“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 interviews 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.
Tag: Straight
Teasing My Best Friend (Part Two) [FM]
“What have you done to me” he deeply whispers into my ear. I don’t reply. He places his hand on my thigh. I can feel my core heat up instantly. I smiled to myself before climbing on top of him and picking up right where we left off. My hands go up to his hair and I pull hard. It was my way of telling him he was having the same effect on me. I needed to let him know that I wanted him inside of me right that second. He put his hands back around my waist and under my shirt. His hands travel up my sides and I arch back and let myself enjoy the feeling of his needy hands on my body.
Gentle Brute [MF][PostApocalypse][ReturnToEarth]
Jasmin was extremely excited. There she was, strapped to her seat, to her left and right about twenty other girls. Just now, a deep female voice announced their soon arrival at Earth. Before they would enter Earth’s atmosphere, they were to prepare. The unbuckled and started undressing. This was a necessary precaution because the Earthlings didn’t like clothing more advanced than pelt or leather. Almost all of them were at least some level of lesbian, so they all eyed one another. Some girls couldn’t resist touching their breasts, and others were chatting excitedly. Jasmin stripped quietly. All of the stories her mother told her over the years came her to mind. Thousands of years ago, manmade, as well as natural catastrophes, brought humanity to the brink of extinction. Optimistic they could restore this hostile to life Earth, the ancient humans evacuated all females. At the same time, the men stayed behind to rebuild. They survived, but their effort ultimately proved futile. They became nothing more than cavemen, even after nature recovered. Jasmin removed her bra. Her young breasts had the perfect shape, and some of the more same-sex interested girls wolf-whistled greedily eyeing her.
I [M] have a deep emotional connection with my [F] 2nd cousin. Am I messed up in the hear or is it justified??
My family is weird, there are 6 great aunts, 4 great uncles, and all of them are married w children, so I have a ton of cousins and 2nd cousins. The problem is almost everyone is 10 years older than me, and 10 years younger than me, besides this one cousin, we will call her Alexis for the story. So alexis and I are the same age, 18, and everyone is either way older than us or way younger than us. This happened over 2 years ago at my great grandmother’s funeral.
It has been about 6 years since I’ve last seen Alexis before this, but, like I said, because we are the same age, i figured we would hang out together again at this funeral like we always have before. This time marked my 3rd time actually seeing Alexis as she lived literally across the country from me.
Since weve both grown up now into young adults, we didnt talk much at all the first 2 days at my grandmas funeral weekend, idk why we didn’t, but we just kept our distance for some unknown reason. It was really awkward hanging out w my younger cousins and older cousins during this time, because the age gap was so large, and I couldnt drink yet, so the evenings got dull very quickly.
A day to remember [MFM] [BBW] [creampie] [pussy eating] [facesitting] [DP]
I guess I ought to start with explaining how I’m sat here, naked, in the hotel room of a couple I’ve only just met, watching them fuck.
I suppose it began at check-in, another solitary stay at another nondescript hotel for me courtesy of work. There was a queue and I’d glazed over perving at the mighty backside of the rather larger lady and her husband being served ahead of me. Lost in the moment, I didn’t realize a second receptionist called me over; that was where this all took root.
Anyhow, after that distraction, my normal routine kicked in. I went to my room, dumped my stuff, changed out of what I’d been traveling in and cleaned up. I checked on the place’s restaurant opening times and made a beeline out of the four walls I’d be calling home for the next few days.
Crisis and Opportunity [MF] [fantasy] [magic] [plot] [wholesome smut] [long]
*This is a stand-alone story, though I previously wrote on these characters in another piece called Hidden Energies which I’ve also posted here. So feel free to check that one out too if you enjoy this.*
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A copper bowl filled with water was floating through the air. It was doing its very best to stay level, going slowly, often stopping to correct itself, cautious not to lose a single drop. Yet tragically, this very caution would prove to be its undoing. When it was already more than halfway across the room it tilted dangerously to its left – and instead of just accepting a small spill, it tried to save its whole load, overcorrected to its right, lost its balance, and with a splash and clatter fell to the floor, where it joined numerous others of its kind in a great puddle.
Yohan swore under his breath. Around the four tables, the twenty or so other students made sympathetic noises.
“Well now, lad!” Professor Ter Dekke’s sonic boom of a voice filled the room. “Tell me what you did wrong!”
Yohan slouched back in his chair. “It was tipping over, and I overreacted trying to steady it, I guess.”
Getting My Groove Back – Chapter 1 [F] 36 [M] 26
“I don’t love you anymore.”
I should have seen it coming in the little things that had slowly disappeared over the last year. The “I’m thinking about you in the most salacious way,” texts had stopped. So had the cards he sent me on the anniversaries of important events in our relationship. There were no more impetuous ass-pinches and I realized he had stopped looking me up and down as I circled our bed in the evenings.
The sex changed, too. He was a talker, always describing what he was feeling as he fucked me. When it became a silent, mechanical ritual, I should have known.
He was getting his love from someone else.
And now his gentle deflections whenever I wanted to talk about having kids made sense.
“There’s another woman, isn’t there.”
He was too tired to lie.
“Yes.”
“How long.”
“A long time. I’m sorry. I should have told you much sooner.”
I thought about how the work travel had increased with his promotion and wondered how many of his extended absences were spent with her, whoever “her” was.
“And you want to be with her.”
Is it a sin to watch a chaplain shower? [MFF, Triangle, Sci-Fi, Voyeur]
*Since y’all liked the first one so much–I couldn’t help coming again (hah). Here’s another original tale I wrote just for Reddit!*
**ALERT** “Unidentified Earth gas scraper, this is the Martian orbital defense core. Shut down your main drive, and prepare to be boarded.”
“Why would they be boarding us?” One of the passengers asked from behind me.
I looked over my shoulder and examined the innocent-looking woman whose long black braid dipped down her mid back. My eyes glanced to her tits in spite of our current situation. Though obfuscated by a modest chaplain’s getup, I couldn’t help imagining what those beauties looked like underneath. What can I say? I’ve got a type:
Short, stacked, brunettes with impenetrable personalites.
The fact that she was forbidden and innocent made her even hotter. Stop the presses. A smuggler who’s a sexual deviant, fuckin’ unheard of.
“Hey, I’m,” I chuckled, pressing in the reply on channel button. “Really sorry, boys. We’ve got a medically fragile patient on board. It’s crucial we get to Titan medical complex ASAP. She has—”
My mind searched for some medical intervention an imaginary patient might need that couldn’t be provided by Mars.
[M]y [F]avorite way to cum these days
I let him know my ass is all cleaned out, he kisses me hard in response
I go upstairs at his request and get naked, gently caress my clit and nipples
He approaches the bed, crotch forward, thoughtlessly removes boxers while he looks down at me with his mouth open
I devour his entire hardening dick, feeling it flex against my uvula while i tease and pull his balls. Cock hardens into my throat, saliva pours out, which instantly levels up his aggression, encouraging him to slap my cheek with his iron rod, rub my own spit across my eyelids using his dick as a paintbrush
He knows I’m trying to get assfucked, and he loves giving me what i want, so he ends his sopping blowjob for the moment, diving between my thighs to saturate his face in creamy pussy.
Just to make sure I feel properly handled, he lifts his face momentarily to mine, spitting a stream of juice into my mouth. I quiver and groan from the sex of it all, opening my lips obediently to receive the mixture, and he’s eating my pussy again before I get it all swallowed.
The Roommates, Part 12 [NSFW]
“Don’t you want to know what my idea is before you say you’re in?” Kelly said, reaching her hands down my pants from behind. Her placed her hands on my package and massaged it gently. “I heard all I needed to hear,” I said, turning around to face her. I was growing hard and she felt it poking against her. “Oh what is that?” she teased, pressing her body more tightly to mine to create more friction on my growing cock. “It’s for you,” I said, leaning down for a kiss. “Not yet,” she pulled back. “Let’s have dinner first.”
I plated up our food—nothing fancy, just some chicken breasts, green beans and wild rice. She and I both ate healthy and it was a nice quality to have in a partner—in the past I’d felt like I was always trying to impart my good habits on my girlfriends and it never went so well. She was sitting at the table browsing her phone when I brought the food over. “Thank you for this,” she said, picking up her fork and beginning to eat immediately. I sat across from her and began eating. After a just a few bites I felt Kelly’s feet between my legs in my chair. She liked to put her feet between my legs and gently tease my junk with her feet. She’d done it a handful of times before and I liked it; it seemed like a sexier version of rubbing your boyfriends back when you walk by him.