An ode to your ruined orgasm [MF]

I discovered my little fetish with my first boyfriend. We were teens, we were making out and I had no idea what I was doing. I was teasing him with my hands, and for a moment I stopped to take my top off. But just as I did, he came. He seemed frustrated and I asked him why, since I assumed an orgasm was an orgasm. He told me that he couldn’t help it, but that it wasn’t a true orgasm and it didn’t feel satisfying, and that I should always keep going once he’s past the point of no return.

For some reason, this turned me on like crazy. It was the feeling of being in control of his body and his emotional state, through his cock. Since then, I have done it hundreds of times with dozens of men, and have practiced it to perfection.

I love the desperation. I can tease them for hours and watch as they go from completely reasonable, intelligent men to single-minded, groaning animals unable to speak, with a single instinctive goal: to ejaculate.

The naughty boys club [fdom] [huml]

The naughty boys club was designed for girlfriends to get revenge at their cheating boyfriends. The girls would place them in very simple devices that they had created, which consisted of a large wooden plank with a hole drilled in the middle. The hole was just big enough to fit a flaccid cock and balls through but too tight to fit back out when erect. The planks were placed behind the guys’ butts and their packages pulled through while flaccid, then stimulated to erection. This would force them to stay on all fours contorted in a rather uncomfortable position, unable to straighten up, with unhindered access to their cock and balls for pleasure or punishment, as necessary.

The cum fountain

When I lived in London in my early twenties, I had a boyfriend who I used to go to some adult shows every once in a while with. He used to drag me to them mostly as it wasn’t really my thing, and at some point I told him the only way I’m going is if he participated in one of the shows. These events usually had shows where audience members could participate, and they ranged from plain old bondage demonstrations to hardcore saline injections, piercings and whatnot. Anyway, so one of these was called the “cum fountain” and the only thing we knew was that there would be multiple guys and they’d receive hand jobs from the dommes on stage. After some convincing my boyfriend was up for it.

Voyeur caught and brutally humiliated by two drunk girls [ffdom] [huml] [medical play] [ruined orgasm]

Marc was caught sneaking photos of the girls on their 2nd floor balcony while Kate was drawing a nude picture of Niki on the couch. The drunk girls invited him in promising him a “good time” but he soon found himself gagged and handcuffed to a gas pipe above the doorway. They stripped him to his underwear and told him the rules of the game they were about to play.

“The rules are simple, little boy. If you don’t get excited, we let you go.”

“However, if you can’t control yourself, you get punished.”

Then, Kate turned to Niki they slowly began kissing in front of Marc.

“Do you think he’s getting excited?” Niki asked Kate.

“Doesn’t look like it…” Kate replied, glancing down at Marc’s boxers. ” Maybe he’s impotent”, she giggled, and went back to kissing Niki.

“You just wait…” Kate said, and started unbuttoning Niki’s blouse ” He hasn’t had a good look at these yet.”

“So out on the balcony you wanted to get a view of this didn’t you? Well here’s your chance… Have you ever seen breasts like these, boy?” She asked, as she opened Niki’s blouse to reveal her large breasts. Kate caressed them and pulled Niki closer to her while kissing her. “Damn Niki you lucky bitch… my hands are way too small to even contain them…”

My first experience at the field trip [f][m]

This happened in high school, when we were on a field trip to Vienna with my class and the other parallel class.

There was a girl called Elisa in the other class that every guy had a crush on, including me. Let’s just say she developed early, and well, there’s no elegant way to put it, she had massive tits. I know, there’s always that busty girl in every class but she was different. She literally had to be exempt from gym classes because she was unable to run or jump with her chest. One time, we were in some computer class and we heard a beeping sound, the one you get when you press more than 3 keys on the keyboard at the same time. After some confused looks, we realize that her boobs were literally inadvertently resting on the keyboard and pressing all the keys.

She later got a reduction, but that doesn’t mean she didn’t enjoy the hell out of her gift while she could.

Good Cowboy [fm] [Fdom] [huml] [bdsm]

G was exactly the type of girl referred to in the saying “don’t stick your dick in crazy”. She was absolutely crazy, but this was not always immediately apparent to everyone. Maybe this was because she was also insanely attractive in a conventional way, leading to so many males discarding all of their rational thinking upon seeing her cute, busty little body and doll face. Due to this, those who crossed paths with her often ended up with very unusual fates.

She may have not been the brightest, but she could just wear a low cut top and sleep with a different guy every day if she wanted to, which was all the power she needed. But instead, she was on a constant mission to finding “the right guy”. Of course, the breakup was always his fault, and often based on nothing but “bad feelings”, suspicions or gossip. She would then often punish those who she thought had wronged her in strangely creative ways.

Good boy [Fdom]

It all started a few years ago when I had a short relationship with a guy. We were both in the same class and we got together at some point at his place. It was our first time doing anything sexual together, and we were kissing wildly and getting super turned on. I was getting undressed for him for the first time, and I could feel his erection through his jeans. I took my top off, and I’ll never forget his expression of awe when he saw my boobs. Yes, I have quite the cleavage, I’m not going to lie. He immediately started feeling them up, putting his hands and face between them and getting absolutely turned on. It was probably the first time he’d touched a pair, let alone something of my size.

Then suddenly, he stops, closes his eyes and starts to groan. Embarrassed, he apologizes and gets up to go to the bathroom, but I tell him to stop. I want to see it. “No, wait!” he stammers, but I unbutton his jeans. The devastation is absolute. There is warm cum everywhere, just oozing down his legs. In that moment, I felt immensely powerful: I made him do this, without even touching him. I’m irresistible. I’m too much to handle. This feeling was incredible, and I wanted more.

My first girlfriend and her mind games [Fdom m]

While inspired by real events, the story below is work of FICTION and describes what can be viewed as non-consensual sexual acts between two teenagers.

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My first relationship was a very strange one. It seemed fun at the time but now that I think of it, it was wrong in many ways. Despite that, I enjoyed it a lot but it was my fault that I let it evolve into what it became.

When I was in high school, I had an embarrassing problem: like many teenagers, I had premature ejaculation. It wasn’t just a matter of cumming too early during sex, I would sometimes even cum instantly if a girl touched my dick, even through clothes. This didn’t happen when I masturbated, so I only discovered this when I got my first “girlfriend” in high school. I was quite a shy guy and I was never very successful with girls, so when this girl (let’s call her Lisa) who was completely out of my league decided to date me, I was mortified. I could not understand why a girl like her wanted to date me, but I wanted to make sure I didn’t ruin my chances.

Hi, I’m Kimberly, and I want to play a game [Fdom] [f] [m] [huml]

Right, so, when I was in high school, I was quite a perv. Let’s just say I developed early, and easily had the biggest boobs in my class by far. I know lots of girls are self conscious about their breasts but I freaking loved it. All the guys were secretly in love with me and I know it was only because of my chest – but I didn’t care. I loved the power that I had over them.

I deliberately wore bras with little support to make them bounce, hypnotizing all the guys in the corridors. I went without a bra sometimes, letting my nipples poke through my thick yellow sweater. Wherever I went, I would count the boners like trophies, and I’d pretend to not notice. I’d lean over just at the right time, or I’d jump up and down from “joy” in front of the nerdy boys, “oblivious” to my eagerly bouncing titties. I loved seeing them scramble to hide their bulges in the most awkward situations. It really made me feel like I had control over them. I think it was specifically the absolute helplessness that I loved about it, the way I have more control over a cock than its owner. There you go, that explains everything about boys!

Publicly edged at the sex convention [Fdom]

After a a day of pestering, I gave in and agreed to go to the show with her. While it wasn’t my kind of thing, I was up for trying something new and she did get me into some kinky shit lately, so I thought why the hell not.

There was a lot of the usual stuff, painful looking metal devices, leather restraints, and more hardcore stuff like body modification. There was even a booth where you could get temporary saline injections done in various body parts. It was especially popular with girls, as they could grow a cup size or two in a mere hour, it was really fun to watch. A guy had his scrotum inflated to the size of a bowling ball, which didn’t look very comfortable. I jokingly told Anna to get a boob inflation done, but to my surprise she agreed. On one condition, though – that I also participate in one of the shows first. I was intrigued, but I certainly didn’t want any needles around my junk.