[F20] Transactional sex and my best friends dad [M55]

In high school Jen and I were besties, inseparable, “BFFs”. I know the jokes about how that never lasts, but I think we’ve fared better than most. I’ve known her since our early teens and to this day we still keep in touch. It’s been rough since she moved for university, I miss my best friend, but I’m also happy that she’s doing something she loves. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do in life so I’ve been working at a dog spa since graduation, it’s not ideal but I enjoy the work.

Jen’s house was always *the* spot to hang out. I grew up in small row house apartment with two older siblings and I never felt like I had much space. I used to love hanging out at Jen’s place, she had a whole basement to herself with her own TV and there was a pool in the back yard. Her parents were even okay with us drinking or smoking pot so long as things didn’t get too crazy.

I think about those times often now that we don’t get to see each other as much anymore. That’s why I was so excited that Jen was coming back for a few weeks in the summer, I couldn’t wait to see her and hang out like old times.

[F41] Gaslighting my insecure neighbor [M20] [age gap] [seduction] [humiliation]

More than once I caught my neighbors son staring at me sunbathe from his bedroom window. At first I was a little self conscious, there’s over a 20 year age difference, but eventually it became exciting to think that a young man is still attracted my my mom bod.

He was watching me from his bedroom window again. I waved and signaled for him to come down and I guess he panicked because he suddenly ducked behind his curtain and I didn’t see him for the rest of the week. But I knew he couldn’t help himself and eventually I saw him peaking again from behind his curtain. I felt his stare as I undid my bikini top and flipped over to tan my bare back, and he was still watching when I spun back around and relaxed with my chest warmed by the morning sun. I pulled up a drawing program on my tablet and wrote “Come Down” and held it up to my chest so he could read it, and moments later I heard a nervous voice crack from behind the hedge “Mrs… Beth??”

Sexual servant to your Queen [M/F, Denial, servitude, chastity, femdom] (Part 1?)

My court is full of finely dressed nobles and royalty from across my realm and neighboring empires. We don elaborate outfits of silk, leather, linen, and fur, clothing that is the envy of the realm. Then there is you, fully naked and on display for all to see…

It is deemed a fantastic honour to be in service to the Queen, and her sex servants are the most highly regarded of all. Those servants are granted many privileges, they are free to roam the grounds, have meals prepared by the royal kitchen, use the library, attend theater and and festivals, and even has access to the royal baths and spas.

You are an orphan who had been trained and tested since you were a young boy. I’ve never personally attended the training, but I’m told it can be quite intense. There is a strong focus on mindfulness and meditation to endure the pain and intense stimulation, ultimately designed to guide the boys into men who can suppress and control their own needs as a testament of the Queen’s power and control.

Evan’s sacrifice to a succubus that cucks him for life

Slow build up, body transformation, premature, seduction, build up, magic.

I come from a sect of powerful women with a history of magic. At maturity the women in my family are taught how to channel their magic so they can sustain and prolong themselves at the expense of a donor. I’ve been alive for centuries, but look like I’m in my 20s. My skin is clear and my breasts are round and perky. I’m average height for a modern woman, and slim, with shiny shoulder length blond hair and piercing green eyes. Over the years I’ve crafted an adorably small round ass, and a picture perfect pussy. My body doesn’t have a single hair out of place, but it does take sacrifice to maintain.

I move around often so people don’t notice that I never age. I rarely have many friends and live a pretty solitary life. I’ve found it difficult to keep too many close friendships since I’ll always say goodbye before too long.

The Bet – How my cuckold marriage began

I have some inspiration from a recent post that received good feedback, so I’m trying a new story with similar themes. I hope you enjoy.

Kinks include: cuckolding, denial, chastity, submission, sharing

My hookups are often curious how my husband and I got into cuckolding. I usually just say that we were always like that, which is true but that’s not the whole story. The most interesting part is that our relationship in fact started because of a bet.

Years ago we were just roommates sharing a small two bedroom apartment. People thought we were a couple or something but no, we were just roommates. Heck, we hardly ever saw each other back then. Neither of us seemed well suited for serious relationships, preferring instead casual sex with an endless rotation of one-night-stands or friends-with-benefits. We’d talk openly about who we hooked up with and occasionally bragged about a recent hookup. Funny enough we never actually had sex with each other until one day I complained about how frustrated I was that I hadn’t cum in weeks because my last few hookups all came too quickly. “Two weeks of sex without coming is nothing!” he laughed. We argued back and forth until finally I demanded he prove it.

The Blowjob Arrangement

Inspired by the amazing feedback I got on another recent post I decided to finally finish an old draft. I hope I’ve managed to keep the tense and perspective straight this time. It does switch from past tense to present tense half way, that is intentional.

Themes include free use, submission, oral, power differences, small cock worship, bondage, infidelity, and blackmail. I hope you enjoy.

Fifteen years ago I was in a near impossible situation. My entire school career hinged on this final presentation and I was about to fuck it up big time. I asked my classmate James for help, pleaded, begged even, and all he did was shrug and say “you deserve to fail”. I was out of ideas.

“I’ll suck your dick!”

I didn’t even consider what I was offering, but I wasn’t going to let years of school go down the drain. James let out a loud laugh then looked at me like I couldn’t be serious. James was brilliant, but cocky and had a tendency to rub people the wrong way. He had few friends who appreciated his demeanor, and no female friends that I knew about. He was tall and stocky and usually looked unkept, but he was handsome enough if he would just put in an ounce of effort.

Cuckold Reaffirmation

I adapted this from a roleplay, so it’s written in first person as if the reader is my cuckold husband. Themes include cuckolding, wife sharing, humiliation, intimacy, and small penis worship. I hope you enjoy, and I would appreciate any feedback on how I could improve my writing or story telling.

For the last 12 months I’ve been dating and hooking up with other men while you’ve been left at home, only to imagine what I was getting up to. Your urges have been completely ignored, you don’t even remember the last time you saw me naked. For more than a year you haven’t even seen me in anything less than underwear and a bra. You’ve met the odd partner now and then when they come to pick me up, but other than that you have little insight into who I’m seeing or what I’m up to.

We’re sitting on the sofa, cuddling to celebrate the 1 year anniversary of our new lifestyle. You are in boxers and I’m wearing some soft cotton underwear and bralette. I know you wanted this and you’ve been excited, but at times you’ve seemed unsure. “Do you still enjoy staying celibate for me?” I ask, wanting you to reaffirm that you enjoy this lifestyle. You nod yes and kiss me on the cheek.

Your magic enlargement pills comes at a cost (Part 1 / ?)

First, I’d like to thank u/TechnomancerWitch for his DPP post and our short roleplay that inspired this story. I’ve adapted this from our roleplay so I’ve kept the tense as if I’m still myself in the story, but also the narrator. I don’t know how this will come across, I’ve never written anything like this before. I hope you like it and encourage any feedback about how I could have written this better

Themes: Passionate sex, intimacy, light humiliation and encouragement, body modification (penis enlargement & shrinking)

We’ve been together for over a year now. I was never one for long serious relationships, I’ve mostly kept more casual friendships while I focused on school and my career, but we had that spark and our relationship grew until I decided I was ready for something more.

You always knew I was more experienced than you, and you eventually found out I slept with many of our mutual guy friends. That never really bothered you, but in the back of your mind you always worried that you weren’t enough for me. It’s no secret that you were self conscious of your size, you have bemoaned your below average endowment on multiple occasions. I’ve done my best to be supportive and reassuring, but you’ve always been skeptical of my support praise. You are on the smaller side, yes, but you aren’t afraid of using toys to help me finish too, and that was always fine by me.

My first ever affair, with a married man [F]

I’ve been with my husband for 15 years, married for 10. Before meeting my husband I had very few steady relationships and instead juggled a series of one night stands or friends with benefits. Usually involved with more than one at a time. I liked to explore kinks and experiment with kinks that my partners were into. I found many that I found were exciting.

Sex with my husband was never adventurous, but I figured over time he’d want to experiment. I bought all kinds of ropes and restraints, toys and outfits, but he never evolved beyond a very vanilla, twice-per-month kind of lover. Sex has been so routine for so long I couldn’t stand it.

Then recently another married man I know through a local community group started giving me that hungry look, like I used to get from guys. He is handsome and charming and had always been very friendly. One night I was out doing some pottery painting and he replied to a Facebook post of mine looking for toy donations for a toy round robin I was organizing. He offered I could swing by any time that night to pick them up. I wasn’t expected home for almost 2 hours and decided to go over to get the toys and maybe get to know him better. I wasn’t dressed to impress or anything, I was wearing sweatpants and a T-shirt with a hoodie, and I hadn’t shaved in a few days.