Author: A_Liddell106

My Mother, My Wife (Part 4/5) [Ff] [Taboo] [Mother/Daughter] [Lesbian] [Romance]

Cherie was stunned at the kiss, her body tensing before she leaned into it. She cupped her daughter’s face in her hands, tasting her lips before she parted them with her tongue. Lily’s kiss was gentle, tentative, sweet. Cherie pulled back, searching her daughter’s eyes for any sign of hesitancy- she didn’t want her to experience regret. “Are you sure, baby?” she asked. Lily kissed her mom again, this time with more tongue. “I’m sure. You were right, mom. We can be this for each other- I want to try to be this for you- I want to be everything for you. Please?” That was all that Cherie needed to take her daughter by the fire.

She kissed Lily with passion, running her fingers through her daughter’s hair as her tongue explored her mouth. Lily was responsive to her touch, letting a moan escape her lips as she wrapped her arms around her mother. Cherie wanted to take things slow with Lily, but also wanted to ravage her daughter entirely- it was a constant battle in her mind. Her hands wandered from her hair, kisses setting a slow pace as her fingertips danced over the thin spaghetti straps holding her shirt up. Cherie trailed her fingers down Lily’s shoulders, taking the straps with them. She felt goosebumps follow her fingers down Lily’s arms, and was surprised as Lily pulled her arms out of the straps on her own. The shirt was quick to fall, freeing her daughter’s perfect breasts. Read more »

I was having sex with my girlfriend when her mom walked in…part 3 [MFf] [Facefuck] [Mother/Daughter]

She stood, letting go of my cock. I felt quite a bit of relief, getting an opportunity to stop trying not to cum for the first time in a while. “Come here, Lexi, lay down on the bed over here,” Crystal directed, and to both of our surprise Lexi obeyed. She was clearly enamoured by her mom’s performance, and wanted to learn. “Shane, come stand here,” she said, gesturing bedside her. She laid her daughter on her back on the bed, hanging her head over the edge so that her ponytail touched the ground.

“When I was learning to deep throat, I found this angle really helped,” she said matter of factly, grabbing me by the hips. “Standing gives you a bit more leverage to force yourself down her throat, and this angle has very little resistance,” Crystal explained. My hard cock hovered over Lexi’s gorgeous face, her wide eyes looking up at me through it. “Okay, Lexi, now open your mouth like a good girl, and let Shane fuck your face,” Crystal said gently. Lexi did as she was told, opening wide to accept my cock. “Stick your tongue out, baby,” Crystal said as she spat on her hand and stroked my cock. “All right, Shane, fuck my daughter’s face,” she said with a smile. Read more »

Tormentor and Protector [Mf] [D/s] [Psychological torture] [Pain]

One of the things that I appreciate most about Mr. Envelope is the level of care that he puts into hurting me. As he wrapped lengths of rope around my legs, binding me to a spreader bar to keep them open, his touch was sensual, deliberate. I lay on the bed with wrists cuffed to each corner, blindfolded and ballgagged as he took his time to ensure that my legs would be immobile and spread. Gentle strokes of my skin as he wound the rope reminded me of his appreciation for me submitting my body to his will. Tight knots in the rope reinforced his control over me.

When he was finished, I felt him watching me test the limits of the restraints, finding them to be very binding. He said nothing, standing quietly as I tried to quiet my mind. I squared my shoulders, taking a few deep breaths to center myself- I couldn’t see or move, knowing whatever was coming next was not up to me. Just as I was starting to feel grounded, I felt the sharp sting of a leather flogger- just once, very hard- between my legs. I yelped in pain, the spreader bar and rope preventing me from closing my legs to protect myself. I tried to steady myself for his attack, but the shock and pain from the first one was still reverberating through my body. He resumed his silent stance, his inaction almost worse than another blow. Read more »

He covered me in marks and then covered me in cum- true story [Mf] [D/s] [Impact Play] [Facial]

In an effort to get my head on straight before going back to work after the holidays, I invited Mr. Intensity over for a play. His plan was to use me as he saw fit, and leave it at that- a plan that he executed flawlessly.

He arrived, and we caught up for a bit- it had been a while since we had seen each other. Eventually, after trading holiday stories and COVID thoughts (typically conversation fodder this time of year), he said “let’s get upstairs and get your pants off,” which proved to be a fairly effective transition.

I obliged, receiving a most excellent tit groping right off the bat. He didn’t bring rope with him this time- a deviation from his usual. He blindfolded me as always, turning my world to black in favour of relying on other senses and sensations. I was instructed to lay on my back on the bed, and felt his hands, rough and playful, kneading and pinching my tits. It felt good to be handled this way, his hands groping handfuls of each breast while his mouth teased my nipples, sucking with a ferocity on my skin to leave marks. He painted a picture on them, leaving me with marks- subtle and non- all over the soft skin. Read more »

I was having sex with my girlfriend when her mom walked in…part 2 [MFf] [Blowjob] [Mother/Daughter] [Spit]

Lexi dropped my hand, turning her body slightly toward me. She wrapped her hand back around my cock, which came right back to attention despite the bizarre circumstances. She looked me in the eye as she started to stroke, the moment charged in a very different way than it had been earlier. Crystal made no more noise, but I could still distinctly feel her presence in the room as her daughter lowered her mouth to my cock.

Lexi worked her magic on me, forcing out a moan as I felt her tongue flick the tip of my cock as her lips closed around me. She held eye contact, each of us focusing on the other in an effort to drown out the additional presence in the room. It almost worked, until we heard Crystal’s voice: “Nice work, Lexi- you’ve got him squirming. Now take him all the way in.”

To Lexi’s credit, she tried. She forced my cock as far as she could into her throat, her nose almost touching my body before she coughed and gagged it up. She sat up, eyes watering.
“Oh, come on baby, you’re better than that. Again,” Crystal chided, moving her chair closer to the bed for a better vantage point. “Mom, please- stop it. Just leave us alone,” Lexi begged, wiping the tears from her eyes. “Again, Lexi, and this time get it all the way in.” Read more »

New Dom Partner Forces Me to Cum Over and Over [Mf] [D/s] [Forced Orgasms] [Protocol] [Toys] [Sensual] [True Story]

The thrill of a new partner is always such a high- the way his energy consumes a room, his smell enveloping you before his hands even touch you. The feel of new hands dancing along your skin, that first tentative crush of lips together. Last night, I played with a new partner- and it did not disappoint.

We had met for a drink previously- assessing each other, discussing kinks and life, seeing if there was any chemistry and alignment worth pursuing. I found him to be self-aware, philosophical, and experienced- my kryptonite trifecta. At the end of that meeting, we both decided that we wanted more. We spent the entire day of the scheduled playdate messaging back and forth, trading information on limits, safe words, protocol, etc.- I was given a few instructions to start out.

1. Be waiting for him kneeling beside my bed, arms behind my back
2. Have the toys that I am okay with him using nicely displayed
3. Wear babydoll type lingerie, lace panties, hair down
4. Address him as Sir
5. Do not speak unless/until spoken to
6. Maintain good posture
7. Speak in the third person (ie. Sir, your sub needs to cum now) Read more »

I was having sex with my girlfriend when her mom walked in…part 1 (MF, Blowjob)

Lexi kissed me deeply, angling her perfect body so that she was back on top of me. Seeing her glorious tits hanging over me as she bent over for a kiss had my cock rock hard, desperate to be freed from the confines of my jeans. I thrust my hips up into her as her tongue touched mine, the passion in her kiss mirroring my own. Her slim fingers undid the first three buttons on my shirt, enough for her hands to touch my chest.

When her need outweighed her patience, she ripped my shirt open, sending buttons scattering along the floor. I gasped at her impulsiveness, smirking slightly as the reality of her ripping my shirt off was so much better than my fantasy. Her hands covered every inch of my chest, creating a path of fire everywhere she touched. She nibbled on my earlobe as I sat up slightly to take the rest of my shirt off, moaning at the feel of her delicate mouth on such a sensitive area. “Lexi,” was all I could get out before her mouth crushed mine again. Read more »

Your Sub Needs to Cum (true story, D/s, Mf, forced orgasms, sensual, protocol, toys)

The thrill of a new partner is always such a high- the way his energy consumes a room, his smell enveloping you before his hands even touch you. The feel of new hands dancing along your skin, that first tentative crush of lips together. Last night, I played with a new partner- and it did not disappoint.

We had met for a drink previously- assessing each other, discussing kinks and life, seeing if there was any chemistry and alignment worth pursuing. I found him to be self-aware, philosophical, and experienced- my kryptonite trifecta. At the end of that meeting, we both decided that we wanted more. We spent the entire day of the scheduled playdate messaging back and forth, trading information on limits, safe words, protocol, etc.- I was given a few instructions to start out.

1. Be waiting for him kneeling beside my bed, arms behind my back
2. Have the toys that I am okay with him using nicely displayed
3. Wear babydoll type lingerie, lace panties, hair down
4. Address him as Sir
5. Do not speak unless/until spoken to
6. Maintain good posture
7. Speak in the third person (ie. Sir, your sub needs to cum now) Read more »

Edging Through the 5 Stages of Grief, and Other Assorted Tortures (Mf, D/s, edging, impact play, rough sex)

He came in the door, bending to greet the dogs before standing to his full height to meet my eyes. He took his time looking me up and down, appreciating my tanned legs and short sundress. He closed the gap between us in three steps, leaning into me so I could feel his breath when he said “Upstairs, slowly.”

I walked slowly up the stairs in front of him while he lifted my skirt and watched; panties aren’t allowed unless he specifically requests them. When I almost got to the top stair, he pulled on my hair to make me stop. He pressed the small of my back to bend me over. I put my hands on the stairs in front of me and arched my back to present my ass to him like a good slut. His silent assessment made my body tense as I tried to anticipate his next move- am I going to feel a slap? A tongue? A finger? At long last he moved in behind me and started tonguing my ass. I shivered as I felt the gentle pressure in my most private area, darting in and out of my hole to coax a moan. His fingers entered my pussy as his tongue continued its assault, striking an unrelenting rhythm until my orgasm ungracefully buckled my knees. He laughed, but still offered no words. Read more »

Best Friends Forever: Chapter 6 (MFf, D/S/s, Spit, Latex, Edging)

It was finally the weekend. The rest of the week had passed without incident, with Julia and Katie resuming their usual patterns of work and school, sharing the odd meal or TV show together. Jack had been over a few times, and aside from finding herself blushing every time he looked at her, Julia found interactions with him to be fairly normal. When she got home from class Friday night, Katie was dressed again in her latex catsuit, finishing her makeup. “He will be here in about 45 minutes, get dressed. I put your outfit on your bed,” she said, leaving no room for questions or conversation.

Julia went straight to her room, seeing a new latex outfit on her bed with a note from Sir:

*“Be a good slave and put this on…I like you in latex. Don’t forget the eyeliner, and a little something extra- in your favourite colour if I remember correctly.” -Sir*

She touched the smooth material, this time a skater dress. Two additional pieces of fabric accompanied it, and it took her a minute to realize that they were thigh highs. His final gift was a tube of lipstick. With some difficulty Julia got dressed, taking extra care to emphasize her eyeliner before finishing with her new lipstick shade- a deep purple. It isn’t a colour she would ever wear, but somehow with her head-to-toe latex it worked. Read more »