Practical Sex-Ed, Ch 7 [M+F+] [Anal]

* [Chapters 1 & 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ejile1/practical_sexed_ch_1_2/)
* [Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ek0ba0/practical_sexed_ch_3_mf_oral/)
* [Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ekevwp/practical_sexed_ch_4_mf_oral_incest/)
* [Chapter 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/elc2c0/practical_sexed_ch_5_mf_oral_incest/)
* [Chapter 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eltjpj/practical_sexed_ch_6_mf_incest/)

## Chapter 7

“As I was saying,” Ms. Callahan continued, “the main form of safe sex that we’ll be practicing today is anal sex.”

“Now, what are some of the things you’ve all heard about anal sex?” she asked.

“That it’s dirty.” Annalee said.

“That it hurts.” Stephanie added.

“That boys just want it because of porn, but girls won’t like it.” Thomas chimed in.

“Good. Now all rumors have a hint of truth, and it is true that if you don’t prepare properly it can be messy and painful, and because of that girls often don’t enjoy it. But we’ve prepared properly already. This was the main purpose of the enemas this morning.”

The young teacher bent over her desk, ass to her students, allowing Mr. Francis to take over the instruction.

“And it’s not just because of porn that boys like it. A woman’s butt is one of the key sexual features males notice, so it’s only natural that they would want to put their penis in it. I’m sure all the boys here would agree that Ms. Callahan’s butt is quite appealing.” he said giving one of her cheeks a light slap.

[MF] Dated a 23 year old virgin

For part of senior year of college I casually dated a 23 year old graduate student I’ll call “R”. It was her first year at my school and we were introduced through girls she met on a sports team she joined. She was kinda cute, wore glasses, short and a little chunky but athletic, huge tits. Dirty blonde hair she usually wore in a tight pony tail. Very smart. So….23 yo virgin. Her deal was, she wasn’t religious but she was freaked out by the prospect of an STD. She was going to wait for sex until marriage. We had one conversation early on about safe-sex, condoms, testing – she understood all that and still her mind was made up. Did not try to change it for her (would not have stopped her though!) Overall she was mostly (usually) a prude about sex in general which didn’t exactly match up well with a sex-obsessed pervert. Didn’t like to talk or joke about it even really. Said she had had a long-term boyfriend at one point who got tired of waiting (can’t really blame him). She had her good qualities but she turned out to be really selfish in the bedroom. And what little she did seemed like a chore to her. I respect someone not doing things they’re uncomfortable with, but I can also recognize someone who doesn’t give a fuck about their partners needs.

My cousin invited me to a sex party [Str8]

My cousin Chelsea and I had been inseparable whenever our families got together, which was often. They only lived a few towns over and our parents were from a very tight-knit family. So we were close too, even though she was five years older than me. I guess because she only had sisters, she really wanted a brother. In fact, our nicknames were “Big Sis” and “Little Bro” but that was mostly ironic because she was only 5’2″ and I hit my growth spurt early. It wasn’t long until I was a full foot taller than her. Unfortunately when she was 15 her parents had to relocate for work, and we hardly saw each other. She was busy with high school and college, and then I was busy with high school. Even when she moved back to attend State, she was several hours away.

Then I graduated high school and went to a small liberal arts college not far from her. She’d already graduated but was still in her college town waitressing while looking for better work. I was keeping busy with studying – I was at a nerd school and didn’t have much time for anything else. Even if the few parties I knew about, I barely went to. If I wasn’t writing a paper, I was at the climbing gym blowing off stress. It didn’t help that I was going through a prolonged dry spell, too. Put a bunch of introverts together and sex isn’t easy to come by (no pun intended).

Handjob hotwife (F M) Part 1

I had found her on tinder, we had both swiped right, and a week later of swapping texts and photos, she was keen to meet me. Thing was she was happily married to a loving husband. But she just wanted a bit of extra fun and excitement.

She had explained her rules before agreeing to meet me. Basically we couldn’t have fun penetrative sex as she felt that was cheating on her husband, but she was keen to play with my thick 7 inch cock.

From her photos and what she had told me I knew she was slim, slightly toned without losing her feminine figure. 5’6, long dark hair, small but beautifully shaped perky breasts, with delicious looking thick nipples. But when I opened my door to her that day, I was stunned by just how beautiful she was!

She was wearing faded ripped jeans and a slightly cropped white spaghetti straps top, revealing her navel and trim tummy. Her hips flared out slightly giving her a sexy waist. Her hair was tied up highlighting her delicate shoulders and neck. Her skin, so smooth, soft and pale. I could feel myself getting hard already!

[MF] First time she ‘let’ me or anyone cum in her ass

My partner and I have been playing with a bit of slut play as we call it. Ones dom then the next time the other will be.
This time I was in control of my little slut.
When we started dating she was against anal, but tonight she took me for a surprise.

We were hanging out in our room when we started to fool around and I could already tell she was in a submissive mood. I told her to go change into some sexy panties and a new bra that she had just got that comes undone at the front. I told her to lay down on the bed and I stripped naked, grabbed our silk ties and sat on her chest with my cock sitting on her chin just out of reach of her mouth. I grabbed her hands and tied them together and then to the bed frame and blindfolded her.

Daddy’s Filthy Little Whore [MF]

Daddy had awakened me early this morning with his hard cock wedged between my big ass cheeks. He spanked my ass and told me to get in the shower with him. I obediently soaped his hard body from head to toe, kissing his lips, kissing his muscled chest, down his stomach to his big, thick cock. Daddy tapped my lips with his hard cock and I immediately opened my mouth, sucking his head in my lips firmly, breathing through my nose.

“Are you owned?” he asked me sternly. I could only moan what I hoped sounded like yes around the thick cock in my mouth as he fed inch after inch into my mouth. He popped his cock head out of my lips for a moment. “Are you owned pet?”

“Yes Daddy,” I looked up at him with my brown eyes. He slid his thick, huge cock back into my lips, pushing in over and over as I sucked. I struggled to breathe as Daddy fucked my face for several minutes. I could feel his cock swelling against my tongue and knew he was close. Daddy pulled out and sprayed my face with his warm cum. Then he angled the shower water to hit my face and admired his cum washing down the drain. “Good girl,” he gripped my full tit in his strong hand and I moaned softly.

I love watching you submit, part 1 [OC] [MF] [light BDSM] [first person]

When you draw in that first, gasping breath I know that I’ve got you. The bashfully awkward small talk when you arrive, the pretense of turning on a movie or tv show, the shy cuddles…those are all just formalities. We both know why you’re here, we both know what is going to happen, and yet in the beginning boldness escapes both of us.

Eventually snuggling up turns to teasing touches. The fake “shifting positions” that brings my hand up underneath a breast or makes it drop below your waist happen more regularly until at last we finally cross that invisible “okay, fuck it” line and begin to make out.

I’ve always hated that “dance”, which is weird for me because I enjoy building anticipation. Lately though I’ve been able to use it to my advantage. It can become fuel for my intensity, and I can channel my hunger through it to you.

All pretenses aside, you’ve probably been waiting for me to make a move. Maybe you’re even a little annoyed at how long I am taking. That’s good. Because we’ve been candid in the past, you know what I like, you know I’m kinky, you’ve hinted pretty blatantly that you’re into the things I am. So, when we finally get things going, you’re in a good place for me to contrast my timid, weak display of escalation with my love for control and dominance.

Practical Sex-Ed, Ch 6 [M+F+] [Incest]

* [Chapters 1 & 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ejile1/practical_sexed_ch_1_2/)
* [Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ek0ba0/practical_sexed_ch_3_mf_oral/)
* [Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ekevwp/practical_sexed_ch_4_mf_oral_incest/)
* [Chapter 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/elc2c0/practical_sexed_ch_5_mf_oral_incest/)

## Chapter 6

Foreplay was over, and now it was time to get into the main session of the class. ‘This is it,’ Ms. Callahan thought, ‘I’m about to get fucked in front my class.’

‘This is it,’ Mr. Francis’ thoughts echoed, ‘I’m about to fuck this hot girl in front of all these kids.’

To allow everybody to get a full view they’d decided to perform the exercise on the desk rather than down on the mat.

Mr. Francis laid down on the desk while his coworker removed the last of her clothing. He grabbed Ms. Callahan by the waist and hoisted her onto himself, she straddled him and hovered her pussy over his dick, her back facing her fellow teacher in the standard reverse cowgirl, her legs spread for the class so they could all see what was going on clearly.

Mr. Francis watched as she hovered over his cock, reaching down to aim it up at her fine little pussy. He thought momentarily about his wife and children once again, ‘No, it’s not cheating, it’s for the government, it’s academic, and we agreed… but then she didn’t know it was going to be a fresh-out-of-college fox like this that I’d be fucking.’

Lady-Provincial [MF] [Fantasy]

The small silver envelope reads “The Honorable Hayley Swarbrick, SS, JD, MLA.” Hayley picks it up from her desk in the legislature’s wing of Wilmot-Horton Palace, the sprawling building that houses the provincial government. It is from the Office of the Chamberlain of Duke Peter of Wilmot-Horton, and contains a summons to the Duke’s Chambers, at nineteen the following evening.

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“Always call him ‘Your Highness,’ and remember that when you’re with the Duke, you should answer any questions he might have. When you’re performing citizen service, it’s easy to see how confidential information could get out, or how inappropriate rumors could be started. As I’m sure you realize, those concerns don’t apply to the Duke.”

“Yes, Ms. Marcroft,” says Hayley.

“Well, Ms. Swarbrick, I think you’re ready for your audience. Thank you for coming early. If you’d like to wait here for a little while, you could catch up on reading or correspondence before going in. Once in the audience chamber, that’s not appropriate.”

“Thank you, Ms. Marcroft. Do you mind if I ask — what’s it like, being in the Duke’s household? Do you often work directly with the duke?”

The time I learned Moms deserve to have fun, too [MF]

*Hey GWS! I know it’s been a minute, but I wanted to share a story from several months back. Hope you like it. And as always, check out my past posts if you’ve got the time.*
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It’s was 6:28 and she hadn’t arrived yet. I’d texted her earlier to arrange the time.

At the hotel, I’d said.

It’s surprisingly nice, I’d said.

Apparently they’re at capacity, so you’re gonna have to keep your voice down, I’d said.

She’d laughed.

You’re gonna have to help me with that, she’d replied.

I’d sent her [this photo.](https://www.erome.com/a/eB47V8Px) It was just a small travel kit, but I’d known it would do the trick.

We can use the gag, I’d said.

Holy shit, she replied.

She’d been walking through her office when she’d opened my text. Carrying a box in her arms. As soon as she saw the photo, she’d dropped it.

That’s when we’d agreed on the time.

But now it was 6:30. Another minute and she’d be late. I’d have to make a note of that. What’s the point of having rules if they weren’t enforced?