Fucked by my high school crush [FM]

>DISCLAIMER: Long story. If you only want to read the sex part, please jump to Day #3, paragraph 3. Sorry, I know my stories are long. I promise I’ll try to write shorter ones next time.

I am so bored. This was supposed to be our first summer trip where I joined my older cousins and got to party with them out on the lake. Instead, I got stuck baby sitting my younger sisters and cousins. One of my older cousins did come, but he was more of an oddball. He never played with us growing up and had never come over to our holiday parties at grandma’s house. So the fact that I got stuck with him being the only person who I can relate to is just great. So far, my week-long camping trip was looking like it was going to be an awkward baby-sitting job with absolutely zero fun. Oh boy was I wrong.

Day #1 – Late Night Hike

Alyssa’s Anal: Tied-up Teenage Butt-Slut [Str8] [Mf] [Rough] [Anal] [Restrained] [Teen] [Age gap] [Dirty talk] [Finale]

**This story is for ADULTS ONLY. Please do not read on if you are not 18 or older. Please do not comment or contact me if you are not 18 or older.**

**All characters are 18+**

This is the third and final installment to my original story, “You’ve never fucked a student before?”

I highly recommend reading the first two chapters first, if you haven’t already. Or at the very least, part one.

**You can find a link to each chapter in the comment section**

# Alyssa’s Anal: Tied-Up Teenage Butt-Slut

I traced my fingers up Alyssa’s smooth, slender legs until they reached her fleshy backside. I clenched her butt-cheeks with both hands and spread them apart so I could feast my eyes on the tiny, pink asshole of the teenage girl tied to my bed.

My cock had never been so hard before. I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed the bottle of lube. I squeezed a massive dollop on to her tiny rectum and began to slowly massage it into her hole, eventually slipping a finger inside.

“Tell me what you are, baby.” I whispered sensually.

“Hpmfhpgh!”

Alyssa’s Anal: Tied-up Teenage Butt-Slut [Str8] [Mf] [Rough] [Anal] [Restrained] [Teen] [Age gap] [Dirty talk] [Finale]

**This story is for ADULTS ONLY. Please do not read on if you are not 18 or older. Please do not comment or contact me if you are not 18 or older.**

**All characters are 18+**

This is the third and final installment to my original story, “You’ve never fucked a student before?”

I highly recommend reading the first two chapters first, if you haven’t already. Or at the very least, part one.

[Part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mr2bq3/youve_never_fucked_a_student_before_str8_mf_teen/) – “You’ve never fucked a student before?”

[Part two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mt27ac/youve_never_fucked_a_teacher_before_str8_mf/) – “You’ve never fucked a teacher before?”

# Alyssa’s Anal: Tied-Up Teenage Butt-Slut

I traced my fingers up Alyssa’s smooth, slender legs until they reached her fleshy backside. I clenched her butt-cheeks with both hands and spread them apart so I could feast my eyes on the tiny, pink asshole of the teenage girl tied to my bed.

My cock had never been so hard before. I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed the bottle of lube. I squeezed a massive dollop on to her tiny rectum and began to slowly massage it into her hole, eventually slipping a finger inside.

“Tell me what you are, baby.” I whispered sensually.

Unfinished erotic story

She walked inside the restaurant, her coat folded gently over her arms. The sounds of her own breath drawing in overshadowed the loud beats of her heart. It was all she could hear, all she could feel. Nothing could distract her from the noise. She entered a tunnel, far away from her she could hear the faint sounds in the distance of dishes banging against one another, and voices were muffled. Maybe she was making it up because she was tuning it out. She nervously twisted her long hair at her shoulders like she always did when she needed something to do with her hands. As she fidgeted with the ends she realized she was absentmindedly drifting off somewhere else. Oh god. What was she doing here? Why had she picked up the phone and said yes? It had been so long. It would be like two strangers meeting each other for the first time. What if that fire and desire wasn’t there anymore? What was she going to say?
She plucked her phone from her purse and opened her text.
I’m here.
Head to the back and turn right. I’m on the end.
Can’t wait to see you.
She felt her legs weigh her down as she moved through the rows of tables. The smells intertwined with the sounds of first dates and breakups and happy reunions and friendships. She allowed herself to escape for a moment while her body was on autopilot. She couldn’t contain the trepidation she felt, but it wasn’t out of fear of things going bad, it was fear of it going well. That damn spell he cast on her back then still had its claws in her. It was buried deep within her, waiting to be unleashed again. It had a hold on her that no one else had since. Every touch since then was carefully guarded, measured against their predecessor. A feat that couldn’t be matched with intensity to this day. Their torrid affair had only lasted a little while and yet it was by which all others were evaluated.
She rounded the corner and scanned ahead, looking for what, she didn’t know. She closed her eyes and a flash of memory overwhelmed her senses. She was back home, in her bed. The duvet was entangled between her legs, stripes of colorful blue and skin as it wound its way around her naked body. Clearly she had been hot and sweaty the night before, but cold too. She felt the sheet stick to her soft body, hugging every curve like a suit. She rolled and caught a glimpse of piercing blue eyes fixated on hers. She should have been startled, but she wasn’t. It was…calming. He gingerly brushed a rogue curl away from her face and leaned closer and put his mouth on hers. She could still taste the night before on his tongue. She relaxed and eased her body into his. She could feel his body pulse in response to her accepting his kiss. He drew in a breath without releasing her from his grasp. If only it were that simple.
Her awareness of her surroundings jolted her back into her body and she was back in in her reality. She didn’t know how long she had been standing there in front of him. But there he was. That same smile, the same eyes that run a spear through your soul. He had aged like a fine wine, the kind you want to savor on your lips as it passes through. The kind you enjoy when nothing else can quench your thirst. The kind you only bring out at fancy parties when you really want to have a good time you won’t ever forget. He still oozed that mysterious sex appeal she remembered the first time they met. That charming debonaire style that sucked you in until you screamed for more. Goddamnit, what was it? There were no words for this. You think you know everything until time stands still.

How a girl who started with her first girl experience turned into group sex [Group]

So I recently found this subreddit, and have been indulging in everyones stories. Wow, is all I have to say. Really glad looking back that I have some stories that I can finally divulge without worrying as to who reads these.

Buckle up folks, this is a long one. For those that don’t want to read this, tldr at the bottom. For those just looking for the sexy time look for the ***********.

My first and only time I have ever been part of a group was a total surprise to me. This was about 15 years ago.

A little discription of everyone involved. At the time I was 25 year old. I am a straight man. I am a bigger guy standing at a solid 6′ tall and weighing in at a good 215 lbs. I am not in great shape, but working for several years in the construction trade doing hard manual labor, I don’t have a gut, but it’s not a 6 pack either. I have brown hair with a mustache and goatee, and a solid farmers tan from the days in the sun.

Church Sunday

Our church confession [M24] [F23].

I’m [M24] going to be honest, my longtime girlfriend Jess [F23] and I got into a little disagreement last night about her bring too vanilla in bed. We are both hard headed and sometimes believe too strongly in our convictions, so it’s fair to say that I deserved sleeping on the couch last night. With that being said…

I woke up this morning and immediately smelled my favorite pancakes coming from the kitchen. I quietly walk over to the kitchen and saw her making coffee in the white dress I bought her last week. I sneaked up behind her and give her a hug from behind, then whisper in her ear, “good morning love”. While still hugging her from behind, she responds, “Good morning honey”, then presses her round ass against me.
Then I whispered in her ear, “do you know why I bought you this dress”
Jess: “No why.”
Me: “Because it’s easy access.”
Jess: “Then we are on the same page, because I’m going commando.”
Me: “Fuck! Really?”
Right when I started grabbing the hem of her dress to check, she swated my hand.
Me: “What’s that for?”
Jess: “Remember last night?”
Me: “What about last night? Do you mean the argument?”
Jess: “Yes, remember you said that I’m too vanilla.”
Me: “Ahhh yeah.”
Jess: “Well I thought it over, and decided I could be a little more adventurous.”
Me: “Hell yeah, where do you want to start?”
Jess: “Well I wanted to try this new toy called Lush, I got it a month ago but never decided to open it until today.”
Me: “Okay, what kind of toy.”
Jess: “It’s a remote controlled vibrator, and I was thinking that I could wear it to church today.”

Rape Therapy [non-con] [mild knife play] [MF] [Anal]

Warning: non-con, mild knife play, anal

**Rape Therapy**

Dean looked at the pretty therapist tied up in the chair across him. East Asian, petite; she was wearing a cute summer top and a mini skirt; her dark shoulder-length hair was curled into waves. She looked vastly different from her usual professional, uptight self. Well, it was Friday after business hours after all. He seemed to have caught her at a good (or bad?) time when she came back to retrieve something from her office.

But what he liked the most was the look in her moon-shaped eyes. They were usually assertive, distant, and full of judgement, or pity—which he hated. Pity for him, because he was broken, according to these notes. Now that they had switched seats, with her delicate arms restrained to the chair arms, he could feel the change in the air. Her pretty eyes were fearful, vulnerable, powerless.

He looked back down to read her notes, catching words that jabbed at him like a hot knife. *Unstable. Volatile. Angry.*

“Dean, I think you know what you are doing is wrong.” She tried to sound steady and failed miserably.

Lasting Scars (MF Bondage, Public)

There’s a guy I used to see on a casual basis. It’s been like 8 years now, maybe? One of my favorite sexual encounters with him involves his Jeep, zip ties, a public settling- and almost getting caught- as well as a scar that I still have to this day.

So, this dude and I fucked around over the course of about 6 months. I’d leave work on my break to give and receive head in random parking lots, parks, down by the river. Stuff like that. I legit only had a half an hour to “enjoy myself” but fuck, was it ever exhilarating and liberating- to say the least. He mostly made me his submissive, but I did really enjoy switching up on him and making him my bitch out of the blue, so, there’s also that.?

My favorite encounter was one day after work when we went down to the river in his Jeep and parked right up to the water. We had this instant lust for each other whenever we were together so he was already hard and throbbing, and I was already wet and dripping. Soaking my panties right through my pants.

[MF] Kinky couple,rough fun in a car park ?

we hadn’t been dating long but we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. we had gone to the local shopping centre, we pulled up into the multistory car park and it was full,people everywhere, but we didn’t care,she wanted to taste me.

Her hands running over my cock over my jeans until I was rock hard,pulling it out she leaned over and slid her tongue from my balls to the tip,making me moan,trying to keep a straight face as people walked past the car.
gripping my cock tight,she sucked and licked my balls before taking my cock deep into her mouth, swallowing it all,forcing herself to keep it there.
My dominant side took over,and I soon had my hands gripping her hair,fucking her throat hard until I was dripping in her drool,but she didn’t stop,she loves it messy and just wanted my cum.
I kept pumping my cock hard into her wet mouth until I couldn’t hold it anymore and just thrusted deep,pumping my load deep into her throat as she choked on it. she came up with a smile,licking her lips clean.
we then went shopping ?

We couldn’t wait [MF]

Meeting someone through a lifestyle dating site makes things simple : if we meet, we know why. The outcome is never set in stone of course but intents are certainly not hidden. That’s how I met C. She was a plump little blonde a little older than I was (in her early-mid 30s) and we seemed to match. We talked a little on the phone and the mutual feeling was good. We set up a date for the next weekend and kept on talking/texting through a couple of days.

Then in the middle of the week, my phone rang late in the evening, around 10 pm. It was C. She had been busy that night, attending a meeting with friends.

– Say, I’m just leaving here and, well, I wondered if you’d feel like a little company tonight…

I was taken by surprise but didn’t need much time to accept. The fact that she didn’t want to wait was flattering and exciting. She was gonna come straight from her meeting place, on the spot.