A Story By: Peterexperienced The Son: It was in the sixties. I was just starting in high school and had learned about jacking off just as summer was almost over. Fortunately my parents both worked fairly late and I could be naked and flip through my one copy of Penthouse. I had just cum for the third time one afternoon when I was lying on my bed, jizz on my belly and reading Penthouse Forum. There was part of the forum that talked about the delicious smell of pussy. The article mentioned that men sometimes would look in the dirty clothes for panties that had been worn recently. Immediately electrified by that I decided to get up and check in the dirty clothes hamper in my parents bedroom. I walked naked, my chest covered with jizz and a hard cock again as I walked down the hall and into their bedroom. My heart was pounding and my hands were jittery as I took the lid up on the hamper and immediately found a pair of black panties. I looked for what the article had called the 'gusset'. My jaw dropped when I saw there was a white smear there. I lifted the panties to my face and instantly was hooked on the smell of pussy…and sniffing panties. I walked back to my room, locked my door and lay back on the bed. I could see my Mother's face looking down at me in my reverie. I inhaled deeply and slowly stroked my cock. I imagined her pussy against that material, wondering if she was really hairy or if maybe she removed her hair. I had read about that in an earlier Forum article. I had …
Boy
Mom helps out
I guess, it all started the day my mother was sitting at the kitchen-table, wearing nothing but her bathrobe. She was sitting side-on to the table, had her legs crossed, and was showing most of one thigh. I had never thought of mom as a "woman" before, but now I felt hot and my pecker got instantly hard. Mom looked up, and I quickly opened the fridge, pretending to look for something. I found a bottle of juice, but had a slight problem now. My pecker had made a noticeable bulge in my shorts and I knew, mom couldn't help but notice if I turned around. So I took a swig from the juice, quickly returned the bottle, closed the door, and sort of sidled out of the room. "Must you drink from the bottle!?" Mom sounded annoyed. I just mumbled something unintelligible, and rushed upstairs to my room, where I threw myself on the bed, closed my eyes and wallowed in the image of mom's luscious thigh. Before long, I had my pecker out and was jerking off, while imagining my hands caressing mom's thigh. All too soon I came, but felt no relief. I just could not stop thinking about mom………. Five (frustrating) days later, my parents were getting ready to go out. Dad was already downstairs waiting, but mom was still sitting in front of her dresser, getting ready. I stood in the doorway and drank my fill. Tight jumper, white woollen skirt, nylons and gold, strappy heels. She had her legs crossed again and her skirt had ridden up, so I could see the top of her nylons, and maybe an inch of …
The Laxbro
The halls of Jesse’s high school echoed with the raucous laughter of students and the idle chatter of teachers. It was the first day back from winter break, and everyone was catching up with each other and pretending to care about what each other said. The new year was seen in with bragging about vacations and christmas gifts. It was standard social protocol. But alas, Jesse had nothing worth bragging about, and no one to brag to. His despotic parents confiscated his bedsheets and laptop just last week, and now he spent every night cold, shivering, and bored. “If only I had some hunk to cuddle at night,” mumbled Jesse to himself, a single tear running from the corner of his eye. “He could keep me warm and occupied, and pound my tight boipussy incessantly.” Heaving a sigh, Jesse ventured to his locker. The fantasy would never come true. The hot little slice of 9th-grade man-meat he had his eye on earlier spurned his affections, and now his love life was looking awfully bleak. “>tfw no bf,” he mumbled, a stone forming in his throat. However, Jesse was too absorbed in his own loneliness to notice the new figure pushing its way through the throngs of students. The figure was a tall, bulky lad, several inches proud of six feet. Eyes like sapphires glinted from under a neat mop of mahogany hair and took in the world with a playful gaze. He carried a stack of textbooks under his left arm and an athletic bag over his right shoulder. His blue letterman jacket concealed his titanic …
MRS.LAMAR-TEACHER
…I’m Jason. I was only half listing to my girlfriend Trina talk about her big crush on the schools male drama teacher, Mr. Miller. I was more interested in feeling her nice tits as I had my hand under her T-shirt and feeling them. I was getting her hot and the hotter she got, the more she talked about her big crush. I decided to mess with her. …..“Have you ever thought about what his cock feels like?…what it would be like if he made a move on you?…kissing you and feeling you up?” She giggled all embarrassed and said: “Well…I guess I have…. a little. “ I said: “ You can fantasize all you want, so dream on Trina.” She giggled and we began laying down on her bed. After getting her pants down, we started in fucking. I said: “Just imagine I’m Mr. Miller and I’m madly in love with you and have to have sex with you…” She closed her eyes and moaned softly…. “Ok…take me Mr. Miller…I know how bad you want me…fuck me now..” ….. She had a big climax as we peaked our fucking. Later I said: “You naughty girl, you were fantasizing that I was Mr. Miller and he was having hot sex with you, you can’t fuck a teacher!” We both laughed, but I kept laughing for a long time because she knew nothing about what was happening to me…..at this very point in time. (Trina thought…) We’ll see about that ‘Can’t fuck a teacher’ stuff. Next year I’ll be out of high school and he won’t be a teacher to me anymore. No rules say he can’t have sex with an ‘ex’ student. Right now nobody knows it but we’ve already …
Seans Story: Chapter 2
Sean’s Story Chapter 2: First and Last Casey and I hadn’t talked about our kiss again since that day. We had decided it was better to just pretend it never happened and move on. The school year ended a couple weeks after Casey and I shared our one kiss. It was summer and that meant that we were finished with middle school. Starting in August we would be high school freshmen and would be in a whole new world. I was finally able to enjoy myself for a couple months and not focus on school. I’d heard about the book Ender’s Game for a couple years and had put it on my to-read list. I had just started the second chapter when Casey called me. A girl in our year, Sarah, was having an end of year party to celebrate our matriculation from middle school. She’d called Casey and told him to spread the word among the guys. Everyone, even me, was invited. Officially she was having a pool party while her parents were gone. Unofficially the idea was to go over to her house with the promise of alcohol. My first party with alcohol involved. I just knew that this was going to end up somewhere between shit-show and amazing. I wasn’t sure which way it would end up. That really didn’t worry me though. A fun night was a fun night regardless of how it ended up. But I’d never been drunk. How would I handle myself around a bunch of people if I ended up getting drunk? What would I do? How would I act? Would I hit on people? As usual, it was Casey who came to my rescue. He reassured me that drunk …
TOUCH ME
….Our mom was so cool, she was the best in my sisters and my mind. Dad only came home every 3 months due to his sea job. The ship had girls ‘provided’ for the men which mom knew about. Sis and I provided for mom’s lack of affection and loneliness. It first started one evening when we saw mom just staring out he living room window. She didn’t see us watching her. She was smiling and rubbing her tits slightly. My sister Megan whispered to me: (“Mom’ thinking about something sexy I think.”) We smiled and I agreed. I said: (“I love to see her get horny like that. She gets no sex and I bet she’s thinking about it. Let’s go and tickle her and make her more horny.”) Megan said: (“ Chuck, that’s cruel….but maybe she’d like it. Let’s go.”) We snuck up behind her and hugged her. We all giggled and Megan and I started in on her. We started tickling her as she giggled. We let our hand graze her tits and felt her legs and stomach Megan said: “Thinking about that guy in high school you were so hot for?” “Yeah mom, you’ve told us before how hot he was and how he would try and feel you up.” I said. Mom was very warm to our touch and now a pink face from our guessing what she was thinking bout, and feeling herself a little. She put her arms around us and hugged us real tight. Mom was built great and she had no bra on. She had tight shorts and pulled us in and we all kinda wiggled together. “Tell us more about the guy mom, give us some ’details’ , we wanna know.” Megan said. “So, my two …
LISTEN…DO YOU HEAR THAT?
(“Listen.)…he said…I got a sexual charge in my pussy….because of the risk that I was taking, the chance of getting caught doing it and the ultimate thrill I was having at the moment. This caused my heart to pound so hard…I even felt it in my tits. I put my hand to my mouth to quiet the gasp for air I had to have. My hand froze in place, as I dare not move while my son and I listened to identify the sounds. ….Let me say that I don’t have anything against my husband. He’s older and is a little set in his ’ways’. I understand that….but…a woman has needs that come up and I had opportunity to fulfill one. I had never jacked off a man and I wanted to. More things came up that my husband just ’didn’t do’. He was a good man, but I had a chance to go for a sexual thrill I only dreamed about. Standard sex was as far as it went with him and….I wanted more. ——– Mike…. …..I guess it first started by accident. I had a bad case of sore full balls…or ’blue balls’, or ’stone ache’ as it is sometimes called. My first real girlfriend and I couldn’t have sex. I had met Jill and we had to sneak around and make out, kissing and a little feeling only, because of her dad. It was summer and her bedroom window was always open, but with a drape over it. Her computer was right next to the window and a quick move of the drape and there I was. We kissed and each night we did a little more. About 10pm, her folks went to bed, and they played soft music all night while they slept. …By 10 she would …
Foster Family Chapter 5
Next chapter. Please enjoy. Comments and feedback greatly appreciated _____________________________________________________________________________________________ I do not endorse or condone underage sex or teen pregnancy. This is a story meant for adults if it is illegal. please leave _____________________________________________________________________________________________ Characters as they are now: Sean – 15 – Discovered masturbation, taught it to Kyle. Discovered he was gay when he discovered masturbation. Kissed twin brother Kyle in his grievance over adopted mother Mara dying Kyle – 15 – Sean's twin brother. Was worried about being moved to a new family after adopted mother, Mara died. Kissed Sean as a result of Sean kissing him. Alec – 30 – Adopted father to the twins Sean and Kyle. Lusting after the twins but biding his time to have them. _____________________________________________________________________________________________ Chapter 5 The next morning, Sean woke with a start. He’d been having a nightmare, as he had a few nights previously, about being put back into the fostering system and being separated from Kyle. He was breathing heavily for a few moments before he realised that Kyle’s arm was draped over him. He rolled onto his side, facing Kyle and studied his face for a while. He lay there a while gazing at his brother’s face lost in his own thoughts, he was thinking about all the times that Kyle had been there for him, picked him up when he was down, …
A Cousins Reunion 4
I cleaned up from dealing with the fish, tossing my artificial bait over the side and out of the way before stowing the landing net. I stood up and looked around to see where the wind had pushed us, realizing that we had been blown almost into the little bay that the creek bed originated from. I sat back down on the stern to fire the engine, looking back to see that she had adjusted her top back over her exposed nipple. Part of me wondered if she left it exposed on purpose. I dropped the boat into gear to back it off the mudflat that I knew I had to be sitting on, since the boat wasn't moving any longer, only to churn up mud. "Aww crap." I muttered as I tried to find a position for the engine that it would back the boat off the bottom. I knew that he creek channel was only a few feet away, but with the soft bottom holding the boat in place it didn't seem like there was any way I was getting off of it. I dug out a paddle and pushed on the bottom, sinking it two feet deep into the silty mud. "I think we're stuck!" I said with a laugh. "that sucks." "Yeah." She said stepping over to me. "Let me push and you can try to back us out." I handed her the paddle and let her push on the bottom while I revved the small engine, trying to get enough thrust to pull us off, but the boat seemed stuck. "So now what?" Julie asked, standing there looking at me. "Now I get wet." I answered. The water under the keel was only about two feet deep, but with the softness of the bottom there was no …
LUST OF A MOTHER
__I better explain. I was the guy who had the hot sexy mom. I’m Eric. I was use to all my buddy’s all making comments about wanting to fuck her. Dad took off with another woman and that’s when the fun began. When the word got out, guys from her work and all around started hitting on her. Mom was smart and could handle it. I didn’t know she had some hidden desires of her own she quietly went after. We were close, but she never told me about what she really wanted sex wise. Two of my buddies lived next door. They were country boys and I called them ‘donkey 1’ and ‘donkey 2’ I called them the ‘donkey brothers’. They openly talked about who was going to fuck my mom first, now that my dad was gone. I just laughed and told them my mom had tons of guys to pick from. “Dream on you guys.” I told them. They ignored me and lusted for my mom. I told mom that 1 and 2 were lusting for her. We laughed…but she said they were cute. I said: “Mom, they’re the two dumbest guys in school.” She said: “I don’t care about that, I still think they’re cute.” My secret thoughts were if anybody was going to have sex with my mom, it was going to be….me. Mom…. …of course the compliments were always nice, but I had a hidden weakness. (I liked young teenage boys.) I had never made a move on Eric when his dad was here, but it was very hard not to. Now the whole picture had changed, and I was getting horny every time I thought about or saw Eric…and his teen friends got me hot too. Now I was free to pursue …
SHHHH..HELL HEAR US
___I was very young when it all started. I’m Jan. I had a growing figure and my tits were now full and perky. I was happy with my body, and boys liked it too. (…and…well let’s just say some girls did too.) I had let my reddish brown hair grow long. It went to my waist. Boys liked to play with it and I got attention from it. My brother Chuck, loves to try to feel me up, once and while….well…..let’s just say sometimes…. (I would let him!) He had the bedroom next to mine. I would hear him sometimes when he had his girlfriends over, and mom or dad was not home. The sounds made me wet. I discovered if I opened my sliding closet door quietly, I could hear real good. That’s when I discovered the secret panel. I saw a trickle of light around it. Someone had put in a pass thru sliding panel in that closet. I came home from school one day and no one was home. I went to my closet and slid open the panel. It opened into my brothers bedroom. It was narrow but just enough for a person to pass thru. I looked and you could see my brothers bed perfect. I thought, wow, and all the things I could see now. I stepped thru and I was in my brothers bedroom. The pass way was at one end of a bookshelf and my brother only kept some shoes on the floor there. No wonder I could hear so well. The panel was very thin. I went back into my room and closed the panel, which was silent when it slid closed. I checked when I had it open just a crack. I could see just about everything in his room. I got …
A Computer Geeks Personal Zombie Apocalypse (Part 1)
link with pictures and movie of her: http://gotlinks.co/5gFF While I have always loved zombie movies or zombie stories in general. I didn’t think they were very realistic. Don’t get me wrong I certainly thought it was possible a widespread viral epidemic could rapidly spread through the population causing people to flail around mindlessly like zombies spreading the virus in the final stage of their disease, but they would still be alive and they could be killed. However, once these people died they would rot and decay some sort of unknown virus couldn’t change that. But even if you were to presume some sort of virus that reanimated a corpse were possible eventually the corpse would rot and stiffen so the zombie would literally fall apart or their joints would become so stiff they wouldn’t be able to move. In such a Zombie Apocalypse all one would have to do is lock themselves up for a few weeks and wait for the Zombies to literally fall apart. Since I thought this worst case scenario was very likely impossible I never gave much thought to the possibility of a real Zombie Apocalypse. As such I was totally unprepared for when the real Zombie Apocalypse started. I was a typical 20 year old college sophomore still living in the dorm when my 19 year old female neighbor from across the hall came knocking on my door at 2:00 AM one night. I knew it was Kinzie because I looked though the peephole. I just thought she wanted to borrow something or was drunk and knocking on the wrong …
TEMPTING TEACHER
. …. It all started with my classroom. It had to the side a conference room used in the past for something. I used it to have private conversations with some students with special problems. …A good looking guy student named Pete, had some personal problem he wanted to talk about. I took him in the conference room which had no windows. We sat down to talk. It seems that he had a big crush on me and kept getting erections in class to his embarrassment. He scooted his chair up close to me. I, without showing it, got aroused by him. …He could sense it and got closer to me. My heavy breathing gave me away. I couldn’t resist as he leaned in and kissed me. Tingles shot thru my pussy as I shivered a little. He had this huge erection in his pants. He complained he needed to cum so bad it was hurting him. I stood up panting for breath as he stood up too. ….I don’t know what made me do it but I just unzipped his pants as his sad puppy dog eyes began to get excited. I reached in and took his erection out. It was so big and warm, I just started stroking it. He quick took out his handkerchief and held it over the end. I was so wet by now I could feel the wet in my panties. It felt wonderful to be this aroused. It didn’t take many strokes and he shot cum and filled 1/2 the handkerchief. ….I orgasmed when he did. He bucked and jolted his cum shot as my knees went a little weak. “Oh my god…thank you Miss. D, that was so beautiful, no one will ever know this took place, I promise …your so …
Foster Family Chapters 3 and 4
Hey guys, here's the next part. Comments and feedback are greatly appreciated 🙂 ________________________________________________________ So the characters so far are: Sean – 14 – Foster child of Alec and Mara, twin brother of Kyle. Discovered masturbation and taught Kyle Kyle – 14 – Foster child of Alec and Mara, twin brother of Sean. Was shown how to masturbate by Sean Alec – 30 – Husband of Mara, foster father of Sean and Kyle. Heard Sean teaching Kyle to masturbate Mara – 28 – Wife of Alec, foster father of Sean and Kyle. Fostered the boys after trying many times, and failing. ________________________________________________________ Chapter 3 Alec was incredibly turned on. The boys were discovering themselves and he decided he had to get in on the action somehow…but not yet. He had to bide his time, for quite a while it seemed. He would wait till they were adopted before he tried. That night when Mara got home from her shift at the hospital, Alec just about pounced on her. “Whoa honey! What’s gotten into you?” Mara asked as Alec kissed down her neck “I’m just really hot for you right now babe” Alec started undoing her jacket quickly. Not in the mood for foreplay, he quickly stripped her naked and pushed her down onto the bed. Quickly shucking his robe, he climbed on top of her, feeling her firm breasts against his own chest. He was wildly making out with her, running his hands along her body, focusing on her breasts. Knowing what Mara liked, Alec lightly lifted …
BROTHERS PICTURES
Glenda…… ___My computer locked up on me so I was stuck until I could get it figured out. I just needed to reply to a message from my boyfriend. I was home alone, so I figured I would just go to my brothers computer and send it. I went in his bedroom and he had gone outside quick to talk to some friends. The monitor was off, but when I turned it on……omg…there was his cell phone picture file staring me in the face. Oh I knew he was sneaky like guys are, but I never expected this. Guys like to look at girls, up a short skirt, coming out of a shower and any other ‘sneak peek’ they can get. We girls know this and it makes us feel good that they want to see our bodies. We do temp them with our clothes, short skirts, low cut tops, not wearing a bra to show our nipples….but having our picture taken without our knowledge is going a little far… sometimes. Of course it depends on who’s taking the pictures. Brothers are kind of ’iffy’ in a way, but we even just ’act’ like we don’t like it when they take a picture of us half naked. Some girls yell: “Mom, Dad, he’s trying to take pictures of me half naked.” In my family my mom and dad would only laugh at me….so I never bothered ratting him out….but now, this was different….. This was no cell phone camera, it was a spy camera. My brother was a pervert voyeur!…not that I wasn’t ‘a little’ myself. The picture I was looking at was taken from the top of our stairs. There was a mirror in our living room and you could see two people in a dark …
Teaching the neighbors
“Thanks again for coming by Daniel” Alex’s mother said. “Anytime” I replied. “We’ll be back around 11. We’ll call if anything comes up” “Have a good evening!” I closed the door behind Alex’s parents. I slipped by sandals off and walked downstairs. Alex was sitting on the couch shirtless, playing the new Assassins Creed game. He turned as I walked over and sat next to him. “Hey Dan” “Dude. How’s the new game?” “It’s awesome. Now that you’re here, we can finally play multiplayer”. I grabbed another controller, and sure enough it was a great game. Some background I’m Daniel. 17 years old, 5 foot 10, about 140 pounds and my cock is about 6 ½ thick inches. I’m more skinny than not, but I keep myself in shape and eat plenty. I have short blonde hair and a clean body everywhere else. I live in a middle-sized city south of Denver, Colorado. Alex is one of my neighbors. Our houses are nearby, but not too close. Behind Alex's house is a pond and a thick grove of trees, which allows for a good deal of privacy both in and outside the house. He is the middle child in his family; he is 13, his older sister Sophie is 16, and his younger brother Mark is 10. Alex is about 5 foot 3 and about 110 pounds and has short brown hair. Sophie is about 5 foot 6 and about 140 pounds with long brown hair, and Mark is a younger version of Alex, about 4 foot 10 and about 95 pounds. On to the situation. It’s the middle of May, and school just got out. The weather is beginning to turn to summer, with …
The Vice Principal
It was english class, the third period on Monday morning. We were studying grammar, the difference between "there" and "their", and other boring and pedantic things. Year 11 had started off well, but by half way through the term I was getting bored and struggling to pay attention. Being 16, I couldn't really see the point of going to school – it was boring, there were lots of rules, and the days seemed to stretch out endlessly. It was the middle of winter, which only seemed to add to the feeling of claustrophobia that I was developing. English was not the worst class, however, because I had a crush on the teacher, Ms Antonidis. She was white, in her mid thirties, with her hair in a short bob. She wore slim fitting black jeans most of the time, and was pretty. She was a friendly teacher who was able to joke with the students, which was a refreshing change. This crush had developed over the semester, initially I had not really noticed her in that way. But gradually, week by week, I had become more and more interested in her, until now I lusted for her. English class was a mixture of day dreaming, staring out the window, and gazing at Ms Antonidis as she walked up and down the front of the class, explaining this or that. The back pockets of her black jeans clung to her small but nicely shaped ass, an ass which I had fantasized about many times. She would smile radiantly, confidently, it would send a shiver up down my spine. I always imagined that she would one day keep me …
Innocence Taken Parts 1-3
This is a complete work of fiction. If any of the the themes bother you, please do not read. All characters are made up and not based on real people. This is a rewrite and edit of my first three stories, compiled into one location. The first time I wrote these stories I ended them here. This time I want to continue the depravity and hopefully help you to achieve some good orgasms. So without further ado, let's begin. ———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————- It all started while driving home one night through the small farming community. I lived alone and pretty much stuck to the company of myself. I saw the three brothers biking in the dark most likely heading home. It was summer and they were only wearing bathing suits. I pulled over and offered them a ride home in my truck. They were young, the oldest was 14 years old, the second was 12 and the youngest was 11 years old. It had just started to rain so they gladly accepted, threw their bikes in the back of my pickup and piled in the cab. The oldest said "thanks mister"; he wouldn't be thanking me for long. I locked the door and sped off. I pulled out my gun and pointed at the 12 year old sitting next to me. I said "you boys are going to do what I say or I'll blow your head off." They looked at my horrified, their wet bodies starting to tremble, the oldest piped up and said …
MOMS LUST FOR TEENS
__When I was very young, I ask mom if she wanted to take a walk, I had no idea what was about to happen. I remember it was a Saturday afternoon and as a young boy, mom and I were both kind of bored that afternoon. We had a big woods next to our house and someone had built a hidden shack way back in the tall bushes. It was abandon a long time ago, and very well hidden. I found it purely by accident. I was scouting around looking for a hidden place to bring girls, or bring pictures of girls and wank. I whispered to mom: (“…would you like to take a walk in the woods?”) I did this on purpose to watch her get all excited. Mom ‘extremely’ loved the woods and I didn’t understand why back then. I watched her face light up and smile as she thought. She didn’t answer right away but just stared out the window at the woods, grinning. She seemed to be lost in thought. Soon she turned to me and whispered back: (“…yes!, let me go change.”) I had noticed that she wore the same outfit whenever she went to the woods. A long full length old western style white dress. It had a top which she pulled down on her shoulders. Not hiking attire at all. I looked her over real good this time. She had taken her bra off and I could see no panty line at all. I think she was naked under that dress. She had let her long hair down, damn she looked hot. I wondered what that was all about, but I didn’t mind, mom had a hot figure and great cleavage. Her full tits bulged out at the top to my visual delight. She …
Watching my neighbours
I rarely use my back bedroom, it's just a storage room really and I have to clear it out if anyoe does come to stay, which is not very often I am pleased to say. I live on my own, work from home as a freelance writer and lead a fairly reclusive life. I like my own company and doing my own thing. My house is at the end of a cul-de-sac, only 2 houses right at the end, the back looking out over open fields. I like the quiet. Next door lives lone parent Jack and his children, Molly 9 and Jacob (always called Jay) who is 11. I had popped into the back bedroom to get some papers for a story I was working on. My office is downstairs in the back of the lounge but I keep some records and details files in the spare room. Hearing the kids playing in the garden next door I glanced out of the window. They were splashing around in a paddling pool, both in their swimming gear. They were good kids and I never minded them playng even if they did get a bit noisy sometimes. Kids have to be kids right? I watched them for a few minutes as they climbed out of the pool and sort of shook themselves off. They looked at each other and giggled, I couldn't hear what they said, then headed off for the summerhouse in the garden. Going inside they closed the door but the walls were mainly glass. They peeled off their swimsuits as I watched, fascinated by their young bodies. As I said there was only the 2 houses here so why should they think anyone was watching? The girl reached out and started stroking …
Mommys Love Denied 2
Mommy's Love Denied By Mathew Elizabeth Chapter Two I woke up in my bedroom to the sound of buzzing water outside. It was 7:30 in the morning and my mother was taking a shower. Perhaps she had forgotten about my comment yesterday and will walk around naked like she always does. I felt awful for making her feel ashamed of her nudity. She was a beautiful woman who deserved to feel free and show off her body in her own home. I slowly walked out of my bedroom towards the kitchen where I would serve myself some cereal. While I unloaded the remains of the cardboard box into the bowl; I heard the water buzzing from the bathroom stop. Please be naked mommy, I thought desperate! Please don't take any notice of my stupid comment yesterday! Mother walked into the kitchen with a large pink silk gown around her. The gown did look nice, but it covered every inch of her wonderful body. It flowed out and dragged along the floor. I couldn't see any shape. The shape of her tits, the shape of her hips and most of all the shape of her gigantic ass was gone. I was so disappointed. The harsh reality of my stupid comment yesterday felt even more real. "Good morning," She said as sweet as ever. "Good morning mommy," I said respectfully to my mommy-goddess. "Did you sleep well?" She said as she kissed me on the forehead. "Yeah," I lied. That masturbation horror-fantasy I conjured up last night mostly kept me awake in worry and stress. My mother and I didn't say much. I didn't bother commenting on …
NEVER A TEACHER
…I’m Jason. I was only half listing to my girlfriend Trina talk about her big crush on the schools male drama teacher, Mr. Miller. I was more interested in feeling her nice tits as I had my hand under her T-shirt and feeling them. I was getting her hot and the hotter she got, the more she talked about her big crush. I decided to mess with her. …..“Have you ever thought about what his cock feels like?…what it would be like if he made a move on you?…kissing you and feeling you up?” She giggled all embarrassed and said: “Well…I guess I have…. a little. “ I said: “You CAN’T fuck a teacher! You can fantasize all you want, so dream on Trina.” She giggled and we began laying down on her bed. After getting her pants down, we started in fucking. I said: “Just imagine I’m Mr. Miller and I’m madly in love with you and have to have sex with you…” She closed her eyes and moaned softly…. “Ok…take me Mr. Miller…I know how bad you want me…fuck me now..” ….. She had a big climax as we peaked our fucking. Later I said: “You naughty girl, you were fantasizing that I was Mr. Miller and he was having hot sex with you, you can’t fuck a teacher!” We both laughed, but I kept laughing for a long time because she knew nothing about what was happening to me…..at this very point in time. (Trina thought…) We’ll see about that ‘Can’t fuck a teacher’ stuff. Next year I’ll be out of high school and he won’t be a teacher to me anymore. No rules say he can’t have sex with an ‘ex’ student. Right now nobody …
My Gay Sex Life: Chapter I
Me and Ben have been at the same school since year 7 and were instantly best friends, we live in an outback Australian town and there's not much to do other than go to School and hang out at people's houses. We went to different primary schools but as soon as we met we could tell we were meant to be best friends. Until about Year 10, we were just 2 normal guys that were best friends, I am gay and had a huge crush on Ben but was in the closet so no one knew and for all I knew he was straight. Ben was always that guy who all the girls went for and he had so many girls wanting to be his girlfriend but he never had one, I was assuming that he just never met anyone that was good enough for him, that turned out not to be true. The only class Ben and I had together was woodwork, so that was obviously my favourite part of the day. We worked at the same bench and would just talk about random things, you know, normal teen guy things, today was Friday so we decided that I would come over to his house that night and stay until Sunday. I was really excited as always and every time I went to his house I prepared by shaving, packing lube and condoms and clean out my ass just in case, never expecting anything to happen. But that night his parents were out at a conference in Sydney and weren't gonna be home until Sunday afternoon, so we had the whole house to ourselves. When I arrived he just yelled "The Door's Open, Come In" I went to his lounge room and he was laying on the King sized …
3 men 1 boy (part two)
Hi guys part 2 after a while, if u haven’t read part 1 please read it first, it will make a whole lot more sense. I was lying on my stomach naked as the day I was born, my tiny pecker was straining and throbbing on the soft carpet of my school principals office. I was laying there my arms over my head, fingers touching, on my tummy with my legs slightly spread apart. As the eyes of my principal were watching and while Mr Martin was stroking himself I could feel a really rough moist warm object licking the back of my neck, it wasn’t a gentle it was a rough type of licking, not like the sensual licking of the Principal that I just experienced before. This was a hungry Janitor, I could smell some of the chemicals from his clothes and a musty smell coming from him, it wasn’t unpleasant, but the licking sure didn’t feel good. However as he licked with with so much force each time my body would also move up and down with the force of his tongue and my pecker would rub against the carpet, that felt good. “Robert, clean his back and his sexy ass” said the principal to the Janitor, it was the first time I heard the naked principal use profanity. At his command the Janitor started to lick lower reaching my back, as he worked his way down his licking became softer and slower, and I started to like it more and more. As he got to my bum crack I started to get goosebumps and that precum leakage started to happen again. I sighed in pleasure as the janitors filthy hands grabbed my ass cheeks …