NotSoSecretly, Author at NSFW story

I Taught His Girlfriend a Lesson [mff] [bi]

Author’s Note: I did a purge of my account a few months back, and this story was deleted. I hope veteran and newbie Redditors alike enjoy its return. Thanks for reading. 🖤

His girlfriend was already in bed. After good food and a few too many great drinks, 10:30 P.M. seemed early to me. We’d snuck off a few times earlier in the evening to touch and kiss, but I wanted more. A lot more, in fact. The warm buzz from the night’s drinks turned to lust and bravery. I wanted to teach his girlfriend a lesson. She never kept him satisfied or even made an effort, and here we were in their living room, ready to ravage each other at any moment. I was hungry to please him. He made me feel brave and sexy and loved and I couldn’t imagine how his girl, whom he chose to spend his life with, could be so selfish and ignore his needs, especially when he catered to her every desire. Read more »

My Good Boy [mf] [pegging] [femdom]

“You like when mommy tells you what a perfect little boipussy you have?” I rub my thumb against your eager hole, looking into your eyes while you hold your legs spread apart for me. Your whines answer my question.

You notice my full lips glistening and a trail of saliva dripping as I lean in and wrap a hand around your firm cock, my mouth just inches away from the droplet of precum adorning the tip.

I keep my thumb on your hole, gently rubbing and pushing, hearing your sighs as I then take your cock into my warm mouth, and your sighs turn to moans. I stroke and suck expertly, swirling my tongue around the head and applying pressure just underneath it.

I move my lips down the underside of your shaft and slide my body back so I’m lying on my stomach. I take your balls into my mouth one by one, juggling them with my tongue while I stroke your cock. Then, I dig my nails into your thighs and spread your legs further, then spread your thick ass cheeks so I can tongue the boipussy that belongs to me. Read more »

I taught his girlfriend a lesson [ff] [mf]

His girlfriend was already in bed. After good food and a few too many great drinks, 10:30 P.M. seemed early to me. We’d snuck off a few times earlier in the evening to touch and kiss, but I wanted more. A lot more, in fact. The warm buzz from the night’s drinks turned to lust and bravery. I wanted to teach his girlfriend a lesson. She never kept him satisfied or even made an effort, and here we were in their living room, ready to ravage each other at any moment. I was hungry to please him. He made me feel brave and sexy and loved and I couldn’t imagine how his girl, whom he chose to spend his life with, could be so selfish and ignore his needs, especially when he catered to her every desire. Read more »

He Wanted to See My Domme Side [FM] [BDSM]

He had no idea I had been tracking his movements. It wasn’t difficult; I just triangulated his location based on the cell towers being accessed by his phone. From there, it was all about knowing where he might be looking for trouble.

I stepped into the small bar, taking care to walk softly and prevent the loud click of my stiletto heels. His sandy, curly locks gave him away instantly. He was alone at the bar, facing away from me. I stealthily glided up behind him and paused. I let the scent of my perfume settle around him and, before be could turn to find the source of the aroma, my hands covered his eyes. He tensed, then relaxed when my lips grazed his ear.

“Guess who,” I whispered, lingering there. He remained silent but swiveled on the bar stool to face me.

“What are you doing here?” He looked confused and laughed nervously.

“I’m here for you, of course.” I smiled and winked at him and he couldn’t help bit bite his lip. He looked around, presumably for my husband.

“It's just me.” I shook my head, laughing. “Relax.” Read more »

I Taught His Girlfriend A Lesson [bi] [mf] [ff] [bd]

His girlfriend was already in bed. After good food and a few too many great drinks, 10:30 P.M. seemed early to me. We'd snuck off a few times earlier in the evening to touch and kiss, but I wanted more. A lot more, in fact. The warm buzz from the night's drinks turned to lust and bravery. I wanted to teach his girlfriend a lesson. She never kept him satisfied or even made an effort, and here we were in their living room, ready to ravage each other at any moment. I was hungry to please him. He made me feel brave and sexy and loved and I couldn't imagine how his girl, whom he chose to spend his life with, could be so selfish and ignore his needs, especially when he catered to her every desire. Read more »