Under Your Hand [M/f] [18+] [Male Pleasure Dom] [Female Brat Sub] [Cuffed] [Blindfolded] [Begging] [Mild BDSM] [Spanking]

You can see some of the tears mixed with mascara and eye shadow roll down my face from under the blindfold. You smirk to yourself as you caress the side of my cheek again, wiping the mixture of tears and make up from my face.

“Aww, baby girl, you’re such a hot fucking mess.” You bend over me as your lips find mine.

“Baby beg for me…” you whisper to me as your lips barely leave mine.

“I want you.” I start as I close the gap between us.

You forcefully grab the bottom of my face and you squeeze my cheeks causing me to flinch at the pain you were inflicting.

“I told you to beg” you state releasing my face and slapping the side of my cheek.

Before I could answer you pull me up by my belted wrists and off of my knees walking me in front of you towards to the bed. You push me over it and I could feel the front of your legs touching mine from behind. You grab onto my cuffed wrists as I hear muffled material and almost immediately, I feel your pants drop to the floor beneath us.

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How The Hell Did I Meet Her [MF]

How The Hell Did I Meet Her [MF]

Her blond hair was draped over my thighs, her head moving up and down in my lap. I couldn’t focus on that though. Her perfect wet pussy was hovering over my mouth. Her gorgeous ass was just above. I had a hand on each ass cheek spreading her as much as I could so my married tongue could get deeper inside her. I wanted to slurp every ounce of pussy juice she had to offer. She tasted absolutely perfect. Which completed her perfect cute look. She was adorable in every way. She was several years younger than me, but loved sex. She was bubbly and insatiable. My absolute favorite mix. How did an older guy like me get lucky enough to climb into bed with this gorgeous fun loving beauty?

I Got Fucked by the Convenience Store Guy [26F]

Some weeks ago I went out for drinks with some friends. I’m not sure what I did with my appearance that night, but I was getting hit on left and right. Ended up getting some phone numbers but wanted to end the night with my friends.

On my way home two more guys hit on me on the train. I think the attention was definitely turning me on. I get off at my stop and begin to head out. Here they have these small shops that are open late night called späti’s, kind of like a convenience store. The one at my stop had two Turkish guys working the night shift, both seated on crates outside the shop since it was about 3 am and there were no customers. One was in his early twenties and the other late twenties, maybe thirties. The older asks me to join them and tells the younger one to grab me some beers. It’s hard to resist a free beer honestly so I sat. I drank for a bit and made small talk with both, but honestly the conversation was dragging. We kept up some small chatter as they played me my favorite songs on the shop speakers. Apparently they were cousins.

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True Sex Diary: Why are We Fucking Others

So why did you decide to do this?

By this, they mean fuck other people with my husband watching. Or, watch other women fuck my husband.

I guess it’s a valid question.

I’ve spent quite a bit of time in my head about it, if you really want to know. Why did I decide to do this? It’s certainly not the norm. Not the status quo. Did I even decide to do it, or did it just become something I did?

Our first step out into the “Lifestyle” or LS as those in it say, seemed tawdry enough, something I imagined going differently.

Okay, that’s a lie. I didn’t think about it at all, past dressing for what I thought was the part, and getting the directions to the club on Google Maps. Maybe I was afraid to think past that, think about what it would mean if I were to do something there.

It’s all very new to me.

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Boning the Amazon Delivery Girl [M35/F18-19, Slow Burn]

To give some context to this story, I live with my wife, Heather, in a large two-story modern colonial in the country with a long, narrow dirt driveway. Heather and I have been married twelve years and we do alright for ourselves. I work from home as the lead editor for a popular publishing house and she works full-time outside the home as the general manager of a local brewing company. Our professional lives are extremely involved and busy most days.

Sadly though, I would describe our marriage as pretty run-of-the-mill; we’ve gotten quite complacent these last few years. We’ve both been kind of withdrawing if I’m being honest.

And that’s exactly how these kinds of stories usually begin I imagine.

>>Enter Amber<<

Amber is the young and bubbly girl who delivers our Amazon packages, usually at least once a week (Heather has a closeted Amazon addiction. Needless to say, we get a lot of packages). Out here, the rural carriers are usually pretty consistent too. Every once in a while, there’ll be someone else who delivers our stuff but most of the time Amber is our girl.

My Bully[M23] Fucks My Mom[F40] Then Blackmails me[F20] [True Story] [Cheating] [Free Use] [Unexpected Ending Part 1/2]

# Context: Before reading this, understand that this is a burner account because my Dad is on Reddit and for his sake I don’t want him to find out this way.

Back in collage in late 2022 November, I (for safety lets say my name is ”Amber”) had been struggling with my classes and to add extra stress I had a Bully (lets say his name is ”Tyler”) who made things difficult by constantly humiliating me, bumping into me, tease me and very few times grope me by playing off the times he bumped into me.

I’m 5’1ft/155cm, 119Ibs/54kg, Bust 36in, Waist 20in, Hips 37in and I was a little popular for being attractive. I have natural freckles and light blonde hair but at the time I had it bleached white. Most noticeable about me was my body, I having a sexy curvy body as I’ve been approached by many guys and girls at the school and telling me even though I had a boyfriend at the time. My boyfriend was the a tall athlete sweet heart in the school and was very social (lets call him ”Aaron”) he was always protective of me but in the most sweetest ways possible and was never up in my space about who I could talk or be with and we had separate groups of friends. Regardless, my boyfriend was obsessed with how good I looked and so did other boys and vocalised it much with my boyfriend even though I always dressed up in tom boyish clothing, I wore TechWear pants, 5’11 Combat boots, and the only feminine thing I wore was a Tight Crop tops, choker and panties.

Connected Toy

I’m 22 now, but for at least 3 years I’ve been using some form of “adult toy” to scratch that itch. At first, I used to hide the toys like I was doing something wrong. But that was when I lived with my parents. Now that I have an apartment, I just leave them lying on the bed or night stand. My roommate, who is a little less bold, commented once. I brushed it off as something a girl has to do.

A short time back, I bought a vibrator that has an app. You can control it through the app or let other people control it. After a few weeks of doinf it myself, I placed an ad for someone to control it for me.

I must have had a hundred responses. Since I didn’t care what he looked like, I picked one at random and sent him my link. I laid on my bed, naked, waiting for him to join. It was probably less than five minutes before he was on.

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How I met my first girlfriend Part 3 (FF)(Slow Build)

Continued from [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10q77hb/how_i_met_my_first_girlfriend_ffslow_build_part_2/)

I woke up to the sound of my alarm and groaned. I wished I could have stayed in bed but I had to get up for work. I eventually crawled out and went to the bathroom. As I washed my face I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was messy and I had bags under my eyes. I brushed my teeth and splashed water on my face again, but I still felt exhausted. I gave up trying to look nice and grabbed a pair of jeans and a sweater. I debated whether or not I should wear makeup, but I decided that it would be pointless. I rushed out of the door and headed for work.

I worked at the university dining hall in the receiving department. I basically would track the inventory, fill out orders and then take deliveries. I sometimes had to unpack the products but there were some guys that did the heavy lifting. The guys were friendly and occasionally invited me to do stuff with them but I never accepted and they eventually stopped asking. I didn’t really have any friends at work because it had a fairly high turnover rate with most of the employees being students. I got used to working alone.

Fantastic Women And Where To Find Them

He stepped over the great roots of impossibly large trees. The cool mist of the wood was nice on his face, but it was dampening his clothes. Nothing to be worried about he was sure, if the rumors were true then he would be supping with a beautiful woman soon. He was following the stories of a witch residing in a forest the locals called the Bigwood. True to its name the forest was populated with large tall trees.

The townsfolk were scared of the witch, who he had on good authority was a curvy creature with pretty red hair. She didn’t sound all that scary to him, but then again he was a part of that wise class of men called pleasure seekers. They weren’t all exclusively men mind you, but the overwhelming majority were. Men who had seen fit to travel the world in search of women of all shapes and stripes. He still bedded the odd tavern girl here and there, or shared the hay with a farmers daughter, but to him the greatest women were those that seemed wickedly dangerous. Just the other month he had been to the town of Shoreten, where he had a tryst with a mermaid. That was a dangerous encounter, the mermaid drained him dry of his seed and nearly his soul, he was lucky to get out alive, unlike some [poor fools](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10lk80a/mermaid_cove/).

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Hooking up with the hot punk high school girl from the grocery store , Part 2 (M22/F18) (Age gap) (slow build) (oral)

I woke up in the morning with Liz shaking me. She was holding herself up on one arm and looking down at me with her beautiful face.

“Sam, are you awake? Wake up.”

I gave a very groggy, “I guess I am awake now…”

“I’m hungry.”

“What time is it?”

“Like 9am.”

“Let’s go back to sleep. We went to bed so late.”

“No, I’m starving. Come on”, she starting shaking me violently even though my eyes were closed and I was pretending to be asleep. “I know you’re not asleep…giggle.” She climbed out of bed and stripped off my big tshirt she was borrowing, so she was standing there in just a tiny pair of black panties, as she reached down to pick up her bra. My eyes opened wide and she said, “Oh, I see, now your eyes are open,” trying to cover her tits a little bit.

“You gave me a good reason to open them.” She had a thin body, pale skin, nice firm little tits that really were proportional to her body, and a small, but nicely shaped ass.