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School Sex Stories
What were your high school sexual encounters?
Are there any people in middle school that are like 12-15 that actually have sex?
Has a teacher ever forced you to have sex with him/her?
Have you ever taken one of your highschool classmates home and had sex in your bedroom while your parents were gone?
Do school teens in India have sex? Is it normal now a days? Any experiences?
How can I have sex at school without getting caught? Where else may I go to do it?
Are there any people in middle school that are like 12-15 that actually have sex?
Has a teacher ever forced you to have sex with him/her?
Have you ever taken one of your highschool classmates home and had sex in your bedroom while your parents were gone?
Do school teens in India have sex? Is it normal now a days? Any experiences?
How can I have sex at school without getting caught? Where else may I go to do it?
Have you been forced to have sex at school?
Have you witnessed teenagers having sex in school?
Have any teen girls had sex with someone under 12?
Has a teen girl ever had sex with a teacher in school?
I don’t go to school right now and I want to have sex with a boy (I’m 13), what do I do?
How can I have sex with a classmate (girl)?
Where is the best place to have sex in school?
Can you describe the dirtiest sexual experience you have ever had?
How can you have sex at school without anyone seeing?
Are there any people in middle school that are like 12-15 that actually have sex?
Has a teacher ever forced you to have sex with him/her?
Have you ever taken one of your highschool classmates home and had sex in your bedroom while your parents were gone?
Do school teens in India have sex? Is it normal now a days? Any experiences?
How can I have sex at school without getting caught? Where else may I go to do it?
Have you been forced to have sex at school?
Have you witnessed teenagers having sex in school?
Have any teen girls had sex with someone under 12?
Has a teen girl ever had sex with a teacher in school?
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I was 17, working at a restaurant as a waiter. One of my coworkers was a woman in her late 40s. She was one of those eternally hot chicks; petite and perky. She had two kids who were already out of the house. I didn't exactly have a crush on her, but she was part of the highlight reel for my “alone time.” She was also a flirtatious woman by nature, and liked having the young dudes attention.
One day in a break, she was complaining that her dryer wasn't working right. I asked her what was wrong with it. I happen to have a weirdly extensive knowledge on washer and dryer repair because my parents
I was 17, working at a restaurant as a waiter. One of my coworkers was a woman in her late 40s. She was one of those eternally hot chicks; petite and perky. She had two kids who were already out of the house. I didn't exactly have a crush on her, but she was part of the highlight reel for my “alone time.” She was also a flirtatious woman by nature, and liked having the young dudes attention.
One day in a break, she was complaining that her dryer wasn't working right. I asked her what was wrong with it. I happen to have a weirdly extensive knowledge on washer and dryer repair because my parents had the world's worst washer and dryer, particularly the dryer. From her description, it ws just a clogged vent. I offered to go to house and check it out.
She lived in a trailer. It wasn't horrible, as most people think of them. It was newish, and she went to great lengths to spruce it up. Trailers are nice for this type of repair. The exhaust line to the outside is short and easy to access. I ran a coat hanger down the vent on the machine, followed by the skinny wand on the vacuum, and then did the same thing to the vent on the house. As I suspected, it was just packed with lint. Viola, I saved the day.
She asked me how she could repay me. I said a kiss. She asked, “What kind of kiss?” I said “A really one.” I wanted to make out with her. She smiled, took my hand and led me to the living room. She sat me on the couch, straddled my lap and gave me a “real" kiss.
Later on in life, I would learn that what she gave me was essentially a lap dance. While she kissed me, she grinded on me. The harder I got, the more effective her technique. I rested my hands on her hips. She took one, and ran it up her shirt,allowing me to play with her breast. They were like hard little gum drops.
Then her shirt came off, and she put a nipple in my mouth. This is also when she began to instruct me. She told me how to lick her nipples. She told me to grab her ass. She told me to take off my clothes and lay down.
She stood up, removed her jeans and panties. Then she straddled me, grabbed my cock, and said “stay still, I got this.” Then she lined me up, lubeing up the head of my penis with her own juices, then slid me inside. I was no longer a virgin. She worked quickly, a steady rhythm in her hips, grinding herself against my pelvis. It was intense. I wanted to cum, but couldn't. The angle was odd, and she seemed to know when I was going to blow, amd changed something just enough to stop me. And then her orgasm happened. Her movements got more erratic. The grinding was harder (it kind of hurt), and she got very, very wet. She came to a halt. I could feel the walls of her pussy contract and release, and big smile filled her face. She got off me, turned around, putting her ass in the air and said, now you finish. So I got up, and entered her from behind. I started pumping. She commanded I go “faster and harder, baby!” I complied. She arched her back and said in a breathless voice, “I want you to cum inside me.” And I did.
I would return to her trailer nearly every day for close to a year. She taught me a lot. She taught me how to perform proper oral sex. She taught me how to kiss and finger and the best angles and positions. She taught me how to communicate. Most importantly, she taught me thr difference between sex, last and love.
In high school at age 16, I worked part time and the boss asked if I could baby sit his baby for his wife. So while my boss was at work & about 10 pm his wife ( Debbie ) & her friend (Jane) came home & they staredt joking with me & put on some music & had me dance with them. As a male I was horny all the time. So I started to touch them. Then I kissed one and her friend asked for one. I kissed her too, then jumped up on the coffee table & started a strip tease. They told me to stop, but I slowly striped all the way. I pulled Debbie towards me & forced her to suck me. I told to Jane to strip De
In high school at age 16, I worked part time and the boss asked if I could baby sit his baby for his wife. So while my boss was at work & about 10 pm his wife ( Debbie ) & her friend (Jane) came home & they staredt joking with me & put on some music & had me dance with them. As a male I was horny all the time. So I started to touch them. Then I kissed one and her friend asked for one. I kissed her too, then jumped up on the coffee table & started a strip tease. They told me to stop, but I slowly striped all the way. I pulled Debbie towards me & forced her to suck me. I told to Jane to strip Debbie & then herself. I had Debbie by the hair & bobbing her up and down on my dick. When they were naked I forced Debbie’s face into Jane’s pussy. Jane grabbed Debbie & was humping her face. I grabbed Jane’s hair & forced her to suck me. I told them I was going to turn them into my personal married sluts. They begged me to do this. I came in Jane’s mouth & she kissed Debbie with it. I ended up fucking both of them & making them 69 each other. They loved being controlled by me. It was very sexy. I baby sat them right often.
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Every day during PE, the school coach runs with us around the school. He gets really sweaty and his white shirts get almost see through and I can see all his muscles. Every time I see him, my pussy gets really wet and warm. I fantasize about being used by him all the time but he is 35, 20 years older than me. Any tips on getting him to take me.
Volunteer to clean equipment, gym storage etc. Hopefully you're alone together more often, and even a few times likely after school
Have you worn anything to tease him yet?
If you need him to take you, you can only make him consent, but you are under age, hè would get end up in jail for this, couse nobody accept that you wanted it. Have a nice life.
There’s this guy I hav a crush on, but I feel like he only talks to me because I’m smart. He obvi doesn’t like me but I rlly like him; and lately I feel like he is just using my crush to help himself
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The first time I can recall was riding the bus home freshman year in high school. This skinny girl who lived the next block over was in the seat in front of me. We must have been talking about something and I leaned forward to hear her better. Looking over her shoulder I realized I could see down her shirtfront. Most downblouse voyeurs know that skinny girls with small breasts sometimes are the easiest to get a good look. Her not-quite-an-A-cup breast didn't fill out the cup of her bra and it fell away from her chest. I could see essentially her entire breast at a certain angle. It was small, as I said, and had a very prominent pointy nipple. I'm surprised I didn't ejaculate in my pants then and there. Her nipple appeared to be possibly quite erect and I wondered if she was intentionally giving me a show. I don't recall, but I'm pretty sure I went home and masturbated. And masturbated to that image in my brain many times after that.
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I got flashed a few times in one day last week. I was debating weather to confess or not and I ran across this site trying to figure it out. This tall lady walked into a clothes store in one of those outdoor malls. She was wearing a tight shirt skirt. I followed her around a bit and noticed that she kept putting shoes on the floor and bending all the way over trying them on. She didn't know I was watching her or that I was even around actually. And there were a lot of people around but just about all we're women. One of the times I snuck right behind her and knelt down pretending like I was looking at shoes on the bottom shelf. She bent over again and I saw up her skirt. She has on stockings and maybe a thong or something. I didn't see pussy it was covered but I saw up there. When she got up she saw me but she didn't say anything or look at me crazy. I don't know if anyone saw me. I was nervous and I don't know if it was obvious that I was looking up her skirt. Then I left and went to the library. There was this high school girl there with her mom. She was pretty big but she was in high school and wearing a skirt. Pretty in the face. I say she was at least 17 most likely a senior. Anyway I sat right in front of her cause her legs were a little open and I was trying to look up her skirt too. Her mom was giving me dirty looks cause I kept circling the area before I sat down. I don't know if she saw me looking or if she just knew. Anyway. The girl noticed what I was doing too. Cause I got up and left but kept coming back to see if she would make any movements that would expose her pussy or undies. Like cross her legs or something. But like the third time that I came in the area she saw me and spread her legs about 6inches more than they already were. She was kind of big so her thieghs never came all the way apart but I saw pretty far up her skirt. Had she been skinny I would have seen everything. That's how open they were. Then I left the library and went to this shoe store called DSW or something like that. And there was this lady there wearing a skirt and her like 10 year old daughter wearing a skirt also. And like two other kids. Anyway I was checking out the daughter for a while when all of a sudden the mom puts her leg up on the bench showing me everything. Right in front of her kids. But I'm pretty sure she was wearing shorts. But the thing is that the daughter started doing the same thing. She started squatting with her legs open. And bending over in front of the mirror and putting her leg up on the bench too. And she wasn't wearing shorts for sure. Her mom never said anything to her. I loved it. I lingered around in the area until shE wasn't showing me anything anymore. I'm not sure if she did it on purpose like the girl in the library or not but I liked it anyway. Can't wait till summer. Oh and the other day I went to target and saw two girls there with seethrough leggings. I could see the things right through the leggings. I'm going to be on the lookout for that kind of stuff all summer. It's all new to me. I've been on the lookout for girls bending over so I could see down the shirt and stuff too.
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It feels like going home for holidays and breaks has become some sort of game. The objective: How many of my previously platonic friends can I fool around with now that I won’t have to face them in the hallways of high school?
There is clearly something about the thrill of doing it in your mom’s basement or the enticing challenge of backseat hook-ups. Maybe it’s the pure nostalgia or maybe it’s that exciting anticipation as you weigh the odds of whether mom is going to come down and do the laundry mid-hook-up-sesh. Whatever it is, my friends from home just can’t seem to keep their hands and private parts to themselves in the less-than-a-week-long breaks we’ve had so far.
Over fall break, I went to visit my friends at the state school they go to. I’d say it was a joyous reunion, as hugs and anecdotes were shared. Little did I know, the game had begun. When it came time for the pregame, shots were taken to the #highschoolmemories, and everyone was feeling flirty and bold.
It wasn’t long after we started dancing at a frat party that I felt someone behind me trying to dance. After a few minutes of dancing I turned around to find it wasn’t just a frat boy — it was one of my boys, an old friend from high school. After the initial shock I was able to compose myself and hit him with the eye roll and “really dude?” The first player of the game had been successfully removed.
When morning came, another friend decided to catch a ride back to the city with me. During the ride, he managed to invite himself to my family breakfast. So there we were 30 minutes later in my basement, patiently awaiting breakfast burritos. My guard was down, and I was weak, tired from the night before and hungry for some hangover food — the perfect time for this player to make his move. You guessed it, a quick nap before breakfast turned into a quickie before breakfast.
Flash forward to Thanksgiving break. The one friend I didn’t get to see over fall break now had four days to play catch-up. He and I had messed around before, but let’s be clear, there never was an “us.”
I had told him I wasn’t trying to hook-up with him over break, that the past was fun and all, but there was no need to relive it. But then we’re watching “The Office” in the basement when he turns to me with pouty eyes and says, “I miss this. I miss us. Can we at least kiss?” If by “us” he meant meaningless daytime sex in the summer I guess there was an “us.” Anyway, needless to say, what started out as a kiss escalated a bit. The third player was making ground.
At this point, over the course of only one week total, there had been some sort of sexual encounter with nearly every boy in our close-knit high school group.
None of them even had respectable moves. All were merely last-ditch efforts to get it on with a girl that would actually talk to them. Maybe they aren’t getting any at school, or maybe my basement is cursed with some sort of love drug, because breaks have become hook-up marathons. Our friend group has successfully gone from a normal group of friends to an orgy of friendcest.
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