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Tilly and the Professor

Tilly

I have been teaching college level English for over 6 years now. There are always those students that give you trouble, you know, the ones that want to fuck with you and don’t actually give a shit about learning. None have ever been as much of a disruption as Tilly. She thought that because she was young and attractive that the world revolved around her, she was a disruptive, egotistical little bitch. Her usual antics were nothing compared to today, though. Tilly showed up to class, late as usual, in a skimpy school girl outfit. Her short, green plaid skirt barely covered her perfect round ass, her white button-up shirt was tied in the front, her perky breasts popping out the top. She wore black stiletto heels that just made her legs go on forever, her pouty lips were painted dark red and her long blonde hair was pulled into a tight ponytail.

I admit, seeing her like this was a turn on, she had an amazing body and I was imagining her bent over my desk the second she walked in the room. I couldn’t have this, she was pushing boundaries and purposefully trying to cause a disruption in the class. I had a job to do. Read more »

Tilly and the Professor

Tilly

I have been teaching college level English for over 6 years now. There are always those students that give you trouble, you know, the ones that want to fuck with you and don’t actually give a shit about learning. None have ever been as much of a disruption as Tilly. She thought that because she was young and attractive that the world revolved around her, she was a disruptive, egotistical little bitch. Her usual antics were nothing compared to today, though. Tilly showed up to class, late as usual, in a skimpy school girl outfit. Her short, green plaid skirt barely covered her perfect round ass, her white button-up shirt was tied in the front, her perky breasts popping out the top. She wore black stiletto heels that just made her legs go on forever, her pouty lips were painted dark red and her long blonde hair was pulled into a tight ponytail.

I admit, seeing her like this was a turn on, she had an amazing body and I was imagining her bent over my desk the second she walked in the room. I couldn’t have this, she was pushing boundaries and purposefully trying to cause a disruption in the class. I had a job to do. Read more »

[MFM] Met two strangers at my airbnb

This all happened a few weeks ago but I’m happy to report that I still have very vivid memories. To start with I’m your typical 33 year old guy–I never thought I’d have a story worthy of posting in this sub. I’m 5’10, 160 pounds. Work a typical 9-5 job in a city filled with other people overly career focused. I live in a 2 bedroom, 1 bathroom condo and recently started renting out the extra room on airbnb. Usually I have business travelers stay with me for a day or two. Occasionally I meet people that I connect with but never was I expecting this.

I don’t usually host on weekends, but Friday morning I received a last minute request from a couple. They were in their mid-twenties, in the area on vacation, and needed a place to stay Friday and Saturday nights. I didn’t have any plans for the weekend so I thought why not.

They showed up Friday after dinner. Emily was short, looked to be barely 5ft, red hair, and light color skin with lots of freckles. She was wearing a light blue summer dress that showed off some impressive curves. Aaron was big–must have been around 6’5. He was wearing a t-shirt that showed he had both muscles and a belly. Read more »

First threesome with a virgin guy: I was his first, he was the first other cock in my pussy after my BF (vids and pics inside) [MFM]

I recently posted about our first few threesome experiments with my BF.
These threesomes were only about wanking and sucking my BF’s best friend but no penetration from him.
In case you missed it, the whole story of the first threesomes is available here: https://www.reddit.com/r/homemadehornygirl/comments/6jl4au/our_first_threesomes_with_my_bf_and_his_best/
Also, more of me and my BF can be found here: https://www.reddit.com/r/homemadehornygirl/ (my own subreddit with pics and videos).

A bit more about us first. I’m 25 and he is 26. We’re both student, and to help a bit with the funding of these studies and of our wonderful sex life (yes sex toys are so expensive these days), we have decided to spice our sex life a bit by posting videos of us online (all our video are available at: https://www.pornhub.com/playlist/21744251 and are also on youporn and will soon all be on redtube and tube8).

So even if we wanted to have my BF’s best friend penetrate me, he was not ready for that. However, we found someone who actually was. Quite cute, 19 year-old boy, still a virgin and very eager to touch me and fuck me. He had had no experience with a girl ever before. Let’s call him Alex (not his real name of course). I guess not a lot of people can brag about their first time being a threesome right? Read more »

Petticoats [FF, Mast, Oral]

“Reach under and touch it,” Henrietta dared, giggling as she swayed her hips.

Maybe it was the laudanum talking. Certainly she would never have been so bold without it. But on the other hand, her thoughts often turned to what her best friend might look like with her clothes torn off and tossed into the grass.

Laura laughed and shook her head. “You’re mad! Put your clothes back on before someone finds us!”

Henrietta was stripped to her petticoats. When she leaned down, Laura visibly tensed and closed her eyes, so she kissed her on the lips and felt the eagerness in her friend’s movements.

“Touch it, Laura,” she demanded. “Touch it.”

“No!”

Henrietta lifted her petticoats, displaying herself, and shivered as she flicked a finger through the folds of her bare cunny. It wasn’t the first time for that, either – for thinking about Laura while touching herself. It was the first time she’d done it with the other girl there.

“Touch it!”

“I want more laudanum!” Laura laughed and picked up the bottle, letting the flavour coat her lips. “I wish my body was as beautiful as yours.” Read more »

The dirty adventures of Bob and Frank [MF]

I’ve had enough of reading 50 shades of shit, and the cutesy emotional garbage that good looking healthy people post about sexual relationships. It isn’t real is it? Not only is it cliche, but its usually an effort to hide the fact that they would rather move on to the next person. Why? well, probably because they can. This however, is not one of these stories. This is erotic NON fiction. This is the filthy/hot story of what happens when an average looking dork doomed to a mundane, sexless existence, throws off any inhibitions and barges into history with nothing but a guitar, and his trusty cock, Frank.

I know the first question your asking. Why name your cock frank? Well, It came from the hot dogs known as ball park franks. I wanted to give him a title that prompted thoughts of food, therefore already suggesting that he belongs in your mouth. Which he does.

Frank is an excellent specimen, hes a thick 8 incher, and has a gentle upward curve like a samurai sword. I’m a short white guy, and girls are always pleasantly suprised when they drop my shorts and see frank in all his glory. Seeing a girl bite her lip and say “oh my god” before plunging Frank into her mouth still makes my blood boil to this day. Read more »

Night on The Town, Part 2 [MF] [Oral] [Lite Exh] [Third Person]

Their car rolled up to the valet in front of Chez Trois, and Mark killed the ignition. “Oh, Lord,” he said before he opened the door.

“He even has a pencil moustache. He’s judging us already.”

“Stop it,” Kate said, rolling her eyes. “He is not.”

Mark looked at her, his hand on the door handle. “Are you kidding me? This guy probably parks Rolls Royces and Lamborghinis on the regular.”

“So he’ll be thankful for the change of pace.” Kate popped open the door and stepped out, greeting the valet with a smile. “Good evening.”

“Good evening, madam, sir,” the man said with the slight incline of his head. He accepted the keys from Mark with another nod. If he looked disgusted at their modest, sensible sedan, Kate didn’t see it.

“I hope your meals aren’t too filling,” Kate said as the valet began to walk around the car. “I had dessert on the way over. Couldn’t help myself.”

“Er…yes madam,” the valet replied, struggling to keep his dispassionate mask of professional boredom on his face.

“Man, what has gotten into you, tonight?” Mark asked with a laugh, watching their car drive away. Read more »

Night on The Town, Part 2 [MF] [Oral] [Lite Exh] [Third Person]

(Part 1 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/6psqmm/night_on_the_town_part_1_mf_oral_lite_exh_third/).

 

 

 

Their car rolled up to the valet in front of Chez Trois, and Mark killed the ignition. “Oh, Lord,” he said before he opened the door.

“He even has a pencil moustache. He’s judging us already.”

“Stop it,” Kate said, rolling her eyes. “He is not.”

Mark looked at her, his hand on the door handle. “Are you kidding me? This guy probably parks Rolls Royces and Lamborghinis on the regular.”

“So he’ll be thankful for the change of pace.” Kate popped open the door and stepped out, greeting the valet with a smile. “Good evening.”

“Good evening, madam, sir,” the man said with the slight incline of his head. He accepted the keys from Mark with another nod. If he looked disgusted at their modest, sensible sedan, Kate didn’t see it.

“I hope your meals aren’t too filling,” Kate said as the valet began to walk around the car. “I had dessert on the way over. Couldn’t help myself.”

“Er…yes madam,” the valet replied, struggling to keep his dispassionate mask of professional boredom on his face. Read more »

Night on The Town, Part 2 [MF] [Oral] [Lite Exh] [Third Person]

(Part 1 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6pt13u/night_on_the_town_part_1_mf_oral_lite_exh_third/).

 

 

 

Their car rolled up to the valet in front of Chez Trois, and Mark killed the ignition. “Oh, Lord,” he said before he opened the door.

“He even has a pencil moustache. He’s judging us already.”

“Stop it,” Kate said, rolling her eyes. “He is not.”

Mark looked at her, his hand on the door handle. “Are you kidding me? This guy probably parks Rolls Royces and Lamborghinis on the regular.”

“So he’ll be thankful for the change of pace.” Kate popped open the door and stepped out, greeting the valet with a smile. “Good evening.”

“Good evening, madam, sir,” the man said with the slight incline of his head. He accepted the keys from Mark with another nod. If he looked disgusted at their modest, sensible sedan, Kate didn’t see it.

“I hope your meals aren’t too filling,” Kate said as the valet began to walk around the car. “I had dessert on the way over. Couldn’t help myself.”

“Er…yes madam,” the valet replied, struggling to keep his dispassionate mask of professional boredom on his face. Read more »