Author: fun4bun

A gentle femdom fantasy I have MF

My girlfriend/wife/partner is lying naked on the bed. She is sitting up against the backboard. Her legs are spread wide.

She pats the empty space between her legs and looks at me seductively, “Come here.”

I get up on the bed and sit between her legs with my back to her. I scooch my butt nice and close against her pussy and lean my back onto her breasts. I can feel her heaving chest against me and a warm wetness as she grinds slowly against my ass.

She lifts her legs and intertwines them over mine. Her arms wrap around my chest. I can’t move. I’m trapped in a love embrace. I’m her willing captive.

She pulls me back tighter against her and starts to kiss along the back of my neck. Soft, tender, pecks, slowly adding a bit of tongue. Slow licks become faster and more impassioned and work up to my ear. And then I feel a light bite on my earlobe. The predator has claimed her prey.

She brushes my hair to the side and her low warm breath envelopes my ear, “You’re mine. All mine. I love you and you’re not going anywhere.” Read more »

[m] 29 Post breakup trip to the arcade

There’s this porn shop in my city that has a video arcade in the back. It consists of a U shaped hallway with booths all along it. They have doors that can lock and have a monitor where you can go through porn and pay to play something of your choice. The majority have a gloryhole between the booths, a couple even have one on both sides.

I’ve been there once or twice a year for the past 5 years or so. Maybe some other time I’ll talk about how I got into it, but right now I just want to talk about this one particular trip I took after a break up.

I loved the scent of my ex’s pussy. I used to love just rubbing her down there while I kissed her and felt up her juicy plump tits. I would try to get her as wet as possible before her panties came off, for two reasons. Reason one, I just really liked getting her off and making her feel satisfied and wet for me. But reason two, it was a bit more for me. Like I said I loved the scent of her cunt, and when it would come time to take them off, in the passion of it all I would fling them somewhere or “lose” them. She knew what I was doing and was into it. I’d hold on to them once she left, and in the periods between sex when I was home alone and horny lusting for her, I’d do two things. I’d look through all the sexy pics and texts she’d sent me…and “find” that pair of panties. Read more »