It kind of amuses me when I see all these straight people posting these stories about their one-on-one couplings. Let me bring you in to my craziest night ever.
I’m a transgender woman, meeting with a transgender man, K, and his cisgender girlfriend. L. We’re all in our local BDSM community, and while L is K’s submissive, K is a switch and has a Master, H, a cisgender man. So the four of us made up all the binary combinations: trans guy and girl, cis guy and girl. I met K one night to discuss a presentation he was giving on trans issues in kink, and one thing led to another and we got waaaayyy more intimate. BUT THAT’S NOT WHAT I’M WRITING ABOUT TONIGHT.
Anyway, we go to the local dungeon for a play party, where K is playing with L. He’s got her on the floor, naked. I don’t usually watch scenes, but I decided to watch this time. He has her blindfolded, and is putting clothespins on her and just generally teasing her and pinching her. He gestures over to me, and whispers in my ear to get a bottle of tobasco sauce from the kitchen. I go over and get it, coming back and put it in his hand. He puts it back, and whispers for me to put it on my tongue, and apply it to her pussy. I had to ask him to confirm it, I was so shocked and surprised. I had not anticipated taking part in this scene, I had no idea he would permit me to touch her, but once I knew he was okay with it I slid onto the floor, applying the tobasco sauce. I’m not a big fan of spicy, and it took me a moment to get used to it, but my mouth was on fire and it made my mouth soaking wet. I didn’t know if it was the increased saliva, or her excitement, but it was just a wet mess down there and I was drowning in her pussy. It had been years since I had been with a cis woman, and I didn’t have a lot of practice, but I went to town like there was no tomorrow, wrapping her thighs around my arms and holding her in place, while K continued playing with the clothespins.
Then I start feeling a flogger slapping at my back and my ass; Master H had joined in, and had begun flogging me from above. The pain made me yelp and moan into L’s pussy, which made her moan too as K pinched her and toyed with her. I wriggled out of my clothes as best I could, so the two women were getting used and abused by the two men. At one point, they brought us a cup of icecubes, and after smoothing down the ice with my mouth and melting the rough edges I played with L’s pussy with the ice cube on my tongue. After the tobasco, it was a it of a relief!
After a while, L got up, she’d had enough. But then the three of them turned on me, and ooohhh god I knew I was in trouble. They started putting clothespins on me, at first with some difficulty as my skin is tight and smooth, but they started finding some places = including my cock, which wasn’t my cup of tea but the pain was so intense I couldn’t say no. By the time they were done, I had almost 37 clothespins on me, on my ears, on my lips, even a zipline (where there’s a row of clothespins attatched together that you rip off all at once) across my belly. I had no idea why I was letting them do that, but I loved it.
But they weren’t done with me; they started slapping my breasts and my thighs with their bare hands! I was stuck sitting lotus-position, so I was completely exposed. Every hit stung so much, but I was thrilled that I could take it, being relatively new to the community. I started developing huge, purple welts, and I started cursing them out, which only made them laugh and hit me more, teasing me that I needed to have a gag. I think at one point I called K a “cocksucking motherfucker,” and even began speaking in tongues.
I finally had to call red, I’d had enough, and I collapsed on the carpet, noodly and giggly in subspace. They cuddled me and brought me over to a bed, in what we called the Harem room in the dungeon, and we all got in to spend the night, still totally naked. But if you think we were done, you’d be mistaken. Master H hadn’t had his fun; he climbed up on top of K and started fucking him, while L and I made out and played with each other. I was so jealous of Master H’s ability; for a over 60 year old Indian man, he was in great shape, and every thrust made the king-size bed jump! L played with my cock and my breasts, while I fingered her and sucked on her nipples, and it was just insane. Then, after a while, Master H got off of K, and began pumping into L, and K came over on my side and started giving me a handjob. With Master H and L just fucking right next to me, us girls were making quite the moaning show, squeaking and crying out. I begged K to let me cum, just let me cum, and I squirted into his hand and he made me lick my cum off his fingers.
It went on like that all night; Master H would sleep for a while, and we’d get some snoozes, then he would wake up and start fucking K or L and it would start all over again. At the end of the night, the last time, it started out with K stroking Master H under the covers, and I gently pushed his hand away and took over. Then Master H got up to start fucking K again, and K was fingering L on one side and sucking me off on the other.
So that was the saga of probably the craziest night I’ll ever have. I didn’t fuck anyone, they weren’t ready for that, but it was so sexy that ever since I saw this sub I just had to share.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/68qnvy/all_night_all_gender_epic_mfmttt_kink_foursome
Way too many letters instead of just fake names. Even a cursory glance at the posts in here would have told you that people don’t like letters.
The letters definitely make it hard to follow.
That story was painfully hot to the touch. May I suggest Kay, Elle, and Harold should this torrid grouping happen again? This story is so many of my fantasies.