Pump and Go [non-consentual] [BBW] [Group] [Taken]

Shivering in my seat, I start to feel impatient and annoyed. I had a long day and all I wanted to do was go home and curl up in blankets with a glass of wine. Instead I was stuck in a chilly car waiting for him to get done picking something up in the gas station. He told me to wait here, and that it would be just one second. 20 minutes later and I’m frozen through and ready for a night of pouting. I tilt my head back and closing my eyes, trying to relieve some of the tension from my neck. Finally, I hear the door open and shut as he slides into the seat next to me.

“Took you long enough” I let out with a touch more snark than I intend.  When I do not receive the smart ass reply I expect, I turn to face you only to be startled by the face of a stranger. As I open my mouth to scream, a cloth is shoved inside  and a strip of tape is placed across my lips to prevent me spitting out the makeshift gag. 

Internet friends finally meet [FFM] [Competition]

I’m waiting impatiently, for a direction. Kneeling on the ground is not comfortable and I want to whine and fuss, but I am trying to be a good girl. We had joked and teased for so long. I’m still waiting for the other shoe to drop.

For this to be a joke of some kind. When both these amazing people told me that they wanted to meet for a weekend of fun I still didn’t think it was real. But here we are. It was awkward at first. I’m shyer in real life than anyone expects, but eventually, we fucked, and it was great. Silly and a little awkward but mostly full of orgasms. I assumed we’d just have sex several times during the weekend. It never occurred to me that Matt would plan something kinky. Every time he takes charge I’m a bit surprised.

“Are you listening young lady?” I feel the wetness pooling up underneath me as his gravelly voice pulls me from my thoughts. Sarah’s giggles float through the room to me. I’m sure she knows my mind was wandering off thinking of how good she tastes and wanting a repeat of the night before. “Yes, sorry, I’m listening”

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The Surprise [group sex] [D/s] [verbal degradation] [orgasm control]

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“Naked, collared, and waiting in the entryway.” That was all the note said. It was waiting by the bedside table when I woke up. No time or further instructions were given, so I immediately get up and hop in the shower. While washing I caress my voluptuous body, feeling the wetness coating my thighs in anticipation of the day. I love surprises, and it had been so long since Sir had left the days’ activities to my imagination. Once I am smooth and clean, I towel off and put on my collar. Plain black leather with a simple silver D ring in the center. I love that it wasn’t too embellished or frilly. Taking a few deep breaths, I move into the entryway of our home. Kneeling on the plush carpet with my knees spread and my hands behind my back. I cast my eyes down and begin the hard part; the waiting.