Glory hole with a twist – Tyler’s secret

Note: M/F, this story contains sph and ballbusting.

Tyler was a jock. Over 6’ tall, a handsome face and the perfect body from hours at the gym, in his tight gym shorts, lifting weights. His shorts showed off a decent package, when he was working out but that was all thanks to his huge, low hanging balls and sometimes even a bit of extra stuffing when he was feeling self conscious. This was because Tyler had a secret he was terrified people would find out; he had a 4 inch dick.

Until now his sex life had been a string of one night stands, even if they were understanding at the time Tyler never bothered contacting them the next morning. Knowing their newfound knowledge of his little member was too much embarrassment for the gym stud. The lack of regular sex was starting to frustrate Tyler, he needed a release, after all he did have some of the largest balls he’d ever seen. Every time Tyler got horny he was sorely tempted to visit the nearby ‘Happy House’, but he always resisted.

Let’s play a game – (this was the first story I wrote)

The Dom come home and walks in the door to find his sub not waiting for him as per the daily routine. He looks around “kitten? Where are you? I’m not in the mood for hide and seek……”
Before he could finish his sentence he heard the faint sound of music coming from upstairs.
He walks up the stairs, as he gets closer to the bathroom the music gets loud. He can hear his sub singing along to Etta James at the top of her voice. He opens the bathroom door slowly and silently to the sub mid chorus. He moves and stands over the bath, arms crossed staring down at her.
Eyes closed she suddenly feels a chill and opens her eyes and looks up. A barely audible “oh fuck” slips out of her mouth.
“Oh…….. fuck…… indeed little one” a glimmer of a smirk dances across his face as her eyes widen.
She starts scrambling and stuttering excuse “I’m so sorry Master, time just, umm, you know….i….i”
He presses his finger to her lips and she stops still.
“It’s ok sweet baby, don’t you worry, now lay back down in the bath”
She’s looks at him puzzled for a moment, then lays back in the water.
He leans down and crouches by the side of the bath.
“Now” he says as he starts to stroke her hair “Master has had a very hard day and needed to come home to his kitten, on her knees, and ready for his cock”
She went to speak and he pressed his finger hard to her lips. “Shhhh now kitten, you’ve obviously had a hard day yourself, let Master help you enjoy your bath”
His finger slowly traced down from her lips and down the front of her throat, she closed her eyes, savouring the sweet moment
His finger traced along her collar bone, down on to her erect nipples that were just peeking out the water, circling each one. A sweet moan slipped from her mouth. He traced further until he reached her pussy.
“Now kitten, a game, don’t make a single fucking ripple”
“Can you do that for me kitten? Stay very still?” He applied a little pressure to the swelling knot between her legs.
Wide eyed she managed to squeeze out a “yes master” doing her best not to nod.
“Good girl” he said admiring at how still she remained. How beautiful she looked with the water and ever fading bubbles framing her face.
He waited for the water to still completely then applied a little more pressure, feeling as her pussy pulsated under his touch.
She remained still, eyes wide, lips slightly parted.
He began to move his fingers in a slow circles. She bit her lip trying to hold in every gasp and keep her body still. Suddenly he stopped moving his fingers, and lifted them away from her pussy. Her hips betrayed her and lifted towards the source of pleasure.
A wet slap landed across her cheek “strike one kitten”
She wanted to argue that she couldn’t help it, however she knew better than to argue back and instead bit her lip and felt the sting of the slap on left cheek.
“It’s ok sweet one, you still have two more strikes”
She let tears come to her eyes and tried to hold them back.
After what felt like an eternity the water stilled. He began his game again. This time his fingers gently stroked all around her pussy then allowing them to almost go in her and then withdraw, as slow as possible to keep the water still. She fought with every inch of herself not to move her hips again or grab his hand and push it against her pussy. She must be a good girl, she’d already been so selfish.
This time he began to circle the hole between her legs. It was too much, she let out a moan and plea. Her hips again let her down.
This time the right cheek was set on fire and tears fell from her eyes. “Look at my poor pathetic little slave, all you had to do is stay still” he fought a sadist smile.
“Please Master” she whined “I’ll never be so selfish again…..”
She was cut off by a finger pressed to her lip. “Silence and stay still” he growled
She lay and waited again for the water to still, willing every inch of her to stay still, to not betray her. She willed her hips to be like led and stay sunk at the bottom of the bath.
This time he traced small circles slowly up her thigh, and brushed his finger lightly over her lips and the button of pleasure that swelled between them. She closed her eyes as he circled the tender little spot again. Her hips were led, she would not move despite the pleasure… the aching. All she wanted was for him to drag her out the water and use her. He noticed her concentration, smirked and moved his fingers away. This time she stayed still, he then pushed his fingers inside her and found her g spot quickly and caused her to open her legs a little wider. The fire was reignited on her left cheek “three strikes you selfish little slut, and you’re out”
As she thought the game over she went to rise but was greeted with a hand round her throat. All of a sudden she was under the water, she could feel his grip, she struggled, until all was calm and she was floating in the cosmos.
Then next thing she felt was the cold floor against her face and breast. She heard the sound of a belt and zip.
“Lift your arse and arch your back”
She complied, and felt his fingers inside her again, pressing and working her insides. Then she gasped as he entered her pushing every inch of himself inside.

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Bar Hop Pt 1: Shake Pepper and Roll [Furry] [M,F] [Bi] [Anal] [Cock Vore] [Micro]

Powered by an absent minded kick, the synth was sent careening head over heels down the stairs. A smear of scarlet as she bounced off the last few steps and landed in a heap. A painful groan escaped the poor skunk as her consciousness restarted. Physics had kept anything from breaking but not by much. Tonight she had the guest role of…a…drumroll…mop! Cold broke the weird mental fantasy and Pepper’s brain jumpstarted. Short, bright red and white, fur had greedily decided to go ahead and get drunk without her.

One last huff and she began to piece herself back together from the puddle of liquid and fur. She got up. Nervous hands attempted to wring out the sugary alcohol. Face scrunched, dreading the hardened mess her fur would turn into. A few angry snaps dried her tail. A few flecks of alcohol splattered into the air catching the glow of the rotating lights.

Pepper crossed her arms, fuming. Already sticky tufts weighed her down like a deep pressure. Weakly a flaccid mohawk slid sideways into her face. Turquoise paw pads tucked it absentmindedly behind a pointed ear. Pacing in a circle, she calmed herself and pondered.

Returning home to you after many months apart. (MF)

After many months apart I arrive home. As soon as our eyes meet I take you into my arms. We cuddle and make out as we pull each others clothes off. I push you into bed and begin kissing from your neck down to your thighs, pausing, building suspense and teasing before i use my mouth and fingers for your pleasure. I feel your thighs tighten around my head as you squirm edging closer to climax.

You then pull me back up to your lips as you feel my hard cock grind against you. I then slowly slide deep inside, letting you feel every inch before beginning to fuck you. We play with a few different positions before finishing in doggy and collapsing in a hot, steamy euphoria.

Later we stumble into the shower. Both still fueled by our time apart, I push you up against the wall, the water hot against our skin. My hands explore your body while our lips are locked in two. You run your hand down and rub my hard cock as i slide my fingers inside you. I then pick you up and slide you back down onto me while you bite at my neck, I fuck you against the wall as you claw at my back in ecstacy. You then push me against the wall and take control, holding me on the edge before kneeling down to finish me in your mouth.

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Bickering Feeds Sexual Tension [M/F] Manhandling, Oral, Fingering

She honestly did not even know why she liked him. He was such an asshole sometimes. Entitled, arrogant. Sometimes she loathed his very presence and resigned to a “whatever dude” most of the times they interacted. It made perfect sense when she would ponder, “why the fuck is this jerk on my mind?” She could not decipher the answer, there just wasn’t one to be found.

At times, she thought she saw something there, something in him. Something softer which he was concealing. She decided maybe that was it. Each revisit she kept indulging when she would hear from him was another chance to uncover that side he always kept guarded. They rarely got along, such a back and forth always present. Constant power struggle in their discord.

It was by chance they were assigned rooms next door to each other on this company trip. She rolled her eyes, picked up her duffle and moved towards the elevator. After settling in her room and getting comfortable, she lays around to watch some TV with the idea of dinner in mind. The chaos of daily life is so loud, this little weekend away would provide for some quiet. The solitude she had been needing for so long from expectations she had to fulfill.

New Marriage and a Denied Cuckold Agreement

Originally posted at https://samanthasummersinstitute.org/community/postid/475/ along with Part II and the Denial List.

Andrew Powell’s new marriage and new Denied Cuckold Agreement! Pt 1.

I was a cuckold for over 7 years of my 13 year marriage too my first wife Barbara and I became hooked on the lifestyle even though it eventually led to the end of my marriage. I think we would of divorced much sooner if we hadn’t adopted an extremely one sided denied cuckold arrangement which both Barbara and I enjoyed for many years.

There’s just so long a hot woman can put up with a 3 inch cock, so being able to fuck well hung men while still married was a win-win for our marriage while it lasted. She got fucked hard and often and I got to clean up countless loads of cum dripping from her hot well used pussy.

Any Requests???

I would love to hear some requests or suggestions for stories. I like to write stories that are fantasy (free use, etc) and are more uncommon than just regular stuff. Or if you would like a continuation on a story or character that I have already written about, that would work too.

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 3, Part 6 – Stacey [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Dubcon][Humiliation]

**Stacey**

“*Your honeymoon has passed*

*Rings have become vises*

*Amidst of misery*

*You are finding me*

*I don´t come with cost*

*So why should you be lost?*

*Venus of the dusk*

*Venus from the dawn*

*Star of ancient love*

*In heat I smell musk…”*

Singing of mine is theoretically the backbone of this short appearance in the Lovemaking bar, while I think it makes difference for about quarter of the guests. They don´t bother to hush, they clink with glasses of whiskey and they are sneering at previous karaoke songstresses. Those are waiting under stripper poles, the upcoming test ground.

I finished the song graceful, God willing. More than once I emphasized allurement to the douches. Lyrics being not overtly flirtatious, I could do it sparingly and tastefully. I was enchanting guys in pubs, cabarets and motorcycle club three dozen times on my jobs.

The bar area lighted up and applause, ordinary on itself, was storming with cacophony of indecency unheard of this evening. Spokeswoman in the corner smiled, raising arm with a card that read 8/A-. Just stop, people. Offense from you is praise and vice versa.

EHAP Ch. 3 – What’s this Stranger’s price? [MF / Part 4 / Spontaneity / Sex-for-Cash / Oral / Cowgirl]

If you haven’t read the prologue to this story, you can check it out [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/iq2p73/everyone_has_a_price_mf_teaser_dubcon_cheating/). This is [Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/iradqt/everybody_has_a_price_chapter_1_saffron_sucks/) and [Chapter 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/itva1s/everybody_has_a_price_chapter_2_charlie_youre_a/), which provide mild but not necessary context for this chapter.

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**Chapter 3: What’s this Stranger’s Price?**

If you went as far as to open this story, I’m sure that you’ve checked out a stranger before. Maybe she had a really nice ass, and you couldn’t help but take a double take at her. Maybe her tits were practically popping out of her dress, and you couldn’t help but stare. Or maybe her face just looked like she came straight out from a movie, and you couldn’t help but admire how perfect and cute she looked. I’m no different – I’ve stared and gazed, usually wistfully, at these women as they almost swagger past, or as they sit proudly and assuredly in the knowledge that all eyes were on them. But because we live in a proper, civil society, we don’t just go up to these beautiful women and tell them about what we’d **really** like to do with them and to them. No, those thoughts are reserved for the deep recesses of our mind until we become sure that hey – they might be willing to do this with us, to let us do things to them. Then we give it a try.

Fake agent.

I was a scout for an adult modeling firm.
I was currently in holiday when, while walking with my camera around my neck. I passed this small Cafe. At the Cafe was the most gorgeous red head girl. But she looked sad. So I went up to her. “scuse me miss, do you mind if I sit here” I ask her.
She looks at me slightly confused and says, “yeah sure, it’s a free country”.
So I take a seat and place my camera down.
“what’s with the camera” she asks looking at it.
“oh I’m a photographer for an agency” I replied, witch wasn’t false. At that point the waitress walks by and I ask, “oh can I have a beer” then I look over to the red head and ask, “so what you having”, she looks a bit sad and says”ill have a water, I can’t actually afford anything more”. “oh no, it’s my pleasure” I say, “she’ll have a rose” and the waiter scurried off to get the order.
Now this red head was about 5’6 and she looked to have a D cup beasts by my reckoning. A very firm D cup.
“so what brings you here” she asks. “oh I’m on holiday for the week and I’m checking the sights” I jokingly wink at her, which she smiles back at me.

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