---Kelly Carlson was a beautiful and vivacious 24-year-old first-grade teacher. She stood 5'7" tall with shoulder-length blonde hair and sparkling green eyes. She had a lovely smile, an infectious laugh, and was well-liked by students, colleagues, and parents alike. While she was slim and shapely, she was endowed with rather large breasts that were firm and sat high on her chest. Her nipples were large and pink, covering most of her breasts.She was often embarrassed because they were so sensitive that even the rubbing of a bra would make them grow hard, rendering them unmistakably visible through her clothing. In fact, they were so sensitive that sometimes just touching them would bring a tremor to her body. When very aroused, she had been known to climax from simply pinching them. In college, Kelly had done a lot of sexual experimentation. She loved sex and had decided early on that she didn’t need to seal her marital vows as a virgin. She had had several relationships with men,
FALLING FOR MY SON'S SÈXY TEACHER (2)As Stephanie entered the red brick building, a flood of memories surrounded her, evoking those childhood days when the most important thing in her life was who she would play with at recess. How life had changed, she thought as she glanced at the poster boards on the walls, filled with rules, regulations, pictures of kids, drawings, and future events.Her heels clicked loudly on the floor as she walked down the hallway, the sound echoing off the painted cinderblock walls. The school seemed deserted, and she briefly wondered if she had misread the date.She glanced at the first classroom door and saw numbers: 100, then 101, and 102. As she peeked into the rooms, she was pleased to see some teachers sitting at their desks, evidently waiting for parents to arrive. It seemed that with each room, the teacher appeared older than the last. Stephanie chuckled to herself, wondering if the room numbers corresponded to the teachers' ages.When she reached th
FALLING FOR MY SON'S SEXY TEACHER (3)Stephanie saw Kelly's bright eyes staring at her and found herself flustered again. "Uh... I... I like to be punctual.""Did you bring me an apple?"Suddenly, Stephanie's smile was genuine. "Uh, no, but I will next time."They laughed.Soon, the two were talking and sorting out lesson plans for the students. They found that they had a lot in common, from music to political persuasions and almost everything in between. Stephanie liked the fact that Kelly was easy to talk to and was soon revealing things about herself she would normally only share with a good friend.A few minutes later, the kids arrived, rushing into the room, laughing and squealing, pushing and shoving, like typical six-year-olds.When Stephanie saw Ben come into the room, she smiled at him. While he smiled back, he didn't otherwise acknowledge her. Even at his tender age, the peer pressure to be independent was apparent. She knew that his friends would tease him if he showed undu
Falling for my son's séxy teacher (4)Stephanie could hardly believe what was happening. Did Kelly just compliment her lips? Or was she imagining this? Warning bells went off in Stephanie's head, but the sound of blood rushing to her brain drowned them out.Stephanie closed her eyes and waited, holding her breath in anticipation of what she knew was coming. A moment later, she felt it—felt the lips of another woman on her own for the first time in her life. A soft moan escaped her mouth when Kelly pressed a little harder, spreading her soft lips across Stephanie’s. She almost swooned when she felt Kelly's tongue touch her lips. It ran back and forth, tickling her suddenly dry lips and leaving moisture behind. Then the tip moved to the center, wiggling gently but waiting patiently.It seemed like hours, but it was only seconds before, with a moan deep in her throat, Stephanie opened her mouth.Kelly turned her head to the side and pressed her tongue forward, opening her mouth wide. S
Falling for my son's séxy teacher (5)Stephanie became dizzy as she ran her eyes over Kelly. She couldn't believe that Kelly was exposing herself so blatantly. Or worse yet, that she was staring. She forced herself to look away. She knew the crotch of her shorts was getting wet.When she looked at Kelly again, she was staring directly into her fiery eyes. Her knees grew week. She thought that she might collapse.Kelly rescued her when she said, "Okay, let's get working."They began to do their Pilate's with Stephanie following Kelly's lead. At one point as they lay on their backs, Kelly said, "Steph, let me show you how your abdominal muscles should tighten when you do the breathing exercises."With that, Kelly touched Stephanie's stomach muscles, running her fingers up her soft skin, stopping a fraction of an inch below the pretty brunette's breasts. "Take a deep breath."It wasn't difficult for Stephanie to take a deep breath. Her lungs already felt starved for oxygen."Here is whe
Another moan came from Stephanie's mouth as her fingers found her already swollen and very wet sex pûssy lips.Kelly reached down and took one large breast in her hand. With gentle fingers, she began to knead it. She brought her lips to Stephanie's.They moaned as their lips pressed together. Their tongue began to duel for possession of each other's mouth. All resistance was now gone from Stephanie's body.Suddenly, the incredible stimulation of the younger woman's mouth, hand, and her own fingers, were too much for her. She felt Kelly's tongue push deep into her mouth as her hand squeezed her breast.Her hips lifted from the couch and her leg's spread apart. Her fingers moved rapidly between her pussy lips. It took only seconds before she felt a climax coming on."Mmmmm!!!" she gasped into Kelly's searching mouth as waves of pleasure rushed over her. Tremors shot up and down her body, making her shake all over.She thrashed wildly on the couch as her convulsions went on and on. She w
Falling for my son's séxy teacher (7)"Mmmmm," Kelly murmured as her hand slipped up and under the back of her skirt to caress Stephanie's bare ass cheeks. "No panties," she whispered as she pulled her lips from Stephanie's."We better... we better get back downstairs... David will wonder where we are.""One more kiss," Kelly said and pressed her lips to Stephanie's again, her mouth wide-open to accept Stephanie's tongue. The kiss quickly grew passionate.Finally, Stephanie had to wrench her lips from the younger girl. She held her at arms length. "Let's go downstairs," she whispered as she tried to catch her breath.Reluctantly, Kelly followed Stephanie downstairs.David was watching a basketball game when they entered the living room."Can we watch the movie now?" Stephanie asked."One minute left," David said."Wake Forest and North Carolina?""Yep. Two point game.""I went to Duke," Kelly said."North Carolina," David responded."We always got pumped up for the Wake Forest game,"
Falling for my son's séxy teacher (7)Stephanie couldn't believe that she was sitting on the sofa in her own house, kissing a woman. She always loved kissing, but nothing had ever turned her on like Kelly's lips. Suddenly, she imagined Kelly doing the same thing between her legs. A moan escaped her lips.As if Kelly had read her mind, she pulled away and whispered, "I want to kiss the lips between your legs.""No, Kelly," Stephanie whined. It was a weak protest and sounded like she couldn't control what was going to happen.Kelly didn't wait for an answer and reached under the afghan to push Stephanie's skirt to her waist."Kelly, we can't... David... he's...""He's asleep already." With that, Kelly slipped to the floor and onto her knees. She pulled the afghan from Stephanie's lap."Oh God," Kelly gasped as the woman's lower half was uncovered. Her vagina was swollen, and the sparse pubic hair was smeared with her copious juices from top to bottom.Stephanie's eyes were wide as she w
Brenda gets a tattoo and a cock (1)Brenda took another pull from her wine cooler, tipping the bottle back until the last drop slid down her throat. The sun was slipping lower, painting the sky with streaks of deep orange and pink over the ocean. It was her sixth bottle, and the warm buzz in her veins had melted away any lingering tension.Dan reached into the toss-away cooler beside them, pulled out another bottle, twisted the cap off, and handed it to her with a lazy grin."Are you trying to get me drunk?" Brenda teased, her voice playful as she tossed her thick, glossy black curls over her shoulder. Her deep brown eyes sparkled with amusement, her full lips curving into a smile that showcased a perfect set of gleaming white teeth.Dan chuckled, but his gaze dipped—inevitably—to her chest.The sight never failed to captivate him. Her skin was smooth, a rich, warm brown that glowed under the golden rays of the setting sun. Her breasts—full, round, and straining against the too-tight
Lesbian Confessions (2)Emily's freckled face was hot and red as our kiss broke. With a big, goofy smile on her face, she grabbed my hand and led me into her house. "Time for the tour!"I chuckled and followed her inside. She'd sent me pictures of her new place when she first moved in, but seeing it in person was totally different. It was a big enough apartment for a college student and very modern. The way she decorated was symbolic of her own crazy style—the living room was a huge plethora of Egyptian statuettes and memorabilia, with a big black and purple couch in the center of the floor facing a television stand.Strewn across the walls were zombie posters, a big rainbow flag, and sheets of paper with segments of poems, drawings, and stories, which could also be found in random piles around the couch, along with comic books and Egyptian history magazines.The whole house smelled of incense.I inhaled deeply. "What scent is that?""Aphrodisiac," Emily smiled. "It's my favorite."Ho
There are moments in life that change you forever—when you stop being who the world expects you to be and start becoming who you really are. For me, that moment was when I fell in love with a girl.My name is Maxine Louise Hollowell. I am eighteen years old, and I’m in love with a girl.Coming out of the closet was both the most terrifying and the most enlightening event of my life. For the longest time, I thought something was off with the way my brain worked. Every time I had a "boyfriend," I felt so... wrong. There’s no other way to explain it. I felt wrong.I moved around a lot throughout my school years—five times, between two schools: Greenfield and Mayview. I think it was in Greenfield during my seventh-grade year that I had my first crush on a girl. Her name was Sammi, and she had the most beautiful lips I’d ever seen. Her skin was naturally tan, her eyes were big and brown, her hair was black, and her body was voluptuous. I remember walking to lunch holding hands with her cou
My Sexy Cowgirl ties me up (2)She nodded with a smile. "I have some lube in the bedroom"I took the hint and placed my hands on her hips as we made our way into the room. I was fully ready to fuck her. Within minutes, I had applied the lube on my erect cóck and I was stroking it. She was still smiling as she laid on the bed and spread her legs wide before me. Her pussy glistened with wetness, and she licked her lower lip, eying me. "Ready to own this pussy, huh?" She cooed. I grinned, as I drew close to her and slowly thrust red my lubed fingers into her tight cunt. It was two at first, and I began to slowly twist and flick it, causing her to moan. This went on for a few minutes, and my fingers were fast becoming wet with her juices. Before she knew what was happening, I stopped and grabbed my throbbing cóck. Then, I pressed its head against her entrance. "Don't tease me, please" She begged. "Fuck me already!"She didn't have to ask twice because I was already thrusting my way
"I wish you were here," I murmured into the phone, gripping my bag tighter.Valerie’s soft sigh crackled through the speaker. "Me too."But she wasn’t. And as I ended the call and slipped my phone into my pocket, the weight of that absence settled in. It was Thursday. Just one more class stood between me and the weekend in town—a weekend I wanted to start with her beside me.Mornings with Valerie were the best; watching her ride me, with her tits bouncing as she rode my dick. It was just like she was sprinting down the track, but she was topless...and the view was breathtaking.Then my thoughts strayed to how she tasted, and my mind took me to that moment where I could taste her and feel her warmth on my tongue.Reality struck, though—I had to present my design to the class that morning, and time was running out. It came down to either grabbing breakfast or taking care of the problem myself.The latter was my only choice because there was no way I was walking into the cafeteria with a
A Young Man enjoys fûcking older women (4)"Are you going to fuck Mommy, or what?" I demanded."Oh, I'm going to fuck you all right," he said, as he placed his hands firmly on my hips and began rogering me in earnest.I hadn't had a dick this big inside me since college, and I'd almost forgotten how good being fucked by a big cock could feel. My husband used to make me come back when I was married, although more times than not it was with his tongue, but this time, I could already feel an orgasm rising after just a few deep thrusts.I moaned after just over a minute of being fucked by my son, "Oh, yes, baby, give it to Mommy... give me all that dick.""Do you like it hard?" he asked. He was slamming into me now, his body colliding into mine with each stroke."I love it hard, son," I moaned. "Now fuck Mommy good! Fuck me just like you fuck all your other sluts!""You're volunteering to be my slut? To join my stable?" he asked, not slowing down at all in his relentless attack on my feve
A Young Man enjoys fûcking older women (3)He slid his dick back into my mouth, and I resumed bobbing like the cock-hungry slut I was becoming again, trying to ignore that he was my son, and to focus instead on his huge cock in my mouth.He answered, "She said that once you saw my cock now that I'm grown, it would only be a matter of time before you had to surrender to it."As I bobbed, my desire to give him a blow job consumed me. I couldn't help but think that was exactly something my sister would have said about me, and what I would have said about her, if I was being totally frank with myself."She also told me I could very easily have my own personal live-in Mommy pet," he added, his hands grasping both sides of my head.Those words were so shameful, yet... all I wanted was his cock in my mouth, and soon inside my long-neglected pussy."Do you want to become my Mommy pet?" he asked, pulling out of my mouth."What's gotten into you?" I asked, avoiding the question, and looking up
A Young Man enjoys Fûcking Older Women (2)"What are you sorry about?" I asked. "Having sex with almost every single one of my friends? For having sex in my house when I'm not home? For supplying women with opportunities to break their marriage vows?""Actually... just for you finding out," he admitted."Excuse me?" I asked, getting more pissed. ."They're the ones choosing to break their marriage vows, and that's entirely their choice," he shrugged, obviously not thinking it was a big deal to fuck married women. "That's a very self-centered way to look at it," I said, yet again sneaking a peek at his cock. God, why couldn't I stop staring at his crotch?"I don't go around seducing them, they come to me," he justified. "At least they do the first time, but then they're on my list.""That's a very self-centered way to look at it," I said, yet again sneaking a peek at his cock.God, why couldn't I stop staring at his crotch?"I don't go around seducing them, they come and proposition
It was Monday, April 1, 2025. I was working late and it was fast approaching evening when my son, Henry texted me:What time will you be getting home tonight?I looked up at the huge pile of work that still cluttered my desk, sighed, and responded: Likely a couple more hours. I'll order pizza for us before I head out.He responded: Sounds great. Love you.It was sweet that my eighteen-year-old son always texted 'love you' at the end of our conversations.I texted a response: Love you too.Then, I returned to my paperwork. Not even a minute later, I received another text from my son, this one was very different.It read: Need cock?My eyes went wide... especially when I saw the attached picture of his cock—his impressive and erect cock! It was about seven inches long, and thick.I didn't know what on earth to do. I assumed my son had intended to send this inappropriate pic to some girl. But with that said, who the hell would he text those blunt two words to? And that pic?Nobody that I