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[MF] [oral] [exh]BALCONY SUCK – My girlfriend and I recently had an encounter with exhibitionism, a very exciting one. This story is absolutely true

After a hard day of working out as an aerobics instructor my girlfriend, Vicki usually feels really good. She’s always very sweaty and has a delicious mischievous smile. That continuous exercise seems to pump her full of sexy, sensuous feelings.

On this particular day, I arrived late and found her in the living room still getting out her workout clothes and slipping into a bikini. She wanted to take a midnight soak in the Jacuzzi or a quick swim in the pool.

I was really tired and didn’t feel like joining her, so off she went by herself. I knew that at that hour no one would be down at the apartment pool area. My girlfriend looks fantastic and I love knowing that other guys find her attractive also, but that’s when I’m with her, I wouldn’t normally willingly let her go down to the pool to get ogled by guys if I could help it. But as I said it was late and no one would be around.

I showered and went out to our balcony to watch her swim. Our balcony is on the third floor, overlooking the large pool and facing other apartments in the large complex. It has a resort feel to it, especially with all the pool lights reflecting off the palm trees. Read more »

Chastity and pegging story.

So this story starts a week ago. It was a normal night in our household. The kids were bathed and put to bed with the normal fights. The wife and I had earlier agreed to a massage night, which normally turns into some great sex. Prior to starting we were discussing the swing being used and her using the strap on later that evening. I was told “we will see how it goes.”
I informed her that I need a little heads up as there is some prep work that needs to be done to ensure a good and clean time. With that she said we will wait on the strap on for another time. I agreed to wait even though I was hoping it was a yes!

The night was great, massage for me, followed by a nice long massage for her. I was forewarned that this was to be a relaxing massage and not sexual. There was time for that later. I could tell that she was nice and relaxed as massages her from head to toe, taking care to not touch the erogenous zones. It took all of my might to not do what I wanted. However it has been an extremely crazy time and she deserves a true massage without me trying to jump her at the same time! Read more »

The Diary-Chapter 2

After that night, Mollie went back to her bed, but she couldn’t sleep. Rushing through her head were thoughts of what had just happened. The pleasure rushing through her body, the passion she shared with her step-sister, her still sensitive nipples, and her pussy, still wet. Freya felt the same, but with a sense of accomplishment, because she had brought Mollie out of her shell, and had a blast (literally) while doing so.

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A week had passed since their little ordeal. They never spoke about it, but occasionally looked into eachother‘s eyes, and giggled, blushing when they remembered what happened, but neither had forgotten Mollie’s last words that night. It drove Freya insane.

One day, just like any other, Freya was getting ready to hop into the shower. She left the bathroom door open, aware that her step-sister was around, but not bothered by it at all. Shower time was one of her favourite times to masturbate, a time when she had peace, so she made the most of it. She stripped down slowly, watching herself in the mirror like a private dancer. She removed her crop top, leaving just her lingerie, which she always wore to keep herself a little spicy. She was wearing a hot pink bra and thong set, which complimented her ample tanned tits and ass like a goddess. She slowly unclipped her bra, freeing her beautiful tits, and slipped out of her thong. Read more »

The Diary-Chapter 1

It was a warm summer night. Mollie was asleep, her voluptuous tits lay loose, in a thin, white tank top. Her ass was dressed up in a pretty, red lace thong, her favourite. She wanted to feel sexy, and that she did, and looked the part too, because Mollie had a secret. She was a lesbian. Now whilst this was no issue, she didn’t know how her parents would react to knowing their little 18 year old girl, was living a life that they never expected. However, Mollie slept comfortably, knowing her parents were far away, on a vacation to Spain. She wasn’t alone though.

A few rooms over, was her sister Freya. Freya was a year older, and the sisters were so alike, you could almost mistake them for twins. They had the same, mid length, straight brown hair. The same Lapis blue eyes. The same pretty, silky, rosey pink lips. They were both around 5’3 , and they both had the same shapely, smooth, pert and perfect breasts, however, Freya’s alluring ass was slightly bigger than Mollie’s. Read more »

Training Worm Girl FF, nonconsent, Slavery, Bondage, Humiliation, Pet Play, Body Mod.

I waited with bated breath for my newest delivery. I was so excited that I paced nervously on the floor. Going back and forth between watching the blaring television and checking for updates on my tablet. I looked at the longingly at the lovely face on the television screen, the missing young woman Amy Park, an up and coming Korean American state senator who had died yesterday in a car crash. She was lauded as a hero for her work fighting human trafficking and would be sorely missed.

Except she wasn’t dead. Some powerful people whom she had crossed one too many times on the issue of human trafficking had arranged for her staged accident, and facilitated her delivery too me. My job as a dominatrix was to turn her into a worm girl, transforming her from a hero to an enslaved zero. She wasn’t dead, though she would probably wish she was when I was done with her. Read more »

[FF-teens] [1st-lesb] [reluc] LOSING is an erotic story of two teenage best friends sharing one night of discovery for one and loss for the other. This is a highly erotic story that takes you from the height of arousal to melancholy of loss in around 1500 words. Amazing!

If you like images to go with your story you can find the link for the illustrated version of this story in the comments below. Enjoy…

When I was 18 I spent a lot of time with a girl named Beth. She’d been my best friend since 6th grade and I thought there was nothing we didn’t know about each other. Boy was I wrong!

I was a skinny, brown-haired, cheerleader at that time. I lettered in swimming and diving and had a great boyfriend who (I thought) I was in love with. Beth was the same age, a little shorter at 5’1″, and weighed all of 90lbs. She had blonde hair in a shag cut and she really was a total hottie!

We shared everything! Whatever one of us had or knew was immediately shared with the other. She was the sister I never had, a twin sister at that!

Of course, we always talked about sex. Everything from first periods to first dates. And beyond that, there was no subject I could imagine us not being able to discuss. And so it was when we were both 18 and spending the night in the loft of her dad’s barn that a new subject came up. Read more »

Just some free writing

The sun was just breaking the horizon still throwing long shadows on the calm Saturday morning streets of Philadelphia. Chloe gazed out her bathroom window letting the warm water rain over her for an extra minute. She watched as a tall broad man jogged down the street in full sweat suit and beanie, his breath visible as he plodded along. Chloe sighed. She hated the cold. She closed her eyes and backed fully under the steaming water indulging in the heat. She ran her hands through her hair. Squeezing out the last bit of conditioner. In her warm bliss she hadn’t noticed James in the doorway. James paused to watch his girlfriend. He loved watching her. He loved watching her study. He loved watching her work on her laptop. He loved how she danced subtly as she cooked, how she hummed in the shower. He watched as she rinsed herself. The steam engulfing her tight wet body. He watched the water beading down her toned abdomen. She turned to shut the water off, putting her tight plump behind on display. James bit his lip and exhaled softly, “Oof.”
Chloe yelped and spun around.“James! You scared me.”, She laughed.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” he apologized as he met her at the glass shower door. “You can leave it on I’m going to jump in.”
“Mmm mm mmm. Please do.” Chloe welcomed him playfully holding the door open.
“Hold on let me pee first.” James interrupted as he slipped off his tight black briefs.
“Awwe babe! You’re so well trained!” Chloe teased as he relieved himself into the toilet instead of the drain of the shower.
“I know I know, quite impressive isn’t it?” he volleyed.
“Very.” Chloe smirked eyeing James plump morning cock.
“Hey hey, this isn’t a free show!” He teased noticing her gaze. He playfully held out his other hand to in an unsuccessful attempt to shield her view.
“Boooo!” Chloe giggled, Still enjoying the site of him. James was tall and athletic. He had dark wavy hair, the kind that looked good even if he just woke up, not in a cute bead head way either. He had the permanent elegantly disheveled look. His eye brows were thick and stood pronounced on his defined brow.
“That’s going to cost you little missy!” He toyed with her as he strode to meet her in the shower.
“Oh no how ever will I pay you, sir.” Chloe played along in a shy tone looking up to him making her big brown eyes as wide and intriguing as possible as he entered the shower.
“Mmm I think we can come to an agreement.” James took her chin in his hand and bent down to kiss her pulling her warm wet body against his as their lips embraced.
“Mmm.” Chloe hummed softly as she wrapped her hands around his neck.
“Good morning baby.” James added softly between sucking her bottom lip. Chloe had full sensual lips. The kind most girls had to pay for.
“Good morning indeed.” She confirmed, tilting her head back as James explored her neck with his lips. His short scruff tickled and she loved it.
“When do they get in?” He asked as he slowly moved away to retrieve the shampoo bottle, letting his large hands slip off her slowly as he reached.
“11:30 I believe.” She answered as she regained consciousness, letting him step away and taking the moment to rinse the last bit of conditioner out.
“Nice. I still need to grab some booze and tidy up the patio. What do you think Jen drinks?” James questioned as he lathered his hair with both hands.
“Hmmm good question.” Chloe wondered as she indulged in the site of her tall muscled man once more. His long biceps bulged tightly as he ran his hands through his hair, his toned abdomen rippling sporadically. “How bout I go to the store instead so I can pick and you don’t have to do all the chores?” she recommended as she pumped body wash into her palm.
“No, I don’t mind babe. I thought you had patient charts to go over still?” He contested as he rinsed the foam from his scalp.
“I do but it wont take all morning.” She said as she began to lather his back.
“Mmm thank you.” He responded to her touch. “If you’re sure. I want you to be able to have your work done so you aren’t stressing this weekend and we can all have a good time.”
“I know baby thank you. I have things I need for my recipe still anyways. I can get my work out of the way first. It isn’t too much.” She looked up to him as he turned to face her. His eyes investigating her. Chloe kissed his chest as she started soaping his front. Her small hands running along the ripples of his obliques as he leaned over her resting his hands on the wall above her head.
“If you insist.” He conceded, looking down at her.
“I do.” She confirmed softly, meeting his gaze as she ran her hands down his pelvis and through his low cropped pubic hair. She held his gaze, taking him into both her hands. She stroked his thick member and massaged his heavy soapy balls.
“Oof, yes ma’am.” James obliged through a soft grunt.
“Good boy.” She praised, giving his growing cock a firm squeeze and biting her lip.
“Don’t tease me baby.” James begged playfully, still leaned over looking down on her.
“I’m not…” Chloe confirmed, grasping his nearly full cock with both hands. She began rhythmically stroking him, holding his gaze as he grew in her hands. James groaned softly as she worked him. “Mmmm good boy…” She encouraged him rubbing him with a twisting motion as she pumped his throbbing shaft. “You just work on the patio for me while I get my work done. I want to watch you sweat.” She demanded quietly making him lean further down to listen to her.
“Yes baby, yes.” He submitted through heavy breath.
“Mmm good boy.” She pulled him closer by his cock, now tugging harder and faster. His cock bulging in her tiny hands. James stood tall at 6’4” when he wasn’t hunched over his petite girlfriend and his cock fit him, well.
“Yes baby, yes. I–” He stuttered as he shifted his weight.
“Shhhh.” She silenced. “Cum for me.” She demanded, working his long thick cock from hilt to tip in slow strokes with both hands squeezing as she pulled to the tip making soap foam and drip from his bugling head.
“I—”
“Shhhh.” she demanded now stroking him faster still holding his wondering gaze as he released. “Yes, good man. Cum for me.” She praised him as he convulsed over her, his abs tightening, his breath heavy. She kept stroking him, pumping thick ropes of hot cum onto her torso. His heavy grunts only satisfied her more as she milked the last bit out of him.
“Fuck.” He finished as she eased her grasp on him now petting his empty member lovingly.
“Good man.” She smiled up at him, covered in his glaze.
“Ugh I need a nap.” He sighed appreciatively.
“No, no no mister” She teased giving him a swift spank as she slipped from under him to rinse herself once more, this time feeling much more accomplished. Her man toy remained leaning on the wall and she eyed his sculpted broad back. “You’ve got work to do.” She teased, looking forward to watching his muscles work from the window while he tidies the patio for their guests.
“Yes, yes love.” He turned providing a smile and leaning for a kiss. Read more »

My foray into the world of link [bdsm] [MDom] [Fsub] [bondage] [Hitachi] [squirting]

I recently experienced BDSM for the first time as a submissive. I know that I am a submissive because it is the only avenue, at the expert hands of someone else who graciously lends me the fruits of their meticulous craft, through which my constant churning mind silences. The violent, constant churning of contradictory states of inner world come to an abrupt stop, yet there is no lurch of inertia that jostles you. It defies description and physics.

There are scenes within scenes.

First, there was the equipment setup, where I assisted Sir and helped with the unpacking of the toys and spreader bar. I don’t have many of my own toys. I do use a dildo but using it must feel akin to feeling how a carnivore feels if it is forced to eat tofu – never completely satisfying, means to an end. I had never used a Hitachi wand on myself. Yeah, really. I have been in handcuffs and role played as a submissive before, but this was a complete production. A one-woman production, but Sir was the director, choreographer, art designer, sound and lighting tech, stage crew, makeup, and curtain call. There were toys in shapes and sizes I had never seen before. A toy of three-pronged pleasure, a double-penetrative double dildo thingy, and a buttplug that both inflated AND vibrated. What. Read more »

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Pain and pleasure

Sometimes the pain is too bad that I cant cope. I have recently found that smoking really helps the pain.
I have taken up smoking as a way to cope when the pain gets overwhelming. I had sworn off smoking for so long, but I was desperate.
The thick breath in as the smoke fills my lungs is heaven, like it swirls around my body collecting the pain within and stealing it away with my euphoric exhale, expelling it with a relieved sigh.
I have never felt release like it. And the floating on the clouds feeling was so light and inviting. And then it got me thinking……I wonder what other release I can get in this state. This feeling was almost orgasmic. But what if…….before my thoughts even had a moment to consider that maybe I shouldn’t, my fingers had already begun to wonder downwards and under my panty line. They seemed to know what this feeling was and what I needed to reach my relief. My fingers began slowly tracing circles over my clit, so warm under the cold touch of my hand. It felt so good, everything is so intense, the sensation almost felt brand new to me, like I had never been touched before. I kept circling so lightly that it was as if I were simply hovering above, but each slight touch better than the first. I let myself let go for the first time in a long time. I didn’t think just let my body take over. My hands knew exactly what to do. My other hand slipping inside my top to touch my erect nipples, mirroring the rhythmic circling of my right hand. I reached my climax much quicker than I thought. It almost caught me off guard. But I wanted this feeling to last a little longer. I edged my body closer and closer to climax. Circling my clit and pushing my fingers inside myself kept me close without tipping me over until I couldn’t hold the sensation back any longer and this wave of pleasure came over me, embracing me and devouring me. I let out a loud moan, this feeling was like nothing I have ever experienced before. I was completely taken over by the sensation of the pleasurable pulsation in my clit and my stomach, the warm, almost blushing sensation inside of me, and the tingle I felt having my nipple, hard, in between my finger tips. It was so powerful, it felt like it would never end as I contorted, legs shaking as I achieved my orgasm, the way I couldn’t help but to let my moan out, the way I couldn’t control my hands from exploring my body, touching and grabbing to increase the intensity of it.
I lay there afterwards, breathless, more than satisfied. Still revelling in the euphoria I felt. Pain free, pleasured and weightless. Still floating on that cloud.