Author: Rachel

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My friends and I had planned a trip for spring break. But one thing led to another. Then we agreed to allow my friend’s dad to go as a chaperone. He agreed to pay for the whole trip. And he also agreed to give us our privacy and space. But after our first day of partying, we were so sunburned. So we were down at the pool in our bathrobes. Our swimsuits were too painful. We were taking turns slathering each other in burn cream. When all of a sudden, I see her dad. He was on his balcony, exposing himself. And stroking his dick. I was shocked. But when I looked back, he was gone. His light was off. My friend said he never stays up past nine o’clock. Maybe I was imagining things. I started wondering if I had gotten too much sun or had too much to drink. Then I started getting a little light headed. So I told my friends that I was going to lay down. When I got back to the room, I had a bottle of water. I turned on some music and laid down on the bed.

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Our girl’s night out turned into a night we will never forget. My friends and I were so excited. A new club was opening downtown. We wanted to see if we could get in. So we wore our sluttiest little dresses. Finals were over and we were ready to party. The door men/bouncers were so hot. It was so perfect. Three of them and three of us. We started flirting with them and working our magic on them. It worked. They were so into us. Luckily, they let us in. I’m not sure what got into us that night. But we were out of control. We were flirting with everyone. Getting free drinks left and right. Dancing and feeling so good all night. Before we knew it, they were calling “Last Call”. We started panicking. Not wanting the night to end. We were trying to find some guys to buy our last drinks. Then the door guy I was flirting with came over. He told me that they wanted us to stay until they get off. They wanted to buy us drinks. I was so excited to tell my friends. They were in. Soon they were off and ordering drinks.

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My professor had told me to see him after class. So I did. Long story short, his wife caught me. I was under his desk, sucking his dick. She wasn’t happy. Then she told me to be at their house at 6:30. I wasn’t going to show up. Because I was so scared. But he texted me and told me that I could not be late. So then I was scared not to go. I was in for it, I thought. She was humiliated, I’m sure. And she’s vindictive, I know.

As I approached the door, I was trembling. She opened it and invited me in. He was sitting quietly on the sofa. It was dark. And he was just looking down at the floor. I began to get even more concerned. I was getting even stronger Mommy Dearest vibes. She was dressed like her, looked like her, and even acted like her. She told me to go sit down on the sofa. So I did. Then she began to tell me how my professor hasn’t been attracted to her for many years. She said she couldn’t even remember the last time they had sex.

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I was staying after class for extra credit. When my professors wife came. I was under the desk sucking away at his rock hard cock. But it went limp when he saw her. Hehe. I tried to be very quiet. But she knew something was going on. So she came over and pulled his chair out. And saw me under his desk. She was so mad. But all I could do was giggle. Which infuriated her even more. He was in shock. There was no innocent explanation possible. So he didn’t even try. He zipped his pants. I could tell that he was really worried. She was horrid. I think the thing he was worried about most was his career. She was a vindictive and she could totally ruin him. This wasn’t good at all. Now she had him exactly where she wanted him. I saw the satisfied smirk emerge and take over. Her mind was going crazy. He looked petrified. She was giving me Mommy Dearest vibes. “Get out from under there Rachel” she spit through gritted teeth. Uh oh. We are both so screwed. I thought.

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“See me after class” my professor whispered in my ear. I knew what that meant. My pussy got instantly wet. I was so excited to see what he had in mind. After class he told me that I needed extra credit. Hehe. I love it when he tells me that. He had me bend over the desk. He pulled up my skirt to have a peek. I guess he wanted to see which panties I was wearing. Which was a white lacy thong. “Mmmmmm” was his reaction. He smiled and spanked my ass. Then he told me that we would have to save that for next time. “I only have half an hour to get these papers graded before my next class. So we are going to have to multitask. Get under the desk” he instructed me. I was so happy to. I love sucking his cock. It turns me on so much to see and feel how hard I can make him. It’s so satisfying to make him cum so hard that it shots down my throat or all over my face. Sometimes it even hits the underside of the desk. Then it comes dripping down all over me.

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My naughty uncle caught me! I thought I could get away with sneaking out. My parents were out of town. He was babysitting us. But there was a party. I was so excited because my parents never let me go to parties. This was my opportunity. So I did. We got crazy and played with boys. I thought I had gotten away with it. I was back in my bed. Then I heard my uncle’s voice telling me that I was in a lot of trouble. I was scared and excited at the same time. But I tried to pretend I was asleep. He ripped the blanket off of me. Then he pulled my bottoms off. “You smell like sex Little Rachel” he whispered in my ear in a scary voice. I tried to bury my face in the pillow and act like I didn’t hear him. But then I felt his nose between my ass cheeks. And then his tongue lick from my clit to my butthole. “I knew it, you’ve been a very naughty little girl Rachel”. He started spanking my butt. With every spank, his fingers would get closer to my holes.

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I knew my professor’s wife was a bitch. But I had no idea how two faced she really was. Wow, she is so fake. I can’t stand people that talk behind other people’s backs. Especially when they don’t even really know the person. It’s like get a life of your own and keep other people’s names out of your mouth!

I overheard the other professors talking about how she accidentally hit “send to all” on her email. And everyone saw an email that was meant for just her closest friend/fellow professor. She was being so immature, and obviously jealous. Why do people take their own personal frustrations and insecurities out on others?

The professor that she was talking about is really sweet. I felt so bad for her. She didn’t deserve that at all. I could tell that it really upset her. I didn’t realize that women could still be “mean girls” at that age. I know karma is real and people always get what they give. But I felt strongly about standing up for what was right. I felt the need and urge to protect her. I wanted to help her get revenge.

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The crush I have on my gyno was now undeniable. He stood between my legs and gently guided my knees down to the sides spreading me wide open. He lifted up my gown. My wet, throbbing pussy was so exposed under his bright, warm exam light. He looked up at me with that sexy grin and winked. I blushed again. I knew he could for sure tell now. How could I hide how horny and turned on I was by him? I couldn’t. He couldn’t take his eyes off of my horny, wet, teen pussy. He just kept staring at it while he opened up the drawer and grabbed something out. The look on his face turned serious and methodical. Without taking his eyes off my pussy, he said “I’m going to use the smallest speculum I have Rachel. You’re going to be fine. Just relax. I’m going to go very slowly and gently.” He sat down on his stool. His face was then inches from my pussy. Then he pulled the bright, warm lamp even closer to my pussy.

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 I’ve had a crush on my Daddy’s friend since I was a little girl. Now I am a teenager. And he was in town, visiting. The sexual tension was so intense between us. We were flirting all week. But then he spent the day fishing with my Daddy. I think he started to feel guilty, naughty, and sinful. That night he told me that we had to stop. I was so devastated. It wasn’t fair for him to play with my heart like that. So I decided that I was going to get what I wanted, one way or another. And I knew he really wanted it too. I knew he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. How could anyone not notice how hard his cock has been? It’s been such an obvious bulge under his pants for days. I haven’t been able to avoid seeing it. And I’ve been so wet. I have wanted this MAN since I was a little girl. He’s my dream. From the time I was very little, I fantasized about marrying him. I couldn’t wait any longer to have him. I’d been saving myself for him all these years.

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Dear Santa

Posted 3 months ago by Rachel

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Dear Santa,

I have been a very good girl. But I keep having very naughty thoughts. I’m wondering if I’m the only little girl that fantasizes about you Santa. I’ve always felt so safe and secure in your lap. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but the past few years, I’ve gotten very excited in your lap. That’s why I was squirming around so much last time. I hope I didn’t get you wet. But I have to confess. I had an orgasm in your lap, Santa. I just couldn’t control it. Your soft, velvet suit felt so good against my little pussy. Your leg felt so warm and strong. It made me feel so tingly inside. That’s why I was rubbing myself on your leg Santa. All of a sudden, I felt something so big and hard in your lap. It was you, Santa! You were just as turned on by me as I was by you. Then you asked me what I wanted for Christmas. And I said, “You Santa, I want you!” I couldn’t stop looking at how big and hard you were. And you didn’t know what to say. You just sat there staring at me.

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