Author: deletingsoon666

After school special (Part 1) [Fiction] [DILF] [Teasing] [Squirting]

I switch off the engine of my baby blue Vespa, and kick the stand, parking it on their driveway. “Seems like the house,” I say to myself, hopping off the scooter. I toss my helmet into the seat compartment and brush my hair with my fingers while looking at the small mirror.

Walking up the steps of their porch, I readjust my black tank top and my light-wash jeans. A little casual for tutoring a child at their home, but it’s a nice autumn day, and it’s the weekend. I press the doorbell and wait.

Tiny footsteps come running from the other side of the door, and the knob twists open.

“Hi, Miss.” The boy waves.

“Hey, Lucas. Ready to get studying? Is your dad home?” I look down, with a grin on my face. The kid has a silly green and purple dinosaur T-shirt on, and striped pants.

“DAD! SHE’S HERE!” He turns back and yells. Read more »

6 bulls, 2 vixens, 1 dom, and me [F] [Group] [First time]

Yes, you read that right. A couple I got to know, sometimes host sexy events like this, and this was my first time getting invited to this, and I said yes. I have mentioned them in my story about the BDSM dungeon, but in said story, I was only involved with the husband, Joel [M38], but this time, his wife Chloe [F25], Christie [F25, a friend of Chloe], and six other bulls are present [M28-35, Alex, Adam, Mike, Evan, Tyler, Caleb].

The night started out casually. Joel and Chloe had booked a hotel room suite for the night, and the gang’s all there, mingling and talking to each other. I’m not a very social person in big group settings, and also I didn’t really know anyone very well except Joel, so I stayed quiet, mostly. I was kind of the observer (*ahem, foreshadowing*) for most of the discussions. The bulls talked about their MANY experiences of tag-teaming other women. I also didn’t touch a single drop of alcohol during that time, mostly because I’m quite nervous and I was in my head so I didn’t need more… reinforcement. Read more »

My first time in a BDSM dungeon, being the wizard’s familiar [MF]

Not too long ago, I [24F] found a new play partner through a kink site. They’re a married couple, but I’m not too involved with the wife. I’ve met them twice, once for a drink, and once with the mister (let’s call him Joel, 38M) to fuck at their place. Anyway, back to the story.

We walked up to a white door. There were no signs, only a small plaque, with the name of the venue engraved on it. He buzzes in, while I stood opposite him, rubbing my hands together, wrapping myself tighter with the scarf. I eyed him from top to bottom, he was wearing a black leather coat, but I could see what he was wearing underneath; a matching vest and a black fitted vinyl top and vinyl trousers that hug his hips very well and highlights his bulge. His head is shaved, his beard is thick and neatly trimmed. Aviator glasses frame his face. He lit a cigarette, and we waited in silence. We had discussed what we liked to do there, the night before. There was no more discussion to be had (or so I thought…) Despite freezing in the cold autumn air, my blood was rushing, and my heart was beating fast. Read more »

So long, soldier [MF]

I recently posted about my experience hooking up with a Redditor but… Well, it became more than just a one-night stand. And this one is a much more of a slow burn.

Riley (27M) texted me (24F) back the next day, telling me that he left his belongings in my apartment. Being a decent person, I looked for it right away, but to no avail, I couldn’t find it, and I went ahead to tell him that my efforts weren’t fruitful. He smoothly replied, saying that he would come back to look for it himself. Cheeky.

If you didn’t read my story before, then I would describe him as a gentle giant. He towers above me, he can put his chin on the top of my head. He’s athletic, and his body shows that well; toned chest and abs, fit biceps, his arms are veiny and toned, and he has long, powerful legs. He has blonde hair, strong brows and forehead, deep eyes, thin lips, and a chiseled jaw. He looks very serious and angry, and his voice is very deep and velvety. I don’t know him for long, but he’s definitely a softie deep inside. Passionate, funny, open-minded, playful. He’s a total sweetheart. Read more »

Sex with a Redditor [MF]

I walked down the stairs entering the bar. People were standing, some were sitting, getting to know each other. After all, it’s a social event that was posted on Reddit. Redditors meeting redditors.

I scan the room for familiar faces. I spot a few, but they were all huddling in big circles with others, so I steered myself away, when I saw another familiar face; Riley (27M, not his real name).

We had met previously, same event. We didn’t talk much but I remember him well. He’s athletic, handsome, and tall. In the military. But mostly I remember because I caught him pointing at me, as he talked to someone next to him. And he called me “Canada”.

Back to the present evening. I went on to say hi, and sat at his table. A few other men were there, a couple I do know as well. I made small talk, but slowly, the other men started to scoot away from the table, either to get beer or talk to others, but I was in deep conversation with Riley. Read more »

[MF] Enjoy your stay!

I [24F] live in a big city where so many tourists come and go and I recently learn that, tourists make the best partners. So, let’s just say that I have made myself into the “vacation hookup that they will never forget” kind of girl.

Tourists are fun, giving and generous, and they will fuck me like it’s their last night on earth. They’re social and open, since most of them are solo travelers.

The neighborhood I live in is beautiful and romantic and very close to a national landmark, so it sets the tone very well. Cute little bars, paved streets, warm lighting, the works.

I get matches quite easily on Tinder. I’m a pretty good looking woman and my bio represents my personality quite well. I usually match, then meet them the same night. Sometimes in bars, sometimes they come straight to my apartment.

Last guy I saw was a Brit. Tall, dark, fit and handsome, he has beautiful tattoos all over his arms. We flirted the whole day, and I could tell our conversation was firing him up. Charm, wit and dry humor. Threw in some suggestive pics. Left him wanting more each time. Read more »

The Alice and Clark show (Part 4) [3rd Person] [MF] [Audience] [Bondage] [Fiction]

He lays a few toys on the bed, and Alice, still helpless and spread apart, stares at the array of spanking paddles now laid in front of her. Clark glances at her and reaches out to lower her blindfold and put the headphones into place.

He takes a seat on the edge of the bed. Ankles still cuffed to the bar, Clark grabs the steel and drags Alice toward him, and turns his arm to flip her over. Her stomach is laid on his lap, her ass raised, and her face pressed to a side against the bed.

Alice’s body trembles as she takes a deep breath, bracing herself for the pain. Clark’s firm hand slaps down on her right ass cheek, the cracking sound inciting gasps of amazement from the live audience. Alice gasps, her body twitching on Clark’s knees, but stays put nonetheless, without complaint.

Clark caresses the pink mark forming on her skin, soothing her before he spanks her another time. Her soft yelps and the way she flinches drives him insane, and probably the crowd in front of him would easily agree. Read more »

The Alice and Clark show (Part 3) [3rd Person] [MF] [Audience] [Bondage] [Fiction]

With the added liquid courage, Alice walks on to the stage alongside Clark. A bed, covered in dark, flowy sheets is placed at the center of the stage, and a small nightstand is placed next to it. Cameras are installed facing different angles of the bed, three on tripods and one on the ceiling. A producer sits at the back of the arena, controlling the show on large LED flat screens to give the audience views they don’t have from their seats. 

Bright lights shine on them, and they both blink, adjusting their vision. The club’s lounge is dark, only slightly lit by soft, LED strip lights on the walls, and warm, contemporary-style disk lights hang from the ceiling. 

The audience is seated on royal blue velvet lounge booths that are lined up against the wall, and some are sitting around round dining tables that are scattered around the room, surrounding the stage. In the far back of the room, the club’s bar is lively, with a few of the club patrons ordering drinks before they finally take a seat.  Read more »

The Alice and Clark show (Part 2) [3rd Person] [MF] [Audience] [Bondage] [Fiction]

Friday night has arrived. It was three of the most intensely torturous days of Alice’s life. She is still left in the dark regarding the specificities of the show she’s going to perform, and will never know until she gets on the stage tonight. Also, the explicit rule Drew established in which she wasn’t allowed to even touch herself since he told her about the event. The combination of the two has been eating her up inside.

Drew opens the dressing room door, leading Alice in. She’s still wearing her office clothes from work, her breath is uneven. She strides into the room, plopping herself onto the dark blue velvet couch, setting down her small overnight bag that she had packed with a change of clothes, her makeup pouch, and a few other essentials.

“I got here as soon as I can. I hope I’m not late.” Her eyes pace around the room. One wall features a long tabletop, the length of the room, with multiple chairs and bright lights and mirrors, as you’d see in any backstage dressing room. The other wall has multiple chairs and couches, soft and fluffy. The room is dark, the motif of deep colors and soft, velvety fabrics. There are a room divider and a door on the opposite end of the entrance to a private shower and bathroom. Read more »

The Alice and Clark show (Part 1) [3rd Person] [MF] [Bondage] [Fiction]

Drew leans forward on his taupe-colored, padded, leather office chair, clicking from email to email, making sure he’s up to date on the office’s happenings. A good day for the company, for sure. New business rolling in and some older clients looking for new services. Being a consulting firm in advanced tech can make for interesting days. But there is still no taking away from the reality though, of it being “the same old,” after years of grinding and building a reputable firm. As he finishes the last new message, Drew leans back in his chair, rubbing his eyes gently, and looks out of his office window to the dark-haired girl sitting in her cubicle from the glass partition of his office. His dark-haired girl; and smiles.

Just as he goes back to his computer, and the work in front of him the sound of the glass door opening breaks his daydreams.

“No knocks?” Drew mocks, jokingly at his friend. He breaks into a smile, “Thanks for coming by.”

“No probs, I was just around the area,” Clark replies as he seats himself on the cube-shaped armchair, facing his good friend. “Look at this place,” he says marveling at the meticulously decorated corner office. Contemporary, sleek, and clean. “Do I need to take my shoes off at the door?” he laughs? Read more »