How we Lost Friends Thanks to Sex [MF]

My girlfriend and I went to Download Festival in 2006 with a large group of friends. The pair of us were sharing a tent with five others. The tent had a central room with three bedroom compartments connected. We were sleeping in the central area which meant that we had the least amount of privacy. Our tent was amongst a circle of tents belonging to our other friends so we had a good size communal private area to hang out in away from other campers

The weekend was hot and we all spent the time half naked whilst near the tents, all if practically sat around in our underwear or topless. We had agreed on the first day that it was too hot to sit around fully dressed especially as a lot of the group were goths or emo and only wore black.

Surrounded by so much nakedness made a lot of people horny and couples went off to have sex fairly often. Unfortunately due to lack of privacy my girlfriend and I were not afforded that luxury. By the 3rd day we were desperate to fuck and luckily for us everyone else wanted to go see a band that the two of us were not interested in.

Breakdown [M/F]

“No, no, no, no…” Rebecca mumbled under her breath as the headlights of her car grew even dimmer.

It had been over an hour ago that Rebecca had noticed the red check engine light at the same time she had smelled something burning. She wasn’t sure how long the light had been on before then, but since she’d first noticed the dashboard light she had also noticed her headlights getting progressively dimmer. Rebecca was down to less than ten miles an hour as her tires crunched down the gravel road, her headlights barely reaching a car length ahead. Rebecca checked her mobile phone and felt her heart plummet when she saw that there still wasn’t even a signal.

“Shit!” Rebecca yelled, slamming her palms against the steering wheel as the car’s headlights gave out at the same time the engine coughed to a stop, “Fuck me!”

“Shit, shit shit!” Rebecca yelled as she coasted the car to the side of the gravel road and finally rolled to as stop.

“Now what?” Rebecca said aloud, glaring at the brand new GPS fastened to her dashboard that had shut off a few minutes before her car had died.

Blackmailed. Part 14 [Forced, Anal, Group, Gay]

Part 14

I had a few drinks by now, I’ve been paid a few compliments and my confidence is quite high.

It’s safe to say I’m not too worried about being fucked anymore. Not like the inexperienced guy I was just a few days before, In my eyes at least I’m a seasoned whore.

I have a few shots with the group. There’s 4 of them, they’re all taking the piss out of the one that brought me over, but it hasn’t stopped almost all of them grabbing my ass.

“Think you could do all four?” One of them asks laughing.

“With ease I reckon” I laugh back.

“Come on then. Put your money where your mouth is” he replies.

“Yeh let’s fucking go” another says.

“Matt, your van still parked at the hotel?”

“Yes mate, you can drive it can’t you?”

“Yeh” he laughs.

The guys all get up, one of them taking my hand and pulling me with them. I look over at Miss on the dancefloor who is looking at me beaming with pride before she returns her attention to the well built guy she is grinding against.

Blackmailed. Part 13 [Crossdressing, F-Dom, M/M Oral]

Part 13

I personally waited on the three of them for the next few hours, the drinks flowing and each getting more tipsy by the moment. They didn’t waste the opportunity to grope me all over my body and I can readily admit that I was enjoying it. I was preparing the latest drinks order and on my return from the kitchen I freeze in shock. Looking up at the TV mounted on the wall was me getting spitroasted by 2 guys from the other day.

“See I told you he was a massive fag, look how he enjoys those cocks. I don’t think he is even interested in fucking women anymore are you slut? So I’m sorry ladies”

“Errr well you know that is not true strictly true Miss”

“You want to try and show me up do you?”

“No Miss. I’m just saying you are all gorgeous and I would be honoured to fuck anyone of you.”

“You’re right, we are. But we deserve better than 30 seconds of you pumping away don’t we boy?”

“Yes you do Miss” I say resignedly.

“We all need some real men don’t we girls”

Blackmailed. Part 12 [F-Dom, Crossdressing, Sissy]

Part 12

I awake slowly and groggily. I look at my watch and it’s almost 4pm. I slept for almost the entire day

I go to scratch an itch on my neck and feel something unexpected. It’s some kind of collar round my neck. Feels like leather.

I get up and look at myself in the mirror. It is indeed a leather collar with a metal hoop in the center. I reach around the back for some sort of clasp. I start to undo the collar and then stop myself. I realise Miss would not want me to remove this and I will obey my Mistress. I search around for some clothes and there’s none to be seen. There is the robe from this morning though hanging up on the door athough, so I put that on and venture out. As I walk onto the landing she hears me shouts up. “It rises. Beauty sleep all done? What a miracle it’s worked eh?”

She walks up the stairs.

“Back in there. You’re not dressed”

She leads me back to her bedroom and goes to her wardrobe.

“Oh yes” she says and emerges with a black French maid type outfit.

Blackmailed. Part 11 [M/F, M/M, Anal, Pee]

Part 11

“Oh look. We have some stragglers” she says. I look up to see two guys walking towards us. Grins on both of their faces.

“Thought we missed out, looks like we got here just in time”

Miss motions for me to get back into the bench. I sit myself down and she stands behind me stroking my body as she faces the men. “Hi boys, good to see you. See anything you like?”

“Oh yes” one says

“Ok I’m feeling generous. Your choice. Me or him?” She says. Who is going to choose me over her I think. At least I might get some respite and a show at the same time.

“Tempting as it is. I’m gay, so it’s him for me”. Oh great I think.

“As for me I wouldn’t mind having your arse” he says to Miss

Blackmailed. Part 10 [F-Dom, M/F, Oral, Public]

Part 10

“Oh yes please Miss”

“Beg me”

“Pleeeease Mistress. I would love to fuck you”

“Hmmm I’m not convinced”

“Please Mistress. Look what I’ve done for you. I’d do anything for you”

“Oh i know. Do you remember the rules?”

“Errrr yes Miss. I’m to clean up after myself”

“Good boy. Now lay on your back. Don’t think this is all about you”

I lay myself down onto the bench. The mix of my sweat from throughout the day and cum that hadn’t quite made it to the forest floor soaked into my back. Standing next to me she slowly removes her skirt and thong. She climbs over me, puts her hands on my chest and ever so slowly lowera herself on my engorged throbbing cock. Oh my god this feels incredible. Was it all worth it? Who knows. I’m lost in the moment.

She takes me fully inside herself and holds that position for a couple of moments before pushing her hips back up. She speeds up and starts riding me hard and fast. Her head thrown back looking up into the night sky. I instinctively start running my hands up her thighs. She stops moving looks back at me with a cold stare “Did I say you could touch?”

Blackmailed. Part 1 [F-Dom, Blkml, M/M]

Part 1

I was a shy, submissive and not that experienced bi guy. I messaged her on online. She was local and looking for younger bi guys for meets.

I opened with the usual hi this is me and I’m a submissive bi guy open to to most things and kinks.

She replied. Great I thought.

“How submissive are you then?”

What an open question.

Very, I replied. Try me.

I will, she said. Give me your swingers log in and password. This is a bit odd I thought. But she was verified aswell and I did want a Domme. I duly obliged and waited to see what she had in mind.

“Give me your number” she messaged. I did.

She rang me shortly after. I was on the spot now. I get very nervous talking to new people. Let alone in a sexual manner.

“Hello” she said. She had a husky, yet commanding voice.

“Hi” i replied.

“Hi who?” she replied.

“Hi…..Miss?”

“Better, listen here subby. If you want to be mine you’re going to have some hoops to jump through. Do you understand?”

Blackmailed. Part 9 [Restrained, Freeuse, Gay, Public]

Part 9

I keep trying to free myself. I really don’t think I want this. I wish I had just walked away from this whole situation. I’m terrified about what is going to happen to me.

It seems like an age, tied in the middle of nowhere. In the middle of the day. Dressed in nothing more than my cage and buttplug. Here I am chained up ready to be used by whoever walks past or sees her message.

I hear twigs breaking, presumably under someone’s feet. Oh fuck, what if it’s just a dog walker. What if they call the Police? How will I explain what I am doing? What will my wife think?

“Mmmmm here he is boys!” I hear. I guess that’s my answer. I’m surprised she didn’t blindfold me. It might have been better if she did? “We’ve been looking for you. When we saw that woman you were with come back to the car park alone we knew she must have left you somewhere.”

I can’t see anything as they are standing behind me and the restraints are preventing me from turning around.

Blackmailed. Part 8 [F-Dom, Public, Exhib]

Part 8

We get back it to the car and she gives me a new postcode. It doesn’t appear to be anywhere of note on the map. A wood maybe?

We turn off of the main road and drive down a narrow road and then onto a gravel track. It doesn’t take too long before we arrive. There’s more than a few cars already parked, a few of them there are men just sitting in, watching. There are also others standing around the car park as if they are all waiting for something. It is a wooded area as I suspected. I am instructed to park in the middle of the car park.

“Right get out and remove your clothes then leave them in the boot” she says. I hesitantly step out of the car and this seems to attract the attention of the others in the car park. I feel them staring across at me from all directions. I realise this is most probably some sort of cruising area. Trying to give myself as much cover as possible I start to remove my clothes. If they weren’t watching me before the men around us were certainly paying attention now. My face is flustered and I’m starting to shake.