Category: underage fantasy

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I used to babysit for the Gallaghers after school. They lived a few doors down. So I would just go straight there from school. Sometimes they would both work late. And they just needed an after school babysitter for a few hours until they got home from work.

I remember one of the very first times. It was a crisp fall day. We were all in the backyard. They wanted to swing, slide and play in the treehouse. After a little while, I went back inside to make them a snack. I took it out to them. Then when I went back inside the house, Mr. Gallagher was standing there. I jumped. It scared me so badly because I wasn’t expecting him home so early.

“I didn’t mean to scare you Rachel”, he smirked.

“Uh, uh Mr. Gallagher”, I stuttered.

“I know you probably weren’t expecting me home yet. But my meeting ended early. I love your school girl uniform. I’ve always had a thing for little school girls, Rachel”, he whispered in a very creepy way.

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Things just keep getting crazier at work. I’m starting to build up a clientele and get some regulars. But I’ve been getting some crazy requests. Believe it or not, a lot of couples come in. Some of them are looking to party and have threesomes. While others are in a cuckholding relationship and want me to take part. Then there are the sleazy guys, the married guys, and the very kinky guys. You wouldn’t believe the requests I get. Let’s just put it this way, it’s whatever you can conjure up in your most wild imagination, and a million times more. I’ve had some really bold customers that just come in and tell me that they want to fuck me. The first time it happened; I was so shocked and speechless. He asked me what time I got off because he wanted to be there to pick me up. It was so scary. He was so creepy. He asked for my phone number and I panicked. I gave him a fake number. He left. Then I got paranoid that he would be infuriated. But thank goodness I haven’t seen him since. But I have had some really kinky customers.

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Is this my payback? I wondered. With everything else going on, the last thing I needed was to get into a car accident. But I did. I knew that if my parents found out, they would probably take my car. I’m on their major disappointment list right now, as usual. But the man that I hit was so furious about it. I had been stalling him and trying to figure out how I was going to get out of this one. So I told him that my parents wanted to come over and talk to him and take care of everything. He agreed but was surprised when I showed up alone. I told him that they were on their way. I “accidentally” kept flashing him. He kept looking. I made sure that he got several good glimpses up my dress so he could see that I wasn’t wearing any panties. I could tell that he was enjoying the view and kept watching for more. His attitude was changing too. He wasn’t as mad as he was at first. So I started to explain to him that my parents were very strict, and I was scared of what they would do.

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I was bound and determined to see my friend’s dad again. But I was also feeling a little bit like a crazy stalker. I managed to figure out the gate code and get in. And I snooped and found my friend’s spare house key.  Of course I didn’t know  how he was going to react. But I had an intense need to be with him. I needed to see him. It was like an uncontrollable craving. Like an addiction.

I quietly unlocked and opened the front door. Luckily there was no alarm. The house was dark. My heart was racing. I walked upstairs to his room. He was asleep. I decided to just slip my sundress off and climb into bed with him. He turned over and put his arm around me. I felt his hand slide down my back to my bare ass. All of a sudden, he jumped up. I think he literally almost had a heart attack. He turned on the lamp. Grabbing his chest and trying to catch his breath, “Rachel, what on earth are you doing?” He looked completely shocked. “Why are you naked? How did you get in?” He was so confused.

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Spring break in Nashville!  A week of fun, sun, and no responsibilities whatsoever. This year, me and my girls decided to head to Nashville for an adventure. Little did we know just how epic it would get…

We rolled into town on a Thursday afternoon, ready to paint the city red. Or in our case, country and western.

First stop: a honky tonk bar on Broadway. It was step right up to a hoedown in there. Line dancing, mechanical bull riding, and more cowboy hats than you could shake a stick at. We sipped on whiskey sours and two-stepped the night away with some mighty fine looking menfolk.

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It was the best spring break ever. I couldn’t stop thinking about my friend’s sexy dad. He was just so sexy. I kept trying to stop thinking about him like that. But I just couldn’t. Every time I saw him, I imagined him naked. And us doing things. I think he could tell. Every time he looked over at me, I was staring at him. I would try to look away. But I would see a sexy smile come across his face. And that look in his eyes. It made me blush. I felt like he could tell what I was thinking. It made me feel like everyone else could tell too. But I just couldn’t stop fantasizing about him. No matter how hard I tried not to, I always got so wet around him. I think his pheromones just drive me wild or something. But I could also see how he was looking at me. I could tell that he was interested as well. He always seemed to examine what I was wearing. Oh, and he would wink at me. That would just melt me. And make my pussy throb. I found myself purposely trying to be around him.

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Sara's Parents

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I always had a feeling Sara’s parents were freaks, but what I saw on Friday night shocked me. It also made my panties really wet but that’s besides the point. I was sleeping over my best friend, Sara’s house. We’d had a lot to drink and I got up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom. As I tiptoed down the hall, I could hear masculine moaning.

Too curious not to investigate, I crept closer to their bedroom door and noticed it was open a crack. Careful not to make a sound, I peered into their bedroom to see Sara’s mom on her knees in front of her Dad. His giant cock was in her mouth and he’s head was thrown back in pleasure.

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My professor wasn’t fazed, I guess. His wife caught us. I was hiding under his desk. Sucking on his cock. She stormed in and found me. Then she humiliated both of us. She told us that she’s known about the “affair”.  And she can tell how he feels about me. But she told us that our sexual relationship could continue if it happens only happens when she’s present. We both agreed. Both of our reputations are on the line. Especially his. We have everything at stake.

A couple of days later, he asked me to stay after class. So I did. He told me I needed extra credit. I asked him when. I was assuming it would be at his house. With his wife present. But he said “Now, under the desk.” I couldn’t believe it. He literally was not fazed. But I was scared. She was a vindictive woman. I didn’t want to find out what kind of retaliation she was capable of. But he seemed to think it was worth the risk. He told me to get under the desk. So I did. Omg, his cock was harder than ever. I started sucking on it.

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My roommates had a party the other night. It got really crazy. They told me that there were only going to be a few people. But they kept coming. My friends were dancing on the pole. Everyone started getting really rowdy and riled up. We were all partying and having a good time. They were all cheering my friends on as they took turns dancing on the pole. I joined in the cheering. Then all of a sudden, they all started cheering me on. They were yelling “Little Rachel on the pole” over and over again. I was so embarrassed. My friends are dancers. They know how to dance on the pole. I don’t. I was saying no but they wouldn’t stop. Under normal circumstances, I would’ve never done it. But between the drinks and the peer pressure, I somehow had the balls to do it. I’m sure I made myself look like a total loser. But everyone was having a good time. Me included. So I continued to give them what they wanted. Before I knew it, they were chanting “TAKE IT OFF!”

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The crush on my gyno was turning into my gyno being obsessed with me. I couldn’t believe it when he called me in for a third follow up! Who does that? I’d had a crush on him for a long time. Then when he was performing my first pelvic exam, I came in his face. He called me in for a follow up. He put a finger in my butt and rubbed my clit “to make sure it was all working right”. I came uncontrollably. Then he called me in for yet another follow up. He basically fucked me with the internal ultrasound wand. It was amazing. And now he was calling me in for a third follow up. What else could he possibly do to me? The weird part is that the appointment is for nine o’clock at night. I knew it seemed wrong. But it felt so right. I was so excited.

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