Craving [M/F BDSM Petplay]

I lie in bed, staring into the inky blackness of the night. My thoughts, racing, jumping from stressing over work, to what I want to eat tomorrow, and everything in between. In the silence and darkness, my brain is left to its own devices, running rampant, worrying. Alas, you are not here to assuage my worries, relieve my stress.

That is when I crave you most. Your warm, soft body lying next to me. The measured sound of your breathing, the gentle motion of your chest rising and falling, the almost imperceptible thumping of your heart pushing life throughout your body. Even with the lights off, our room is never dark when you’re with me. Your spirit shines so intensely, it overpowers every worry and care I have. I know I should be sleeping, letting you rest as well, but my need to have you overpowers reason and common sense. My body aches to feel your skin against mine, your lips on my lips, a moan escaping when I pull away to look at you. Every cell in my body hums with an energy unlike anything I have experienced outside of you, outside of us.

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The Easter Sex Pledge

Summary: My ploy to coax a threesome turns into a no-sex pledge for Lent followed by an Easter I will never forget.

HAPPY EASTER! I hope you all have orgasms as dramatic as those experienced by the people in this story.

Here is a link to the piece. It is on Medium. If anyone has any trouble accessing it, DM me and I will send you a “friend” link for free access.

[https://medium.com/sensual-enchantment/the-easter-sex-pledge-fiction-6cb3d7cc853d](https://medium.com/sensual-enchantment/the-easter-sex-pledge-fiction-6cb3d7cc853d)

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Filled with Regrets [MFF]

Names changed to protect me.

After my divorce, I dated multiple people openly and discovered polyamoury (which just seemed to be a buzzword / label for what I was doing).

I had two relationships, one a woman my age who matched up on so many levels especially sexually (Anna), and one in her mid 20’s (Barbara) who was incredibly kinky, a bit more skilled and curvier (much bustier) than Anna.

Anna had no interest in threesomes, Barbara was openly bisexual. Two years ago Anna broke up with me because she didn’t want to be “one of” my girlfriends. Immediately she was who I compared anyone new I dated too, and she was even on my mind when I was with Barbara.

A month passed, and I started and ended a relationship with someone who immediately got possessive even though I was clear in dating multiple people. I began to reflect on what I wanted.

In the final discussions with Anna she explained she didn’t expect monogamy but she didn’t want her face rubbed in the fact I was dating someone else. She was okay with an open relationship / sleeping with others but wanted an emotional monogamy.

Sex with a big chubby slut

A couple weeks ago I went over to a friends house and his roommate was there. She was a fat white girl, about 5’7 and 270 pounds. She had an hourglass figure but clearly loved stuffing her bloated face as well, as evidenced by her fattened gut and thick thighs. After my friend went to bed, the fatty and I began to drink and smoke some weed.

We started to play a drinking game that involved stripping our clothes off and soon I was naked and she was in a thong. Her big DD titties were on full display and I began to lick her soft pale nipples. I then got on my knees and grabbed her massive, jiggly 52” ass, noticing how it was pale, round, and covered in cellulite. Grabbing her ass, I pulled her thong down and ate out her fat kissy until she squealed and came hard. The fat hog then led me into the bedroom and rode my cock for a half hour before we came hard simultaneously. Definitely going to fuck that fatty again!

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Pushing the Limits [TW: Con/Noncon] [MF] [Exhibitionism]

TLDR the hot stuff is at the bottom. Always looking for feedback, DMs are welcome]

This was over 20 years ago, I was in my late 20’s and dominant. I was dating multiple women but being upfront about it. I liked (still like) talking with my partners to explore their fantasies, to see how I could push them / thrill them.

Suz was from a French family, pale skin, dark loosely curled hair, petite with little upturned breasts capped by brownish pink nipples. She rarely wore a bra and was in 2nd year of university. She was submissive, but almost too passive. She never initiated and would respond but almost lazily. But she was cute, with big dark eyes and we would talk about depraved things.

Probing her about fantasies, she let it slip that she had dark thoughts when she touched herself. It took time but she eventually confided in me that the idea of rape excited her. This was before either of us had heard the term “consensual non consent”.

We tried playing, using blindfolds and restraints… but it didn’t give her the thrill she desired and bondage isn’t really my game. There was no way she wanted to involve other people, and “faking a break-in” would be too risky.

Breaking a humiliation sub [MFF]

A simple thing I’ve done, I had a submissive partner (Tanya) who was into humiliation and very devoted to me but also very sure she never wanted to be with a woman or in a 3some with me and another woman.

I worked raising her sex drive, first with orgasm denial, and voice training, so she would more quickly become aroused.

We also got a remote we-vibe, and I started slow, having her wear it to the movies, then out to dinner… I would turn it up when we were alone at first… then as other’s were near. The most embarrassing was when she was ordering at a restaurant… I pushed it to the point she came while I gave her order to the waiter.

One night I invited her over, after we discussed and she refused the idea of a 3some again, but suggested she’d like to try anal. I answered the door naked, kissed and stripped her in my living room and inserted the we vibe and told her to sit. She was staring hungrily at my cock. That is when I called Kassy from my bedroom.

Anthony’s Cuckold Beginnings Ch. 02 [blowjob] [exhibitionist] [voyeur]

*Author’s notes: This is the second part of Anthony and Katherine’s adventure. To fully realize the relationship, it’s best if you read the first one but not required. This installment may be a little more outlandish than the previous one, but I attempt to keep all my stories as realistic as possible.*

*Also, thank you to everyone for their feedback on the first chapter. As always, I appreciate and welcome feedback on ways to improve.*

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Anthony finished placing the last bag in the back of their Jeep. It’s been a few weeks since his wife, Katherine suggested they go on this trip, and he was more nervous than ever. It almost seemed as if Katherine changed ever since the night she introduced him to ‘Katie’. He found her a lot more confident, and comfortable in her own skin. Finding it incredibly sexy he agreed to this trip before really thinking it through.

“Almost ready?” Katherine called standing in the doorway of their building.

“Yeah, last bag. You got everything you need?” Anthony replied, trying to match her excitement about the trip.

Secret society writing prompt

I wrote this as a writing prompt, if you’re interested write what happens next and then comment a link to it.

You’re walking through the woods, playing with your best friend of 18 years when suddenly they take a wrong turn on a branch and fall down, but then fall through the brush and fall down a dark pit, you don’t see or hear them, but you know they’re alright, you know this because you see the mark of a secret order next to the hole, a secret order you belong to. You’ve got to rescue your friend, but your worried you’re already too late. You rush to the closest secret entrance and type in your pass code. You make your way down to the meat vaults where the sluts at kept. Rows upon rows of sluts clamped at the waist into the wall, legs forcibly spread, this is where they must wait, and then be fucked by whatever member ends up choosing them. 3 months of this is the first part of the process in turning them into the groups loyal sex slaves. You search the asses for the ass of your friend, finally after a lot of close inspections, and a few awkward conversations, you find your friend. You must get them out of here. Although you don’t see why you can’t have a little fun first.

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Groping you at a concert

I see you at a crowded concert. You look like you’re alone. I shove my way through the crowd and stand right behind you, pressed against your back, breathing on your neck. I lightly rub your ass with my fingers. I sniff your hair and poke your ass with the bulge in my pants. Your thin skirt means you can feel everything. I hear you gasp, but you don’t resist, so I rub your ass lower and lower, creeping toward your pussy.
People around don’t seem to care. They think you’re my gf, but I’m just some strange old man, thirty something. You feel my cock jump as I get closer to your cunt. I feel your dampness. You like this.

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