50 Forbidden Explicit Erotica Sex Stories

by Lexi Sinner

  In the front row, Professor Cooper sat with his pants around his ankles and his shirt removed, feverishly applauding the work of his beautiful students for the first time since they had started with him at the university all those years ago.

  Josh’s hips began to buck forwards as Ryan continued to feed Matilda his cock, deeper and deeper with each passing minute. For someone who had never done this before, Matilda learned quickly, rolling her tongue all around Josh’s massive cock as he leaned back and gripped her hips for support. Josh rose up slightly, allowing Matilda the freedom to manoeuvre her body back up the table, sitting up slightly so that she could take the full length of Josh’s substantial cock into her mouth. Greg had stood up and walked around the table, his cock coating in quickly drying cum as he watched Josh’s shaft slip slowly down Matilda’s throat. She remained calm as the huge shaft denied her precious oxygen as Ryan pressed the back of her head towards Josh, impaling her on his shaft.

  Greg walked behind the table, relieving Ryan of his tedious duties. He climbed onto the table, forcing Josh to move to one side of Matilda’s body while he still drove his stiff cock deep into her throat. With a few pumps of his strong right hand, Ryan developed his own cock to its full potential, placing it alongside Josh’s at the entrance to the young virgin’s mouth. Matilda paused for a moment in an effort to regain her breathe, gazing in awe and the size of what was presented in front of her.

  To start, she opened her mouth until her jaw locked, moving her head forwards with Greg’s assistance she consumed Ryan’s large, stiff cock and reached out a hand, wrapping her slender fingers around Josh’s moist shaft. She began pumping it quickly with her hand, just as Greg had showed her no mercy, she soon had Josh bucking and swaying on the table, completely in her control. She gripped hard on his cock, harder than she knew was necessary in order to begin to assert her own dominance against these three studs. Josh continued to buck and sway as he unloaded four long streams of cum, which coated Matilda’s face all over. He proceeded to inch his knees forwards, towards her and used his softening tool to spread his seed all over her perfect face.

  Without warning, Ryan removed his ever expanding cock from the virgin’s mouth and manoeuvred his way down her glorious body, which was now glistening in sweat under the lights of the room. He positioned his cock against her pussy and stared at her, teasing her as she began to buck against him. He continued to tease Matilda, smiling at her as he watched the intensity of her facial expressions increase, begging to be fucked again by another powerful college stud.

  Eventually, after what felt like an eternity, Ryan plunged his cock into her as she screamed in pleasure. Josh and Greg moved to either side, kneeling on the desk beside her head. They both grabbed her by either wrist and directed her hand towards their cocks. To begin, both studs had to hold her hands in place around their cocks as her body began to go completely limp such was the pleasure emanating through her body as she continued to arch her back and buck her hips, having never felt pleasure like this in her life.

  After a few minutes of unrelenting thrusting from Ryan, Matilda began to dig her heels into the desk, forcing her hips up higher, so that Ryan could assume the position that Greg had utilized so effectively earlier on. Once he stood up and carried his weight on his hands, Matilda proceeded to wrap her smooth legs around his waist as he drove into her with force. To either side of her, Josh and Greg now had their hands placed at the backs of their heads as Matilda controlled them with her expert hands wrapped around their re-hardening cocks.

  Sweat dripped from Ryan’s brow, falling steadily onto Matilda’s stomach as he increased his pace, feeling Matilda climax for the second time beneath him. She exhaled heavily, panting beneath Ryan as he continued to maintain his pace, while Matilda slowed down noticeably with her hand work. Professor Cooper rose from his chair and began to circle the desk.

  “You’re almost at the finish line now girl, don’t let these two lovely guys down for a second time now.” He laughed as she shut her eyes tight and bit her bottom lip as she summoned her last remaining fibers of strength to increase her pressure and speed on the two stiffening cocks to either side of her face.

  Simultaneously, Josh and Greg erupted, sending more mounds of semen across the young woman’s face from both directions. Cooper, who had used his time watching the events unfold to wisely strip naked for the final minutes of pleasure, climbed onto the desk and sat, straddled just behind Matilda’s head. He began to shout at Ryan to increase his pace and to finish her off. Accompanied by Josh and Greg, the three studs roared at Ryan who bit down hard on his bottom lip, pummeling his fellow student with everything he had. Before long, the three studs watched Ryan’s eyebrows raise up towards the top of his head, as he pulled out and shot yet more streams of cum all over the virgin’s naked body.

  As the final stream of cum landed at the lower portion of her glistening body, Professor Cooper began to applaud sarcastically.

  ***

  “Impressive work guys, but shall we take a look at a sample answer to see how you might have done better?”

  With that, Cooper bounded down the table and flipped Matilda’s limp body over. He slapped his hand down at the top of Matilda’s back, between her shoulder blades, coating his hand in her sweat. He pumped his cock a number of times until it was lubricated enough to plunge into her from behind. Matilda felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her spine as pain enveloped her body. Her back arched dangerously as her head stretched towards the ceiling. The three studs watched from the other side of the table as she gritted her teeth, her body unable to adjust to the size of Cooper’s cock.

  The professor reached out a long muscular arm and planted his hand on top of Matilda’s head, grabbing a fistful of her perfectly soft hair, riding her without remorse. She began to moan uncontrollably as tears began flooding from her eyes, rolling down her cheeks, over the dried in cum and crashing to the desk as Cooper held her under his control. He shifted her legs so that she moved up, controlling her weight on her hands and knees as the sound of Cooper’s balls slapping against her reverberated throughout the room. Behind the desk, the three studs were again holding their cocks, stroking them sensually as they began to re-harden as they watched as their professor effortlessly dominated their fellow student. A vacant expression fell across Matilda’s face as she stared at the three studs, stroking their cocks in front of her. She now began to push back towards Cooper, impaling her even further on his rock hard cock.

  Finally, just as Ryan’s eyebrows had raised to the top of his head, the three students saw Cooper’s facial expression develop similarly as he left his cock in his student and unloaded his own seed deep inside her, before removing his cock and allowing it to drip down her legs.

  “Class dismissed.”

  “Thank you, Sir.”

  Story 24

  “So am I ever going to meet Roger? I mean, I can’t believe you’ve just agreed to this off the cuff without even discussing it with me first! What were you thinking? Hell, what am I even saying, you never think do you? You were always the same growing up. You always just went right on ahead with whatever suited you, without even thinking of the consequences, didn’t you? You don’t even care about your poor mother, do you Kaitlyn?”

  Kaitlyn’s mother sat at the kitchen table, perched like a lion ready to pounce on its prey from the long grass as her daughter walked relentlessly around the kitchen, packing the last of her things into a soft, black leather bag. She tugged at her light brown hair with both hands, almost ripping it from the scalp before sealing it in a ponytail at the back and holding it in place with an emerald green hairband. She removed her cell phone from the pocket of her light brown jacket and frantically began beating some digits into it, paying no attention to her distressed mother.

  “You’re not even listening to me are you? You don’t even care.”

  Kaitlyn continued to slam her thumb into the screen of her phone before she stared intently at the screen, her brow furro
wed with a mixture of eagerness to send her message and determination to block out her mother’s constant ramblings of discontent.

  “No, I don’t care mother! For the first time in my life I’m actually happy now. I’ve found someone who wants to love me for who I am. Someone who will look after me and cherish me and not order me around like a slave like you do here every day. For once in your life, can you not just let me be happy?”

  Her mother scowled at this belated response, seething with anger and resentment.

  “I’ve given you everything a daughter could ask for here! A roof over your head, food on your table, a school to attend. What more could I have done? And what’s more, I did it all by myself Kaitlyn. You know it hasn’t been easy for me either! Don’t you walk away from me now, girl!”

  In the middle of this all too familiar rant, Kaitlyn walked calmly from the kitchen and proceeded down the solid timber hall towards her bedroom. She pushed the cream door through, listening to its familiar creak for what she prayed would be the last time. She left her bag to one side as she mulled over her appearance, which she had changed every hour since she rose that morning.

  She had bought her black dress especially for this day. It was short, covering her breasts completely with a double strap around her shoulders, it hugged her body tightly, stopping half way to her knees. She tugged it down at the bottom, her mind split between wanting to impress her husband to be, and not wanted to create the wrong impression of herself. She wanted to maintain that touch of class which she had created through her messages.

  “You’ve never even really met this man for crying out loud!”

  Her mother bellowed her way up the hall again. Her unnecessary heels digging into the timber flooring, ripping away at its unmaintained surface like nails screeching against a blackboard.

  “How can you agree to marry a man you’ve never even met before, can you answer me that?”

  “He’s not just any man, he’s the most complete man I’ve ever met. He’s charming, sensitive and he cares about me. He takes an interest in me and what I do.”

  “But why can’t you just find a man like that around here? What stopped you from going on dates with boys from school? You’ve never brought a man back to this house. Heck, have you ever even had a conversation with a man before?”

  Kaitlyn’s eyes flashed with anger as they pierced a hole in her mother’s brain.

  “Just drop it, okay mam? This is the guy for me. I’m sure of it. He’s just finished his basic military training and he’s finally getting a chance to return to his base camp. It’s the only chance I have to get to see him and to really get to know him for the next few months. Why can’t you just be happy for me? I mean if it doesn’t work out it doesn’t work out but like you said yourself, it’s about time I tried to find a man now. I’ve just been waiting for the right one.”

  Kaitlyn heard the thud of her mother’s heels as she stormed back down the hallway and out the back door.

  “Fine! Leave me! Leave me like everyone else in my life has.”

  She had heard this a million times. She removed her hair pieces and once again tightened it back until she was completely satisfied. She altered her netted leggings around until she was happy with everything about herself.

  Right on cue, the doorbell rang. She jumped with nerves, even though she was expecting it. She took a deep breath in and exhaled smoothly before stooping to snatch both handles of her bag in her right hand and walking confidently down the hall. She opened the door with a smile to begin the next chapter of her life.

  ***

  “Hello there. My name is Private Jackson. You must be Kaitlyn? I’m here to accompany you to base.”

  Private Jackson held out a strong hand, warmly and respectfully embracing Kaitlyn’s light grip. The Private was tall with short dark hair and warm brown eyes. He wore the traditional khaki pants and a tight white tee shirt, barely holding his ripped body. Kaitlyn allowed her eyes to wander up and down the handsome man’s body, taking him in from head to toe. His teeth glistened as he continued his gentle introduction.

  “My car is parked just outside here. Once we get to the airport and board, it shouldn’t be more than about an hour or so of a flight until we get there. The guys will be waiting to bring us the rest of the way then. Private Williams has told us a lot about you.”

  Kaitlyn had yet to speak as they made their way down the cracked pavement which connected the sidewalk with Kaitlyn’s porch. Private Jackson wasted no time in reaching for her bag, his bicep bulging as he hooked it under one arm and strode powerfully towards his car. He had popped the trunk and loaded everything, still having time to open the door of the passenger side of the vehicle, granting Kaitlyn access.

  She smiled and gently managed to utter her first words since she had opened the door for Private Jackson.

  “Thank you.” She whispered as she carefully placed a delicate hand on the back of her black dress before assuming her position, sinking into the soft leather interior of the almost brand new vehicle.

  ***

  Gradually, Kaitlyn began to come out of her shell as she started to feel comfortable in the presence of a man for the first time in her life. Private Jackson just had that way about him. She had never known a man to treat anyone with such dignity and respect before.

  “I’ll have a packet of peanuts please and whatever the lady is having too.”

  The flight was just as Jackson described it. Almost an hour in duration and not much fuss about it. Kaitlyn felt herself blushing almost the entire way over as Jackson continued to heap praise on her. He complimented her appearance and how kind and easy to talk to she was. She wondered was he being sincere as she had hardly uttered a word since they had met that afternoon. He also talked in great detail about the man that Kaitlyn would soon meet for the first time, Private Roger Williams.

  Jackson could not speak highly enough about him. Although Kaitlyn began to think that this man did not have a bad word to say about anyone or anything. She presumed that if she slapped him straight across the face he would say it was the greatest slap he had ever received. She began to take everything that the Private said with a pinch of salt, praying in her subconscious that it would all be true.

  Williams was described as one of the most mature young Privates that Jackson had ever met. He was thorough in his actions and would not rest until he had achieved what he had set out to accomplish.

  “You are a very lucky woman Ma’am. But that is not to say that he is not a lucky man. I mean, sure, I don’t know you very well yet but you sure do seem awful nice. I just hope everything works out fine for you two and that you’ll be able to live happy lives with each other for many years to come.”

  Kaitlyn blushed again as Jackson’s enthusiasm wafted around the aircraft.

  “Can I have your attention please? We are beginning our descent. We are due to land in approximately ten minutes, could I ask all passengers to please return to your seats, fasten your belts and return your seats to the upright position. Thank you very much.”

  The captain’s voice cut off as Jackson and Kaitlyn carried out these instructions before sitting back and remaining silent for the last few minutes of their journey. It was the first period of prolonged silence that they had shared. They sat, comfortable in each other’s company, as the tyres of the plane screeched against the smooth surface of the runway before finally slowing to a complete stop as the seatbelt light flashed off above their heads.

  ***

  “Ah Kaitlyn. Nice to meet you. You’re very welcome. My name is Sergeant Smith and this here is my colleague, Sergeant Jones.”

  The young woman reached out a tentative hand and lightly shook the firm grips of both Sergeants. Her anxiety levels rose as she stared at the multitude of badges that adorned the chests of both men. Smith and Jones stood as tall as they could, chests out and shoulders back as they revelled in their own importance. Like Jackson, they both had short dark hair but they differed greatly in their physiqu
es. While Jackson was toned and well built, both Sergeants were far heavier, carrying some weight that suggested they had advanced from the ranks of heavily trained Privates to Sergeants, more accustomed to administration work behind desks. Although they were heavier, their physiques still suggested that they had been in tremendous shape at some point in their lives. Their bodies were strong and intimidating. They both turned, stony faced to Jackson who stood straight and tall before them saluting both men.

  “Jackson. I trust everything was in order and you had no problems. I hope the young lady had a most comfortable and enjoyable trip.”

  “Oh, I did, um Sergeant. I sure did. Everything was really nice and Private Jackson here could not have been more friendly and courteous.”

  Smith and Jones smiled back at the nervous young woman.