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Introduction: She was the coolest gym teacher ever and on this day i found out how hot she could be. I was just 16. Crazy, horny, and a sexual addict to a certain extent. Earlier the same year during the summer i had fucked my preachers wife, which you can also read about on here. Once i got back to school i had been with about three girls. It was a few days after halloween which was an amazing weekend. I was at school in my last period of the day. We were basically just waiting for the bell to...
The quarter ended to the school year, that meant I was no longer in gym class. The last day of gym I made sure I fucked my gym teacher very well because I knew I wouldn't be able to see him much more. But that was okay because without him knowing I was admiring my math teacher. I was switched into that class about a week ago. He's about 32 years old, has a shaved head, clean cut beard, brown eyes, and beautiful smile. When he smiled it was like the world lit up. I always loved math, but this...
TabooOne day I was changing in the locker room and I was naked as I had just had a shower. I was toweling off with my back to the entrance of the locker room, I then turned around to grab my underwear when I saw her, my gym teacher. She was simply standing there, staring at my naked body. Before I continue let me describe my self and my teacher. She is 5'6", she's got a skinny athletic body, 34d tits, the best legs and ass I have ever seen, and an amazingly beautiful face. I am 5'8", muscular, with...
Erotic FictionThe bell rang and everyone left. I asked my gym teacher Mrs. Garcia if i could hang around. She said sure because she had to stay after school everyday to do grades and work on the upcoming dance. She was the absolute hottest teacher i had ever had. She was 29 years old and looked amazing. She always wore short shorts that showed off her luscious thick ass. Her boob's were a very large B. A perfect mouth full. She had a typical latin skin tone. Dark but not too dark. She had black hair with...
I loved going to gym class. I didn’t really care about sports too much but I loved to look at Ms. Miller. I don’t know if any of the other kids liked her but I thought she was hot. I guessed her to be around 40 and at 5’2″ and maybe 135 pounds, she was a fit, sexy little number, just right for a guy my size. She had short blond hair and a wonderful round ass. She’d always wear sweat pants and a t-shirt or a tight sweat shirt in the winter. My mouth would water as she walked back and forth in...
The quarter ended to the school year, that meant I was no longer in gym class. The last day of gym I made sure I fucked my gym teacher very well because I knew I wouldn’t be able to see him much more. But that was okay because without him knowing I was admiring my math teacher. I was switched into that class about a week ago. He’s about 32 years old, has a shaved head, clean cut beard, brown eyes, and beautiful smile. When he smiled it was like the world lit up. I always loved math, but this...
Special thanks to Eric @ wetpussykingdom.com for help with this story Brittany had just pulled her sweater over her truly miraculous chest and was smoothing her pleated skirt across her heavy thighs when Kimmy stopped in front of her locker and whispered, "I don't know why, but your mom is in Ms. Collins'office and they want to see you right away!!!" "My mom, here," Brittany asked nervously, "what in the world is she doing with Ms. Collins!?!" " I dunno," Kimmy replied, "but if I...
Brittany had just pulled her sweater over her truly miraculous chest and was smoothing her pleated skirt across her heavy thighs when Kimmy stopped in front of her locker and whispered, "I don't know why, but your mom is in Mz. Collins'office and they want to see you right away!!!" "My mom, here," Brittany asked nervously, "what in the world is she doing with Mz. Collins!?!" " I dunno," Kimmy replied, "but if I were you I'd get my ass in there pronto, you know how she hates having to ask for...
EroticAs I changed clothes, I fantasized about how I have always wanted to have a woman take control. The woman in my fantasy would be older, and she would approach me push and me against the wall. She would tear my shirt open as she kissed my lips and neck. She would aggressively take off my trousers and suck my short, plump cock. Oral sex with my gym teacher.The report from my doctor was not good and the only option he gave me was the one I least wanted. I was told to hit the gym at least three...
OralI was a real suck up too. I got teased about it a little but I didn't care. Whenever Ms. Miller needed a volunteer, my hand was up. She seemed to like me and I basked in her smiles and compliments. Gym was only mandatory for 9th and 10th grade but I elected to continue my physical education the last two years as well. Ms. Miller was the only p.e. teacher in our school. By the last two years, I was kind of like her assistant. It sort of just happened, instead of asking for volunteers,...
Marilyn and the Gym Teacher By Brett Lynn Author's Note: OK, here we go again. So far the feedback from my first story is good. Orgasms are plentiful, my style is apparently distinguishable from the poorly written estrus that runs occasionally through the newsgroup sex story scene, and it's familiar enough to people that people are comfortable soaking their hands reading me. My debut is a smash. So here's the deal: in my little series, there are gonna be a couple more stroke stories....
Have you ever had a teacher you just wanted to fuck? That was my gym teacher Mr. Comer. He was tall hefty and had some hot tattoos. Though I didn’t like the class I liked him. Whenever all us boys had to shower in the locker room he would sit in the room and stare at us. And then I would see his cock bulge in his pants. This got me so hard even to this day.One day after a long class playing soccer it was time to hit the showers. Except he wanted me to help stay and clean up. So I started to...
This is actually a true story. Many people on this site say that and that's also the reason why I'm inspired to post a true story. Enjoy!Gym TeacherIt was half way through my fourth year in highschool and I had the time of my life throughout the years at my school. The only thing that had troubled me during those years was the fact that I was gay. The fact that I was gay didn't trouble me, but the fact that I was into older men was what made it harder to get into a relationship with someone.My...
I was 16, a junior in high school, and yes I had a very bad attitude! I easily earned A's without even trying but I gave every one of my teachers such a terrible time that they probably all turned into drunks having to deal with the extra stress! All except my gym teacher, he dealt with me in a different way. While my other teachers would send me to the counselor's office when I acted up, he would make me run laps or do sit-ups or push-ups, until one day he came up with a better punishment for...
TabooMy name is and I go to the Everwood Oaks Boarding School for Boys. It’s an often enjoyable lifestyle, and being 18 means I quite enjoy spending time away from my parents as it means I can indulge in tomfoolery without having to look over my shoulder every 10 minutes. At the moment I’m halfway through my 2nd term, so everyone in my dorm is familiar with each other, and whilst there are people that I like more than others, we pretty much all get along well. If there is one main bad sticking point...
MatureIt was the beginning of junior year and I went through my whole day of school up till 7th period. I had gym which I didn't have since freshman year. We got two new gym teachers. The class was split into two classes. I was in Mr. Healy's class. I thought he was really cute and I used to get nervous around him. One day I came into school with an injured knee. I needed to talk to him privately to explain that my doctor didn't want me to participate, risking worse injury. Mr. Healy brought me into...
Quickie Sex“IT’S A LITTLE LATE FOR BREAKFAST,” Dad said when he saw us at the door. “Would you like to join us for lunch?” “Sorry, Dad,” I said sheepishly. “I was drawing. The time kind of got away from us.” Dad nodded his head. Mom came to the door, raised one eyebrow at me, and we headed down to lunch. We sat in a little café and it was apparent to me that something was bugging my folks. There wasn’t much I could do about it unless they asked something. I certainly wasn’t going to provide details...
WITH THE LATE FLIGHT TIMES, I’d persuaded my folks to wait until breakfast to meet Lissa and Melody. Mom was disappointed, but we would have Friday and Saturday together and then we’d each have to go our separate ways on Sunday. Melody’s parents were slated to arrive tomorrow around noon. I just wanted a little time to get reacquainted with my lovers. There was a man standing in front of our door with a bouquet of flowers. As soon as he saw us approaching he rushed straight up to...
Introduction: Amy was getting a workout… Amy saw the way the college boys had been looking at her that day. They were young, dumb and full of cum. Amy was filling in at the phys ed class for the afternoon as the regular teacher had called in sick. She had only been out of teachers college for a year and was barely older than some of the males she was teaching today. She had just turned 19. Amy was 411 and 100 pounds, she was tight and lean and you could bounce a quarter off her stomach. Her...
Amy was 4’11 and 100 pounds, she was tight and lean and you could bounce a quarter off her stomach. Her tits were large for her small frame, but proportioned very nicely. She had an ass when showed off that made you want to bite it. Firm hard and round. It was shapely and sexy. She had that wiggle when she walked. When you looked at her from behind she had that nice area below her ass crack and crotch that a cock could fit in nicely. Just a bit of space between her legs. Built for...
Amanda from Gold's Gym Hi all, My name is Chris. I am 25 years old, and I in Information Technology for a manufacturing company, and never really had time for a long term relationship. However, I met Amanda while working out at my local Gold'sGym, and she changed my thoughts on women who work out alot. This story is about the relationship I had with her while I worked that job. I worked down the street from this Gold's Gym in the midwest that was pretty plain and drab...It seemed pretty...
Hi friends this is ankit from meerut in u.P . Mere age 21 saal hai dekhne me bhot smart handsome or attractive hu mere friends bolte hai me virat kohli ki tarha lagta hu athletic fit body hai. Koi be ladki bhabhi koi be muje bat karna friendshio karna ya koi be kisi be trha ka relation rakhna chate ho to muje mail kare me unhe har tarha se khush or satisfy karne ki pore khosish karu ga or sb secret hoga chahe koi be relation ho friendship ya physical ya jo be chahe or jis be age k log bat...
‘Mrs Dickinson, may I ask you something?’ I asked.‘Please do, Mrs Lonsdale!’‘How else could I get punished at the school?’ Mrs Dickinson smiled at me.‘I take it you are speaking hypothetically? Your interest in punishments at the school intrigues me, Mrs Lonsdale. Has your opinion altered at all from last night?I could feel myself blushing. ‘Yes, it has, Mrs Dickinson. The things I felt as you were – caning me – have made me question everything I thought I knew.‘That’s very gratifying, Mrs...
SpankingTo get good grades and not study, you have to do other kinds of work. For me, I was now considered a "gym whore." I got straight A's and I had sex with my gym teacher. In all of this self discovery, I recently discovered I liked girls. I only found this out, because Mr. Shadows had Rhonda and I have sex together. I have now grown to like the taste of her pussy and love the closeness we share, when we make love together. Mr. Shadows gave Rhonda and myself a little break and we’ve gotten together...
TabooThis is my first story. Feedback is appreciated.When I woke up this Saturday morning I was hornier than usual, but I had to suppress my urges in order to make a 5:30am group fitness class. I put on my normal workout clothes, Gray/ White Stripe Shimera Boyshorts panties, Nike loose leg shorts, t-shirt, hoodie, socks and New Balance cross trainers. I like wearing the boy shorts for two reasons, one- they are very comfortable and two, sometimes I like to have my balls hang down on either side of...
Written of a friend sexy_cumloverI am sitting in my office at work when I get a call from my sons school telling me that his teacher needs to talk to me about my son right away. I tell them I will be there after I get off work. Hanging up the phone I think to myself what did he do now. I show up at his school after all the students have left for the day and find my way to his teachers classroom.“Hi, Welcome.” I hear from his teacher. You are standing before me in a tight skirt that comes...
I never dreamed that to keep up my good marks, I'd have to keep pleasing Mr. Shadows. I really believed I’d fuck him the one time and that would be it. Of course, he now had the upper hand and whatever he tells me, I have to do. In fact, one day, I was again unprepared for gym class and he caught me playing on my phone. He took it away, but what he did was, he put his phone number into my contacts. Whenever he wants me, he just texts me. A few times during the week he had contacted me to meet...
Taboobefore i go into details, let me first introduce you to my teacher. sita(not a fake name) had been my primary school teacher. i was in 4th grade when she came to the school. at that time i was about 10 yrs old and she must have been somewhere near 18 or 19 yrs old (she had just completed her school then) and she really was a fun teacher and we kids used to go visit her every weekend. now, i am 20 and she is somewhere near her late 20s. i had left my school in 5th grade and joined a boarding...
Note:- Before reading this story I would like to mention that I have tried some different approach in compiling this story and also the story might be long… kindly bare with it .. and im sure that you will enjoy this story after reading it completely now going to the story…… it was second week of November in Chennai……… “Did you believed that we will end up like this when we first met !!! “ I asked to Vijaya Aunty we both were lying naked after a mind blowing sex session in her master bedroom on...
OF COURSE IT ALL MADE SENSE. Logical. Not to mention, the only thing we could do. Not only were Lissa’s kids sick, she was coming down with it, too. She simply wouldn’t—or couldn’t—travel. I decided on the spot that I wouldn’t go either but the heated argument that ensued left me at three to one against my canceling the trip. Lissa said she would send instructions to Allison on coaching me through my first round. Sam would be headed out on Tuesday, but there was no way he’d make the early...
IN THE MORNING, Allison was all business, and she proved herself an efficient coach/manager. We were up early and headed for United Center where the Bulls play basketball and the Blackhawks play hockey. They bring in big boxes to set up each racquetball court complete with floor and ceiling. The one at center court was Plexiglass so spectators could sit around on three sides. The end wall was solid. With the seating pulled back to the hockey boundaries, there was room to set up twelve...
AS SOON AS I GOT OUT of the arena and we headed back to our room, I started texting Lissa and Melody to tell them what had happened during the morning. It was so cool. I knew Melody was still in class, but I expected a response from Lissa. It didn’t come for quite a while. Then... “I’m so sick. Boys are running around like crazy. Jack and I are taking turns puking in the bathroom. Wish I was there. Congrats.” I was going crazy. It was just coming up noon on the coast and I waited till it...
I CRASHED AND BURNED against the thirteenth seeded player from Loyola Marymount in my first match of the morning. I played well, but I was just plain out of my league. The guy had an incredible match. It made me wonder how I’d ever managed to hold my own against Karl on Monday morning. I guess I just wasn’t in the zone. That put the pressure on for my next match. I had no time for remorse, as the next elimination round was at eleven and I was fighting for my life. This was another of the...
ALLISON’S EYES BURNED INTO ME. I cringed, at least in my head—yeah, if looks could kill. I could almost feel my brain frying. Great timing. Does this feel right? “I hope you mean: are you hard; am I wet; and is your cock lined up to penetrate my steaming twat?” Allison growled. She thrust her hips toward me, trying to force me into her. I backed off. I wasn’t teasing, exactly. Crap! What was I doing? “I’ve wanted this for a month, Tony. It feels good. Don’t get all moralistic on me now.” “I...
ALLIE LEFT THE SHOWER before I did and used the hair dryer. I kissed the back of her neck as I slipped past her out of the bathroom. I dressed for a day with the ‘rents and held a whispered conversation with Lissa and Melody before Melody had to go to class. The two-hour time difference meant that I caught them just after they’d stepped out of the shower. “Well, lover-boy, how did it go last night?” Melody asked. “Not like you expected,” I said. “You mean you didn’t... ?” “Not...
“WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO?” Lissa asked. We were cuddled in the bed, hot and sticky from hours of making love, but unwilling to break the contact among us for even as long as it took to go to the shower. The two-hour time change for Lissa and Melody had worked in their favor as midnight didn’t seem late and one a.m. was still prime time. “We could just stay like this and order room service again,” Melody suggested. She was completely relaxed and still enjoying having me attend to her right...
“MELLY!” LEXI SAID as she approached us across the hotel lobby. When she released her mother from a hug, Melody went on to the formal-looking man behind Lexi and greeted her father. Who wears a suit on vacation? I thought. “Hi, Daddy,” she said, smiling at him. He didn’t hug her, but put both hands on her shoulders and leaned forward to kiss her forehead. Lexi had moved on to give Lissa a hug and then smiled at me and did the same. She glanced over her shoulder as if to make sure her husband...
A BOTTLE OF CHAMPAGNE was on ice in our room with three glasses and a box of dark chocolate truffles. The truffles were my Dad’s idea and he’d taken care of it. “More of Allie’s admirers?” Lissa asked, surprised. I acted all innocent and just shrugged my shoulders. “Was she singing or having an orgasm?” Melody asked. “Mmm. Truffles!” We decided to take a shower before we indulged in any kind of decadence, but the lure of champagne and chocolate—and our overfilled stomachs from pizza—kept...
“TONY!” DAMON YELLED into my ear. I held the phone away slightly. I’d surprised the boys by calling to read them a bedtime story over the phone. “Did you go away?” he asked. “Just for a while, buddy,” I explained. “I needed to come and visit my mommy and daddy.” “Meddy is with Gramma Lexi,” Drew supplied. He was already sounding more grown up than when I left him. “When you coming home, Tony?” Damon asked. “We miss you.” I almost broke down crying. “Soon, buddy. Soon.” I’d been home...
AT SIX-THIRTY SHARP, a bright red pickup truck came tearing down our driveway in a cloud of dust. Beth’s Dad bought her the 4x4 for her eighteenth birthday. “Boys love girls in trucks,” he’d said as he handed her the keys. We’d all laughed because she had to have the seat customized so she could reach the pedals and still see out the windshield. Beth barely topped five feet, but she loved that truck. I stepped off the front porch and sauntered toward where she’d stopped, but I was still...
“OH MY GOD!” she gasped. She stood studying the painting. “Oh my god,” she repeated. She moved back from the painting and then moved forward again. “Oh my god.” She sat on the foot of my bed. “She’s crying for you. God, Tony, why is your girlfriend crying for you. She’s begging you. Oh my god.” Tears ran from Beth’s eyes. “Beth. Hey Dumpling,” I said as I stroked her shoulder. “That isn’t my girlfriend ... exactly.” “Exactly? What does that mean? Wait!” Beth hadn’t stopped looking at the...
I STOOD IN THE DOORWAY, staring again at the little twin bed in the room I’d grown up in—Allison’s picture no longer draped. I’d been ‘home’ for more than a month and I wasn’t sure how I could bear to go into this room again. I had to talk to Mom and Dad today about going back to Seattle. And somehow I had to get Melody there with us. Mom and Dad had come in to see the painting when I told them about the unusual night I had with Beth. Dad had given me a hug. Not just a squeeze or a man-hug,...
SUNDAY AFTERNOON, I was getting a little anxious. After a weeklong, 3,000-mile roundtrip to Boston, I was bringing my girlfriends—my family—home to my parents’ house in Nebraska. I pointed out sights to them as we entered Nebraska. From the time we turned west on U.S. 30, I was like a three-year-old at the steering wheel, even pointing at the horses and cows in the field. “There’s where I went to high school,” I said. “Man, it’s changed already. Big renovation this year.” “Aw, that’s...
MOM’S IDEA of a little Fourth of July barbecue amounted to about thirty people gathered in our backyard gabbing and eating for six hours. Many of the people who were watching the game in the morning were also at the barbecue. In addition to ribs, burgers, and dogs on the grill, Mom had baked apple, cherry, and strawberry/rhubarb pies. Everyone who came brought food, too. It was a Midwestern spread that you can only dream about in Seattle. Baked beans, potato salad, deviled eggs, macaroni and...
I THOUGHT ABOUT TALKING the girls into losing their jeans, but it was cute the way they were wading in the creek with their pants legs rolled up. They continued to cluster around the rock where Beth sat and I figured that would be as good a setting as any. I got my sketchbook set and then plugged my mp3 player into a tiny speaker I’d seen advertised on late night TV a couple of weeks ago. It filled the clearing with an eerie note of flute music. “Shakuhachi!” Beth shouted. “Beautiful. A...
Julie Visits the GymEighteen year old Julie Parker hurried along the school corridor hardly looking where she was going. She had loitered in the classroom until most of the girls had left, but now it was six minutes since the bell for the end of school had gone and she knew that she needed to hurry. Julie felt sick. She could feel her heart pumping away at twice its normal speed. The next half an hour or so was going to be awful in any case but at least she didn’t have to make it worse by...
It was my first year after graduating State U with my brand new teaching credential. I had been lucky to get a scholarship to play football at State. I was described as a gritty player, which meant I was slower, smaller, less skilled, and had to make up for it in determination, preparation, and smart play. I had a dual major, science and history, as well as a lot of Phys Ed credits from playing football. Because of that, I was qualified to teach science classes, all of the history and social...
I am 30 something man. Been reading stories on ISS for a while. So I thought after making a little effort I should also share a experience that happened with me. Lets get started then. I live in Bangalore and work for a large IT company. Our office has a gym facility on campus. Now I am not a heavy muscular person. I go to gym to stay fit and in shape. I have been going to gym in my college days as well. But after I started working it was not possible to go to gym regularly. When I joined this...
Evenings at the gym By SG [email protected] Friday night, the best night of the week. Five days and four nights of doing nothing but mindless papers and midterms came to an end as the weekend began. Dusk had long since past and the deep bass of distance stereos signaled the awakening of the town. Bathrooms across the city were filled with girls dolling themselves up for a night on the town while the kitchens were occupied by the boys taking their first sips of liquor as they prepared...
Part 1 - The GymI got my stuff together and headed out to the gym. I was feeling incredibly horny this morning, id been chatting online with a few guys and looking at some pretty dirty porn on my phone pretty much most of the morning since I woke up. Its a huge turn on of mine to dress and act like a girly slut when I get a chance to be alone, and a lot of the time I like to wear panties under my everyday male clothes. Today was one of those days. I decided to wear a little thong under my tight...
Part 1 - The GymI got my stuff together and headed out to the gym. I was feeling incredibly horny this morning, id been chatting online with a few guys and looking at some pretty dirty porn on my phone pretty much most of the morning since I woke up.Its a huge turn on of mine to dress and act like a girly slut when I get a chance to be alone, and a lot of the time I like to wear panties under my everyday male clothes. Today was one of those days. I decided to wear a little thong under my tight...
For all these years she had been fulfilling her duty as a wife and working mother, working in her Hong Kong office throughout the week and managing the home and her family on either side of the day. She was always busy, but somehow found the energy to keep going. Perhaps it was the gym sessions: the only time in the day she had time to herself, when she could even feel herself. Weights, Zumba, stretching - this was the time when she could feel alive in her body, feel it all stretch and push,...
For all these years she had been fulfilling her duty as a wife and working mother, working in her Hong Kong office throughout the week and managing the home and her family on either side of the day. She was always busy, but somehow found the energy to keep going. Perhaps it was the gym sessions: the only time in the day she had time to herself, when she could even feel herself. Weights, Zumba, stretching - this was the time when she could feel alive in her body, feel it all stretch and push,...
All that matters now is that my day is finally over. I get home after 9PM. I’m so exhausted, I throw myself on my couch in the living room and pass out for a good two hours. I wake up and feel a bit more energized. Deciding I wasn’t quite ready to hit the bed and knock out for the night, I throw on some gym clothes. It’ll be nice to get a late night workout at my gym less than ten minutes down the street. Looking at my watch, it reads 12:22AM. I’m not used to going this late. It should be...
The Disgraced TeacherSynopsis- This story is about Elizabeth, a Maths teacher who joined a very reputated and wealthy school to nourish her family conditions but found that there were a very different culture being followed within it. One girl, Eves was also sent to this pervert and bizarre school to become sex slave of her only brother.This is my second effort of writing a BDSM story for the BDSM stories lovers. My first story was " BDSM SCHOOL" and has been posted on this website so you can...
It was a long weekend and my gym was open till 12 pm. I went to the gym around 10 am. Unlike the other days, the gym was not crowded with people. None were there, not even my gym trainer. The gym was open and anyone with a membership card can just go in and start doing the workout. I started the treadmill and ran on it. I heard the door open and turned my head to see. It was Santha. Santha was above 45 years but by looking at her, one will say she is in between 35-38 years. The hot lady was...
A few years back in high school, there was this girl. Her name was Megan Retner, and--to be blunt--she was the polar opposite of me. I don’t mean to float my own boat, but I did my best to be respectful, determined, and educated throughout my High School career. Megan, on the other hand, did not. She was a rebel; she was ignorant, disrespectful, and didn't give a shit about school. At the same time, however, I was incredibly attracted to her. To be honest, I don’t know what about her I found...
Group Sex"Fools Rush into the Gym" by Layne Smyth Porter sat on a bench overlooking the Willamette river and smiled. It was the weekend and also his day off so he was looking to simply enjoy the lovely spring day that had graced Portland a few weeks earlier than normal. The trees were in bloom with pockets of pink, white and purple dotting the waterfront. Ducks splashed about the bank of the river while a few dogs gave chase. The sun was high in the sky, which meant that girls also came out of...