Hooked On You [MFF] [3some]

Eleven thirty-eight in the morning. That was the time I saw on the small digital clock sitting askew on the antique wood and gold nightstand. The room was still somewhat dark due to the thick champagne embroidered velvet curtains, but there were some rays of sun peeking in through the small openings, affording me some light to get a bearing on my surroundings.

The three of us were spread out over the king size bed. Pillows and blankets were both thrown haphazardly along with all of our clothes around the room in various messy piles, the only thing covering our naked bodies was the lone cream silk sheet left on the bed and our various limbs.

After my mind finally began to wake up, I found myself on my stomach in between both of them with one of his hands laying warmly on the middle of my back, the sound of light breathing tickling my ear. I smiled as I turned to my side, my body twinging at the slight soreness and my smile turned into a large grin at the tiny reminder my mind conjured up for me of our wild and crazy sex-filled evening; her beautiful moans as she came just from my tongue fluttering over her delicious pussy.

My Mind Kind Of Wanders Vol. 3 [M/F] [BDSM]

**No Speaking**

The upscale bar was known for their magnificent staff, but certainly the bartenders were the most noteworthy. They not only were known for perfectly making all the classic drinks you would normally find at a bar, from the very popular to the very obscure, they also create some of the most unique and interesting drinks, catering to almost everyone’s taste. They will even match their customers with the drink that best suites them, surprising even the most finicky of patrons.

It was our favorite bar to have a nice quiet drink together at the end of the day before heading off home for dinner and a little dessert. But tonight was a little different. Tonight…we were inviting a third to the party.

We sat on opposite sides of the room.

I was seated in a small lowly lit lounge area, the large rounded sofa covered in softest dark brown tufted leather and surrounded by a thick mahogany frame filled most of the space. A small matching mahogany was seated in front of me and was decorated with a large textured old gold bowl containing a candle with the scent of warm spices, tobacco, leather, and wood.

My Mind Kind Of Wanders Vol. 2 [M/F] [BDSM]

**Oral Sex**

“What do you think of this table?”

He looked up at me, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “It’s nice, why do you ask?”

“Well I’ve been thinking of redoing my kitchen and I was debating on getting a new table, maybe something in a lighter wood,” I stated and laid my head back, closing my eyes and moaning softly.

“If that’s what you want, you should get it.” His mouth came up from my pussy, licking his lips as his thumb teased my clit. Fuck why does his hand have to feel so perfect? “However, I will say that this table is very sturdy and very well made. Plus, it contrasts well with your soft pale skin and blonde hair. You look so fucking hot right now spread out naked in front of me while I slowly eat out your delicious pussy, juices dripping down my face and your clit throbbing against my tongue as I tease you.”

Fuck his mouth doesn’t even have to be attached to my pussy for it to throb. I squirmed a little closer, hoping for his hand to dip a little lower. “Ok good argument, but I was thinking it would brighten up this space a little more if one of the main pieces of furniture wasn’t so dark?”

My Mind Kind Of Wanders Vol. 1 [M/F] [BDSM]

**Kissing**

Tongues running slowly along each others, my lips crashing into his in a half-hearted attempt for dominance and the lace of my panties grinding rhythmically over his jean covered cock. The television in the background was the only source of light in the dark living room, playing some bad horror film we were watching before we both got a little distracted.

His hands roughly moved up my dress until they were tracing the hem of my panties, ripping his mouth away from mine and stared deep into my eyes. “Get upstairs now or I’m ripping these off.”

I thought about it for a second and remembered how I just bought this set for tonight and didn’t want to ruin them. Maybe I’ll save the teasing for next time.

After a cheeky little kiss on the lips, I pulled myself up from his lap and started walking to the bedroom with him in tow, fixing my dress along the way. Just as I go to open the bedroom door, I felt his hand caress my ass before I felt the sting of his hand slapping it, nearly making me buckle over. He dragged my hair to one side and started biting the spot right behind my ear as he gruffly whispered, “Fuck you better wear this dress more often.”

Help Me Lose My Mind [M/F]

It wasn’t all that love at first sight, cupid and arrows bullshit that everyone said it would be. It’s kind of hard to describe the feeling or the moment when it all clicked, but our first encounter was more like…like a pot of water boiling over. Let me see if I can explain.

When we first met, it was at a mutual friend of a friend’s party. No special reason, the guy was just a big partier and threw huge ones every weekend at his townhouse about five minutes from campus. His parents were ridiculously loaded and not only poured a large amount of money into the university, they also poured a large amount into their son’s top rated education. Which, of course, he put the money to good use and not at all into being known for having the most insane parties, for having the most absurd amounts of alcohol, and surprisingly never getting in trouble for any of it.

Can You Make Me High? [M/F] [Fsolo] [BDSM]

“I still want to know how our normal movie night turned into a ‘let’s watch porn on your laptop’ night?”

“You’re the one who couldn’t decide what movie to watch. And now here we are, in bed on a Tuesday night with popcorn, beer and my laptop loading porn in the background. Seems logical to me.” I stated as I set the big bowl of buttery popcorn on the bed, taking a piece and popping in my mouth, chewing it happily as I shrugged my shoulders at his question.

“It amazes me everyday that I’m dating someone like you.”

“Why? Because I’m a girl and I watch porn?”

“No, because I’m dating a girl who finds it perfectly normal to get into bed with her boyfriend and watch porn like they’re binging Netflix.”

“We could go in the living room and watch.”

“Clearly not the point.”

“Oh come on,” I scoffed, climbing up onto the king size bed and curling up into him. “You know you love it. Every guy secretly dreams of a girl that’s either okay with or indulges their ability to watch porn. Be excited you have a girlfriend that does exactly that.”

Can You Make Me High? [M/F] [fsolo] [BDSM]

“I still want to know how our normal movie night turned into a ‘let’s watch porn on your laptop’ night?”

“You’re the one who couldn’t decide what movie to watch. And now here we are, in bed on a Tuesday night with popcorn, beer and my laptop loading porn in the background. Seems logical to me.” I stated as I set the big bowl of buttery popcorn on the bed, taking a piece and popping in my mouth, chewing it happily as I shrugged my shoulders at his question.

“It amazes me everyday that I’m dating someone like you.”

“Why? Because I’m a girl and I watch porn?”

“No, because I’m dating a girl who finds it perfectly normal to get into bed with her boyfriend and watch porn like they’re binging Netflix.”

“We could go in the living room and watch.”

“Clearly not the point.”

“Oh come on,” I scoffed, climbing up onto the king size bed and curling up into him. “You know you love it. Every guy secretly dreams of a girl that’s either okay with or indulges their ability to watch porn. Be excited you have a girlfriend that does exactly that.”

Unconventional Weekends [fsolo] [BDSM]

He left his belt here.

Not for any particular reason, just purely by accident, which wasn’t too hard to do considering how all our clothes were spread throughout various places in my apartment last night.

But when I felt the buttery smooth leather and the hard metal of the belt buckle against my fingers, my mind raced with the memories of last night. It was the first time I’d ever experimented with what we’d done…and my body was still reeling from it.

Before I knew it, I was shedding the t-shirt I’d thrown on and sank into the oversized chair where I had found the belt slung over the back. Staring at the worn brown leather and tracing each of the notches, my breath hitched and my skin began to tingle as I remembered the feeling of it wrapped around my neck, slightly scaring me at how much I wanted to do something so twisted and depraved.