Justanotherme89, Author at NSFW story

A Flipped Switch [femdom]

I’m not naturally a submissive person. I can be a bit overbearing at times. Not intentionally, I just have a strong drive to get what I want.

It’s why I’ve always liked strong women. Push overs are boring. I like a challenge. That sexual tension-charged “sparring”gets me going like nothing else.

That’s what drew me to her in the first place. Well ok, her body is what drew me in the first place, but her strength is what really set the hook.

The first time she invited me to her hotel room on a business trip I knew I would get lost in her world. She’s an old world goddess of sex in every way. The way she moves. The sounds she makes. The way her body feels. She’s fucking magic.

And she can handle everything I throw at her. She wasn’t the least bit intimidated when I hold her face down on the bed and shove myself inside her. She’d raise her hips off the mattress and tell me to fuck her harder. She could handle when things got rough.

That’s the thing. She knows how to handle me. Read more »

My Addiction [Mx4]

I saw them talking while I was working on my squats. I tried to ignore them but from the corner of my eye I could tell they were all watching me – Jake and a couple other dudes I’d seen around the gym but had never spoken with.

They didn’t even try to hide the fact that they were talking about me. They just stared with identical vulpine smiles.

I turned my head away so I couldn’t see them and tried to focus on my workout, trying to ignore the tumult of emotions going on inside me. I knew what Jake had told them. The shame of having my secrets shared was almost overwhelming. The fear of people in my life, of my wife, finding out the things I’d let Jake do to me was almost crippling.

But I hadn’t been fucked in almost three weeks. Part of me had hoped it was over. That Jake had grown tired of me and moved on. But a part of me felt deeply unsettled, like my body was was going through withdraw. Every morning that week I’d waken up in the middle of a dream of some faceless man burying himself inside me – waken up with my dick throbbing. Read more »

My Addiction part 5 [MMM]

I could still taste his cum on my lips as he ushered me down the hallway. I wasn’t sure why he had me suck him on on his front porch before taking me into the house.

Maybe he wanted the neighborhood to see, but it was dark and no one had driven by. Maybe he wanted to record it on his doorbell cam to blackmail me, but I’d never said no to him before so why would he? Maybe he just couldn’t wait?

I stepped into his living room and froze. “What the hell is this?” I demanded.

“*This* is Terry,” he said simply.

Terry was sitting on the couch staring at me, a vulpine smile on his lips. He had light brown skin, dark hair, and a barrel for a chest.

“What the fuck is he doing here?” I asked angrily.

“I owe him a favor,” Jacob said. “I’m repaying him with you.”

“The hell you are!” I turned to leave but Jacob stood in my way. Read more »

My Addiction pt 4 [MM] [Reluc] [Cheating]

I sat in the driveway trying to figure out what I was doing. Cheating. That’s what I was doing. If my wife ever found out she’d be heartbroken and I’d be ruined.

So why was I doing it?

I love my wife. More than anything. She’s my whole world. And I didn’t even like Jacob. He was a complete bastard. Rude. Demanding. Forceful. Impatient.

The first couple of times we were together he forced me. Physically overpowered and intimidated me. After that he basically blackmailed me, threatened to tell my wife and everyone else.

He was a complete ass. And on top of all that he was a *he*. I’ve never been attracted to guys. I’m not gay. There’s nothing wrong with it, it’s just not something I’ve ever been interested in. Outside of a short time when I was growing up, I’ve never questioned my sexuality or anything.

But there I was, sitting in my car in his driveway. I’d driven there of my own free will. Not physically forced there, no coercion. Read more »

My Addiction [Non-Con/Reluctance] [MM]

I never thought it would happen to me. God that sounds so cliche but it’s the truth. I’m a pretty normal dude. 5’11” 175 lbs. I work out and stay in pretty good shape. I might not be confused for a model but I’ve never really had any trouble getting a date. I’ve got a good job, decent car. I’m married and my wife and I have been talking about having kids.

Life is good. Steady. Normal.

Or least it was. Before I met Jacob. Or maybe I should say before Jacob found me.

Jacob works out at my gym. He’s 6’2” maybe 230 lbs. I’ve seen him at the gym for years, we’ve made small talk between sets before. He has the body of a serious lifter without the over-defined muscles of a show piece. He’s given me tips on how to increase my max reps before. But those were all quick, 30 second conversations. Read more »