That poor guy on the train last night [Str8] [Fdom] [huml]

A: hay gurrl!!

M: hey whatsup? hungover??

A: lol totally…

M: omg you will not believe what happened on the train after you left!

A: tell me?

M: so we were taking the last train home right, and there’s no one there except the three of us and this creepy dude

M: and he’s totally staring at Rebecca, like kept staring at her tits, thinking we won’t notice

A: lol no way, what a creep!! god hate it when they do that

M: probably just a horny teenager though… well Rebecca is quite drunk right, and she’s like “i’m going to go up to him” and we’re telling her to just ignore him, but she ain’t havin any of it

M: so she gets up and sits down right in front of the guy and starts like sexy licking her finger and shit, staring at the dude, saying shit like “ooh yeahh do you like this?”

A: oh dear…

M: the dude is pretending to not notice her and just on his phone, and Rebecca is all groping herself like some porn star, really getting into it

Girl’s dream [fdom msub huml]

I usually forget my dreams, but this one somehow stayed with me since I had it. This dream reached into my deepest fantasies and fetishes, and created a twisted, perverted story that only I could have come up with. I have to admit, I can’t stop thinking about it even now.

I was with my boyfriend, who looked nothing like my boyfriend, though I can’t quite describe in what way. I was a sort of witch or magician lady or something, and I had magical powers. I had put an oddly specific curse on him. Basically, it made him unable to cum unless it was with me. Even if he tried to masturbate or have sex with someone else, he would get turned on but without being able to ever finish.

There was something else about this curse. Every time he got turned on, the cum just accumulated indefinitely in his balls, and they’d grow bigger and bigger each time until he got to cum.

If you control his cock, you control him.

[fdom msub huml]

He only agreed because he thought he would be able to prove that he’s stronger than me. No, actually, it wasn’t about who’s stronger, it was simply about who’s in control.

I told him I could control him through his cock. He said that whatever that meant, it wouldn’t work, and he found the whole idea funny. So I did a little experiment.

You know those little remote controlled clit vibrators? Well I ordered one of those, and I also got one of those vibrating silicone cock rings that don’t do shit. Basically it’s a silicone ring with a second, smaller ring on it that would hold a small useless vibrating bullet. I simply replaced the bullet with the remote controlled one. It was stretchy enough to fit tightly around the the base of his glans.

The challenge was simple. He would have to wear it while we go out for a few hours with some friends, and I’d make him cum. If I succeed, he loses.

Girl’s dream: The Curse

I usually forget my dreams, but this one somehow stayed with me since I had it. This dream reached into my deepest fantasies and fetishes, and created a twisted, perverted story that only I could have come up with. I have to admit, I can’t stop thinking about it even now.

I was with my boyfriend, who looked nothing like my boyfriend, though I can’t quite describe in what way. I was a sort of witch or magician lady or something, and I had magical powers. I had put an oddly specific curse on him. Basically, it made him unable to cum unless it was with me. Even if he tried to masturbate or have sex with someone else, he would get turned on but without being able to ever finish.

There was something else about this curse. Every time he got turned on, the cum just accumulated indefinitely in his balls, and they’d grow bigger and bigger each time until he got to cum.

If you control his cock, you control him.

He only agreed because he thought he would be able to prove that he’s stronger than me. No, actually, it wasn’t about who’s stronger, it was simply about who’s in control.

I told him I could control him through his cock. He said that whatever that meant, it wouldn’t work, and he found the whole idea funny. So I did a little experiment.

You know those little remote controlled clit vibrators? Well I ordered one of those, and I also got one of those vibrating silicone cock rings that don’t do shit. Basically it’s a silicone ring with a second, smaller ring on it that would hold a small useless vibrating bullet. I simply replaced the bullet with the remote controlled one. It was stretchy enough to fit tightly around the the base of his glans.

The challenge was simple. He would have to wear it while we go out for a few hours with some friends, and I’d make him cum. If I succeed, he loses.

Crème Fraîche – Humiliated by a group of girls on the train [Str8, fffm, huml, Fdom, nc]

I posted this on r/eroticliterature, hope it isn’t against the rules to post it here too.

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This story is based on an actual experience I had a few years ago on a late night London tube train. The story is entirely true up until the point of physical contact. After that, it’s just fantasy.

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I was waiting for the last underground train, headed home from a work party. I was very tired and quite drunk, I just wanted to get home as fast as possible. The train arrived, and I entered. The carriage was almost empty, save for three loud drunk girls.

As I walked past them, I couldn’t help but notice that one of them had very large breasts with a very deep, exposed cleavage. Being a man, it caught my eye and I involuntarily glanced at them for a split second. As this happened, I saw that she had a wide grin on her face, looking straight at me, her two friends started giggling, and they said something like “He likes your tits!”.

Crème Fraîche – Humiliated by a group of girls on the train

This story is based on an actual experience I had a few years ago on a late night London tube train. The story is entirely true up until the point of physical contact. After that, it’s just fantasy.

***

I was waiting for the last underground train, headed home from a work party. I was very tired and quite drunk, I just wanted to get home as fast as possible. The train arrived, and I entered. The carriage was almost empty, save for three loud drunk girls.

As I walked past them, I couldn’t help but notice that one of them had very large breasts with a very deep, exposed cleavage. Being a man, it caught my eye and I involuntarily glanced at them for a split second. As this happened, I saw that she had a wide grin on her face, looking straight at me, her two friends started giggling, and they said something like “He likes your tits!”.