Found (MF, con, inc, rom)

Found

by SpectreOfHell

Antonia excused herself from the reception hall after the Maid of Honor had made her toast. She just couldn’t take it anymore. It wasn’t that she was not happy for her little sister, not at all. She loved Alicia to death and was overjoyed to see her sister so happy. She was just jealous, that’s all. Sad because she was about to turn thirty and she had never been able to keep a boyfriend longer than a year. It had been nine months since her last breakup. Not her longest dry spell, but now that her sister was married off Antonia was the only one of her siblings who had never had a deep and meaningful relationship.

She couldn’t figure out why, either. She was an attractive woman, she didn’t have to be vain to acknowledge that. Five foot four, slender, a perfect tan, and killer green eyes, she had made more than a few men drool over her. She stepped into the women’s room to check herself in the mirror, to wipe away the evidence of her tears and fix her makeup. She fluffed her short-cut black hair, spritzed herself with perfume, and headed out again, fully intending to get very, very drunk today.

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A toy in the attic [MF] [Fsolo, rough, mc, ds, nosex, voy, sm]

It starts with a single gesture. A beckoning motion of my hand and you obediently follow me, holding the leash attached to your collar. Up the steps to the attic we walk, the wooden steps rough against your bare feet. The humid late summer air assaulting your bare flesh, causing stinging pinpricks of sweat to form over your body and trickle along your curves, dripping onto the slightly dusty floor boards.

My finger presses against your lips, silencing and stopping you as you enter the open space, moonlight pouring in through the sky light, illuminating the metal shackles anchored into the floor. Leaving your side, I walk over and begin to light two semi circles of pillar candles around the room, your eyes slowly adjusting to the soft, flickering light.

Turning to you with a slight nod and turn of my head, compelling you to walk into the circle and kneel, your forearms resting on your thighs, just as you are trained to do. I remove the leash and wrap it around my fist, as I examine your naked body, glistening with perspiration, from all sides. You arch your back, sticking your breasts and bottom out for me. You tilt your head back, eyes forward, exposing your neck, until you feel my gaze leaving your flesh.

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Once you see how bad she is craving your dick, you tell her to get her back to her knees . You tease your cock on her lips, making her think you are going to let her suck you off. With a strong firm force grab, you immediately slam your cock down her throat. Making her gag and choke, with spit running down her face. You take another handful of her hair and start thrusting inside her mouth and throat. You now have her spit dripping down your balls as they slap her chin with every thrust. After your cock is completely soaked in her spit and before she is able to realize what is happening, you pick her up and throw her on the bed, flipping her onto her stomach. After you see her arch her back for you, knowing what is about to happen, you are then able to take a look at her wet pussy and tight asshole staring back at you. You take your already soaked cock and slide it up and down her pussy lips, letting her pussy lube your dick even more. You decide this is the perfect opportunity for you take her by surprise and stretch out her asshole… Hard, fast, and effortlessly. You start thrusting your dick insider her, feeling her tight hole grip around your cock, squeezing. While you are inside her, you are able to feel her asshole push your foreskin back, allowing you to feel every slide of pleasure.

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The IT Guy Who Services Pussy [mF][pros.][oral]

I pulled up in front of the modest two story stucco home in an arid suburb south of Scottsdale’s city core and rechecked the given address before putting the car in park. Dressed inconspicuously in my Geek Squad type uniform of a navy blue polo shirt, khakis, and topsiders, and with my IT service bag in hand, I stepped out of my car into the blazing Arizona heat. I walked up a meandering pathway through a rock and cactus garden to the front door and rang the doorbell. I’ve never met Mrs. Pelley. Lord, I hope she’s fuckable.

The lock snapped open and a woman of average height who looked to be in her early 40’s opened the door. She had caramel brown hair with honey blonde highlights that framed her heart shaped face. Sultry green eyes, a pouty lower lip, dressed in a white tank top, pink sweat pants and bejeweled flip flops; yeah she was fuckable. She was curvy but toned with big boobs and a Botoxed face. Most of my clients have the same attributes as though having a Botox is a requirement to be a member of the same country club as their friend and my pimp, Suzanne Murphy.

After the Gangbang [MF][cuckold][oral][anal][bdsm] (x-post /r/sexstories)

Being married to a wonderful man with a small dick had me craving a gangbang. My husband said I could have one, so we became members of a sex club where he watched me be ravaged by five men. After the gang bang, he scooped my sweaty, cum soaked body off of the bed and carried me to our bedroom upstairs as this sex club resort. He laid me on the bed and stepped into the bathroom to run me a bath. I laid there, closing and opening my eyes in absolute exhaustion. My pussy felt like the Holland Tunnel, heavily used with the tire tread marks to prove it. I heard the water drip to a halt. I opened my eyes to see the bathroom lights dim. Sam returned. He removed the cum soaked mask from my face and tossed it aside before picking me up. He carried me to the tub of my favorite bubble bath and gently lowered me into the bubbly warm water which soothed my battered muscles. It was so soothing and I laid there soaking. I was so weak, I thought I’d slip under the water. I could feel the slime detach the tender flesh between my legs and float away.

Library Rendezvous [MF] [bd, ds, exhib, piv, rough, sm]

I notice you as I’m working on a project in the library, sitting across the common area at another table. I find it hard to concentrate, your partially unzipped hoodie keeps opening as you lean over your books, revealing your cute patterned bra underneath.

As you stand up in search of another book, I quickly scribble a note and wrap it with a long red ribbon, leaving it on top of your notebook. Returning to your seat, tucking your hair behind your ear, you look around and see me engrossed in copying more notes. Opening the letter, you read my words: “I want to ravish you. Tie the ribbon around your neck and meet me in the reference section. Leave your underwear behind.”

You stuff your books into your bag, and I glance up at the noise to see the red ribbon looped around your neck and you finish it in a bow over your throat. I watch you reach under the table and lean back in the chair, your arms shifting under the table before you leave. I wait a moment before I quickly follow up the stairs to the stacks. The floor is abandoned, with low lights illuminating every other row. I check row after row, eventually locating you in a dark aisle near the shelves of encyclopedias.

My pets reward [MF] [bd, ds, sad, anal, Msolo, pett, rough, toys]

I command you to strip and kneel before me, hands behind your back. I begin pacing around your naked and exposed body, examining your sexy curves, adjusting your posture, accentuating your breasts.
Once I complete the examination of my pet, I grab a collar and affix it around your neck, just tight enough to allow one finger between the rough leather and your soft skin. I then gently stroke your head, running my fingers through your hair and trailing off down your spine.
I crouch behind you, affixing velvet lined cuffs to your wrists, the catches dangling against your palm, allowing you movement, but knowing your obedience to Sir will allow you none. Rising, I affix a chain to the loop at the front of the collar, draping it down in front of you, letting the cool metal graze your skin and coil in your lap.
I slide a blindfold around your head and pull it down over your eyes, darkening your vision as your other senses heighten. The chain feels colder, the rustling of my clothing, louder, as I move around you, even my breaths become roars inside your mind. I direct you to put your hands on the floor in front of you, then tug the chain. You obediently lift your bottom, rising to all fours. I push on the back of your neck so you raise your ass into the air.
I then draw my finger tips down your shoulder blades, crossing over the small of your back and reversing the same route over the other side of your flesh. Grasping the chain, I pull against the collar, bending your head back, facing straight ahead. My other hand seeking your ass, caressing your soft bottom, rubbing in slow circles over your cheeks. My fingers barely grazing the bottom of your slit as they cross from one side to the next.
Still holding your neck taut, I smack your ass, a cupped hand striking directly in the center, a warm, stinging feeling rising up to the skin. Another blow lands on the right, an open handed strike, and then a flat slap to your left cheek.
I step around you as I lift you by the collar so you are on your knees, biting roughly up your neck to your jawline as I grab your hair and pull your mouth to meet mine, kissing you passionately, my lips closing over yours, only stopping my forceful embrace to suck on your bottom lip and nibble lightly.
I direct my attention to your breasts, your nipples stiff and exposed. My free hand cupping them in turn, flicking my thumb over your tight buds. Pinching them between my forefinger and tugging, before releasing them to fall back to rest, jiggling slightly. I give them a few slaps, the piercing sensation reverberating across your flesh. One… Two… Three… Four… Five smacks alternating across each breast.
Resting your head on my shoulder, as my hands slide down your sides, following your hip bones and onto your thighs, spreading your legs into a triangle with the floor. Following along your wet slit with the pad of a finger as my other hand caresses your chest, soothing the sting and comforting you after being rough.
Tapping at the top of your lips, sending pulses to your clit as my finger becomes sticky and splashes the juices leaking out of your cunt onto your inner thighs, dripping to the floor. Again, forcing you down to your hands and knees as I stand above you. You comply, obediently, then cold, slick liquid drips down your ass, sliding between your cheeks, swiftly followed by a stiff bump pressing against your flesh and rubbing around your asshole. Slowly working its way in, the cone stretching you, filling your ass with solid metal, until you had taken the entire plug. I tug on it a few times, making you struggle to keep it in place.
Holding your breasts, squeezing them and pulling on the nipples as a whirr rattles behind you. Pleasurable waves begin pulsing over your clit, parting your lips to press against your swelling bud. Grabbing one arm and pulling it behind your back, you struggle to stay up on one hand, then I sweep that behind you, letting your face fall onto a pillow. I attach the cuffs together, binding your hands above your ass, then increasing the intensity of the vibrations. The pulses coming in strong bursts, letting you feel the side and top of the pulsing head on the wand as I raise and lower the end of the shaft.
Turning the vibrations as high as they will go, grabbing your thigh to keep you from pulling away, then lowering the speed until you begin to moan again, I continue working the head against your wet cunt. As you cry out from the sensation, I resume tugging on the plug as I bring the head of the wand back almost to the plug then forward, returning my attention to your clit.
Pulsing across your flesh, pulling on the plug to fuck your ass with it, the sound of liquid pumping out of your ass barely audible over the humming of the wand. Pressing the plug into you, the solid edge indenting your flesh, as the wand continuing its incessant drone on your skin. Removing the metal plug, replacing it with a softer pop plug, the ball on the end pushing deeper inside you, stretching you even further. Rolling you onto your back, parting your cunt with the oval egg on the end of a g spot vibe. Letting you adjust to the fullness before I turn it on, and press it against the soft, swelling mound of flesh inside of your cunt.
You hear the squeak of tape being pulled and ripped before I wrap it around your leg, securing the wand to your thigh, the head still in contact with your clit. Bringing your hands to your front and reattaching the catches, draping them over your breasts, I command you to massage your breasts before I finish the other loop around your leg, then bringing them together and binding them with more tape at your ankles and knees. Lifting your legs, I turn on the vibrator on the pop plug and restart the wand, now stuck between your thighs, directly on your sensitive flesh. I slide the g vibe back and forth inside you, each toy humming at a slightly different speed.
In and out, back and forth, over and over I move the toy inside your soaking wet cunt. Paying attention to your moans, finding what spots drive you wild, teasing you by pulling away before resuming the intense, pleasurable sensations. You hear the sound of a zipper descending and then of skin brushing against flesh repeatedly coming from your left. I watch you build toward release, struggling to surrender to pleasure as your fingers move over your breasts. Caressing. Tugging. Squeezing. Pinching.
The toy resuming its strokes inside you after a moment the swish of skin on skin now coming from your right side, quickening, faster, matching the thrusts of the toy inside your pussy. Redoubling my efforts, fucking your cunt with the vibe, pressing against your swelling spot, the wand pulsing over your clit, and the ball of the plug shaking inside your ass. The sibilant swishing now sounding more like squishing, as drops of pre cum splash onto your tummy.
I groan as I release with you, spurting my cum over your chest and stomach and neck. You rub the sticky fluid over your breasts, your fingers slipping off your now slick nipples. Your howls of ecstasy long and loud as your body quivers and shakes, finally receiving permission to cum. Turning off the toys and releasing your bonds, removing the plug then the vibe. Scooping the cum that pooled on your tummy and dripping it into your mouth, letting you taste your sweet reward for being such a good pet.
Rubbing the remainder of my cum onto your breasts, commanding you to lick them clean. Kissing your forehead as I cradle you, my arms holding you until you catch your breath and stop shaking. Then, finally, removing the cuffs and collar, allowing you to relax in my arms.

The disciplinary meeting [MF] [job, ds, exhib, humil, nc, reluc, rough, Fsolo, Msolo, voy]

I page you to my office, interrupting your daydreaming at your desk. You gather your papers, in no real hurry, and lock your cabinets. Walking along the hall, your heels click on the tile floor, navigating the attached loops of rooms to the first floor.

You knock on the door, and I beckon you to enter from my desk, my silhouette backlit from the rows of large windows behind me. “Please, have a seat,” I command, barely glancing up from my computer monitor at the corner of my desk. I make several clicks and then turn to face you. “I called you down here today because it has come to my attention that there were several… pornographic pictures of you discovered on your company issued laptop. You do realize that everything saved to computers that are owned by this company is backed up on our server, correct?” I tilt my head down, looking at you over the wire frames of my glasses.

The first meeting.

I was jittery and nervous leading up to our meeting. We had only talked online and over text messages and the thought of finally meeting him in person was halfway exhilarating and halfway nauseating. We made plans to meet up for a casual beer in a local pub and in the hours before I thought about cancelling at least three times. I composed text messages over and over, but each reason for cancelling seeming ridiculous and cheap, so I decided to go. I wanted to wear something that seemed like I wasn’t trying too hard, but I wanted him to be able to see the suggestion of my curves through my clothes. I settled on my best pair of jeans that hugged my body in all the right places and a white v-neck tee shirt that wasn’t low cut enough to seem too slutty but hinted at my nice tits. I wore my favourite matching bra and underwear in case the night lead somewhere exciting. I hoped it would if he looked anything like his photos.