 weeks in Zimbabwe for a friends wedding and was headed home via Dubai. I settled into the very tail of the plane where there are only 2 seats on the sides due to the width of the plane.

It’s about a 13hr flight to Dubai but due to an unstable economy in Zim planes make a short stop in Zambia to refuel and pick up new passengers because Zim cant be trusted to have enough fuel to get home.

While I’m waiting I stand around in the back of the plane and chat up the air hostesses. I should mention that although I went for a wedding I had gotten exactly zero action in the weeks leading up to this flight. I also have never been with a black lady. Not that’d I’m a bucket list guy but I am at least curious.

Describing myself: I workout and play sport, 6’2, late 20’s, reasonably attractive. I’ve been called hot before but wouldn’t use that label myself. Wouldn’t hot guys get laid? Maybe a regular version of Ashton Kutcher would be close.

[M]y ex g[F] occasionally asks me to send pics, but not the kind you’d guess

Most women don’t like dick pics, right? Well, neither does she, but she does like pics of… bulges. When we were together she would always compliment my bulge, and comment on the bulges of celebs and random men. Instead of porn, she’d masturbate to pics of clothed guys that were bulging. It doesn’t even have to be a huge bulge, just the impression that something lies beneath. It’s more about the idea than the cock I guess.

So a couple years ago I get a text from her saying something like, “I know you’re getting married soon, but I miss that bulge.” She asked if I could send a pic, but understood if it was off limits because of the engagement etc. She had pics from when we were together but I guess she wanted something fresh. I didn’t think it was a big deal, so I sent her one of me in some skinny jeans in front of a mirror. I asked if she didn’t mind reciprocating with a pic of her boobs. She sent one, and sent another one of her hand down her panties a little later.

My aunt did porn?! [MF] [FF]

My dad’s brother, my uncle, got divorced 4 years ago and just got married to his new wife last year. He is 54, she is 36.

Her name is Tiffany, my uncle met her tending bar at a strip club. He went back every shift for 2 weeks until she agreed to go out with him.

2 months after that she quit her job and moved in with him in his McMansion.

Tiffany (I doubt that’s even her real name) was the classic failed Hollywood story. She moved from Indiana at 18 to pursue her dream of becoming a movie star like her favorite actress, Reece Witherspoon.

She had tried for 8 years to make it, but only getting background work and one speaking role in a fast food commercial that was dubbed, so she didn’t get a full acting credit for it.

Her only success in the industry was being a “ho” in music videos. Girls would get paid an extra $50 a day if they were willing to wear bikinis in the videos, so that gave her steady work for a few years, until she “aged out” at 30.

I 31[F] let my hubby’s little brother (18yo) saw me naked, and give him some hot views

A couple of months ago, my husband’s younger brother stayed with us for a couple of nights. He came to pass additional exams for admission to the university of our city. Given the availability of a free room, we made him feel welcome at our home. Moreover, the “brother” is a calm and pleasant boy, no problems were expected from him. True, there was one small nuance, by the age of 18 the boy remained a virgin. An overabundance of hormones sometimes overwhelmed his mind. The fact that in his free time he often closes himself in the toilet and often takes a shower somewhat embarrassed my husband and amused me. Knowing about the boy’s “problem” I sometimes amused myself by teasing him. Sometimes I didn’t completely close the door when I was changing, sometimes I dressed so that all my forms would fit tightly with the fabric, in general, standard girlish pranks.

Ride Hard [masturbation] [F34]

I had a long drive home today. Alone. I was horny and couldn’t stop thinking about sex.

I realized, no one would likely see in my car on the highway.
I began playing with my tits.

Cruising down the highway, I took off my shirt. I enjoyed passing other cars in only my cute, red bra. My tits pushed up. My tan lines exposed.

Next I reached into my shorts and began fingering myself. I wanted a better angle so I took off my shorts too.

It felt so good, driving down the highway like this.

I decided to play some girl on girl porn on my phone. Even though I couldn’t really watch, I could listen to all the juicy sounds through my speakers. The sounds of women sharing wet pussy and squirting, coming loudly through my car. It got me wetter.

As cars passed, I hoped they could see me. Bouncing. Shaking. In only my bra.

Soon my finger wasn’t enough. I remembered I have a tiny sample sized deodorant spray, with a phallic shaped can. I reached into my purse, pulled it out, spat on it, and placed it on the seat beneath me.

Three Little Virgins (Pt 3) [ff]

Meanwhile, in James’ house:
Alex and Peta cuddled on the couch, comfortable with each other, still semi-dressed, kissing occasionally. They talked about their feelings, without pretense, without judging each other, or themselves. Alex happy that someone else now knew she was a lesbian, just not interested in men at all, Peta a bi-sexual girl, who had experienced both a man and now a girl. She wanted more, she knew, she wanted a woman, someone who knew what she was doing. For some reason, her mother jumped into her mind, a picture of her, naked, inviting, sensual, really sexual and Peta’s nipples hardened.

WTF? Where did that come from? She thought, surprised at the workings of her inner mind. Why would I even consider such a thing? Better leave that one alone.

They heard the bathroom being used, but Alex didn’t move. She looked at Peta and said, “I think she had better know.”

“We’ve not always been full open with each other,” Peta replied, “But, I don’t think we’ve ever deliberately lied to each other either.” Alex nodded. “You’re right, she needs to know.”