Sadistic Games Set Love Aflame! Pt.1 [sm] [mf] [anal]

As you have probably seen, I was hopelessly in love with a guy. He was a tattoo artist and an expert in piercing. He had an open mind, tried to understand my sadism, and even accepted my Furry Fetish. I have never been one to consider marriage, but I could have married this man. It also helped that in the sack, he fucked me like a cheap prostitute and never hesitated to push me into scary new places. Good GOD I loved that. He even convinced me to let him pierce my nipples DURING sex. It was an amazing experience that I will absolutely never share with anyone else as long as I live.

But eventually, I always hurt them too much. This one was bad, and I have been broken hearted for weeks now.

It all started when he got a new cock piercing. It was an Ampallang, which apparently is a huge deal as far as sex is concerned. I was a little apprehensive, as it goes across the head of the penis and looks kind of intimidating. But to add pressure, he wanted his first go with the new gear to be anal. I am not opposed to anal sex. I have let plenty of men plunge me to near comatose down there. But this thing, well…if I’m hesitant that should tell you something.

What a strange trip it’s been [mff,bi,drugs]

My thoughts were slowly losing their cotton candy consistency from the couple of hits of acid that I had taken earlier in the night. It had been one of those nights defined by the statement, “Well I have nothing better to do for the next 72 hours.” So me and some friends walled ourselves off in a little fortress of insanity for a night of unreality.

But somewhere on this journey I had become misplaced, left carelessly discarded under a great dark tree that was filled with twinkling fireflies. A miniature universe that would have been a mere curiosity… but for myself with a brain full of acid it was an absorbing phenomenon to be gaped at in reverential awe. And beneath that magical other universe within a tree’s boughs, I was left. Lost in my own crazed dreams, misplaced by my fellow mad sojourners.

But then found by another. My journey was not to be that of my friends, I was to take a much stranger and interesting path this night. As I sat under my tree with its beautiful fireflies I noticed the presence of three female shaped shadows walking down the small road I sat beside. I tried my best to ignore them, the last thing I really wanted right now was the distracting questions and judgments of sane people injecting themselves into my mad tea party of one. But this wish was shattered when I heard the words, “Mike, is that you?”

“Wife Swapping During Pregnancy” [Swinging][Pregnant Sex] [Cuckoldry]

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“Here is you coffee, ladies,” I said, setting down two mugs on the table.

“Thanks, hon,” Rachel said, before she went back to gabbing at a breakneck pace.

My wife Rachel was almost eight months pregnant, and her best friend Casey had just moved back from the east coast, so they had plenty to chat about.

“Oh, all the usual complaints,” Rachel said with a sigh. “I feel as big as a rhino. I would murder someone for a glass of reisling.”

They both broke out in laughter.

“But at least the morning sickness has passed,” Rachel added.

Just as I walked out of the room, I heard Rachel say, “But honestly, the worst thing is I’m so damn horny.”

I froze just around the corner in the kitchen.

“Oh yeah? Are you guys still swinging?” Casey asked.

“Not since I got knocked up. First there was the morning sickness. Now I’m as huge as a whale.”

“The only thing huge is those tits of yours. And I thought they were big before!”

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Firstly I would take you to your bedroom. I would order you to strip quietly and to lie down face up on the mattress. I’d grab whatever restraint we had managed to scrounge up earlier and bind your right and left feet to the bed posts tight enough that you could feel the coarse grit of the rope digging into your skin but not tight enough that it becomes too uncomfortable. I would then calmly move up to your arms and bind those as well. You would now be unable to move and be fully under my control, free for me to do as I wish. At this point I would blindfold you and make sure you couldn’t see anything. And then… I would wait. I wouldn’t do anything to you but sit and watch while you agonizingly lie there at my mercy waiting with baited breath for what I would do next. Occasionally I’d come up and caress something lightly and softly. Maybe your legs, maybe your clit, maybe your lips. Anything but I’d make sure not to do anything that could remotely be seen as “satisfying”. The point of this is to tease after all. After a certain amount of time I deem appropriate or when your inevitable begging eventually gets to me, my touches would become more forceful, more energetic. I’d make you fully understand that right now, you are mine and mine alone. I’d put a finger to your lips and ask you to show me what you’d want to do and I’d expect you to suck on it greedily. If I am satisfied with your demonstration, I’d place my dick just barely at your lips and force you to stretch your neck to reach it and satisfy at least a tiny amount of your growing hunger for pleasure. I’d let you take your increasing frustrations out on me until I’d move away and wait. Again, just intermittently touching random, select spots to keep you frustrated and on edge. Slowly but surely I’d once again make my touches and flicks stronger and more powerful. I’d select a spot and kiss it. I’d bite it. And finally I’d give you a hickey on that spot. And I would keep going. Biting, kissing, and giving hickeys wherever I so chose. Because you would be under my control and I could do anything I wanted to you. After I grow tired of that I’d move down, kissing your body as I made my way to your presumably soaking sex. Very lightly I’d kiss you on your most sensitive spot, such light and soft contact that it would only serve to make you desire me more. In the end I would crack and make you cum and squirm underneath my grasp but it wouldn’t be an orgasm with any significant buildup and would serve only to make you want more and more. But again I’d move back. Only touch you lightly. Maybe kiss you so you could understand what you taste like. At around this time, right when your frustration is nearing its possible peak, I would crack. I would grab your head and make out with you forcefully. I would make you mine with my tongue and lips. You would have no power from the incredibly long and deliberate tease I would have just orchestrated. Finally I would then penetrate you. Instantly I would begin to thrust with force and primal determination. The room would fill with nothing but the sound of our bodies slapping against one another. Your inevitably incessant orgasms would make you fight against the ropes that bound you and leave marks that would remind you for days to come of what had transpired and send small shudders down your spine as you recalled the ecstasy you felt. Then, after what would feel like hours of pure bliss, I would remove myself from being on top of you and place my dick at your lips and order you to finish me off with just your mouth. I’d ask you to show me my load inside your mouth before you swallowed and then have you swallow. Finally, I would plant my lips on your neck and give you one last hickey: the darkest and reddest mark of them all. The last thing I would have you do before I untie you and we fall asleep in each others sweaty and satisfied arms is say “Thank you, sir”.

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In Bed With New Friends [mfmf][oral]

It was our last night at the bed and breakfast inn in the snowy mountains of Lake Tahoe. My husband, Lee and I stayed in our rustic bedroom, snuggled under the covers with deli sandwiches and glasses of wine. Beneath the twinkling pixie lights the inn keeper strung above our headboard, we huddled under the blankets to watch a movie on Lee’s tablet as the rooms didn’t have TVs but had excellent Wi-Fi. I cuddled my head onto my husband’s t-shirt covered chest, both of us naked below the waist. There was a knock at our door. We both looked up from the screen.

Lee answered with, “Enter.”

The door creaked open. My mouth nearly dropped when the couple we met in the hot tub opened the door. Steve, dressed only in pajama bottoms entered with a bottle of cognac, two glasses, and his wife in tow. Shana was dressed in a pink cotton sleep shirt that skimmed her thighs. She glanced around the rustic room which was so different than the others before her eyes settled upon me and Lee reclined against the headboard propped up on pillows.

Steve asked, “Mind if we join you?”

Cute Babysitter: Part 1 [MF]

As a 28 year-old single father, I was incredibly busy. I was lucky to have Dani around to help with my 2 year old daughter, Lilly. Dani was 15, but she wasn’t the terribly angsty type of teenager. It helped me when things got stressful. She had helped me for the past two years and I paid her well. Being a successful banker made that possible.

She was incredibly cute. She was about 4’10” with long, dark brown hair, hazel eyes and beautiful, full lips. Over the past year I noticed her grow into a woman. She started working out and started sporting a round ass. Her tits came in rather quickly. They grew so fast I noticed she was wearing new bra’s every month. They were incredibly large, especially for her small, slim figure, but they definitely added sex appeal to her. She was 15, though, so I’d never imagine doing anything with her.

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Transitioning Him to a Life on the Farm [MF] [MM]

*This is the first draft of a story I’ve been working on. I literally finished it five minutes ago. It’s very long and rough at the moment. I’m going to continue refining it. I just wanted to get it out there first to get a feel for feedback.*

*Constructive comments are certainly welcome.*

*Warning: covers some really taboo areas that might be too much for some people.*

*Edit 1: Chapters*

#Chapter 1

Losing his job had been the final straw. It wasn’t his fault. He was good at his job and earned a respectable income. But business had slowed and the company was downsizing. He felt sure he’d find work reasonably quickly. He was well-qualified, experienced and personable. But things weren’t what they used to be. People were living longer, thanks to modern medical advances, aging slower. That meant more people of a working age, but less available jobs due to the progressing automation of everything. And so, after nearly six months, he still found himself out of work and the family savings starting to run dry.

 

[Fantasy Incest, M/S] The story of an ancient noble family.

In this story there are 4 main characters Clarissa, Marcellus, Arelia and Calliope.

The Marcelli were a prominent Patrician family in Rome, tracing their Lineage to the first Kings of Rome. Marcellus, the leader of the family and a somewhat prominent politician of the time had died when his son, Marcullus the younger was only 4, and his daughter, Arelia, was only 3. The mother of Marcellus and Arelia was Clarissa. Clarissa was also from an old patrician family but one that had severely weakened since the reign of Octavian. Clarissa married Marcellus when she was only 14 in a desperate bid of her father’s to begin forging alliances with other powerful families. Clarissa and her sister were both very beautiful, they both had ginger hair and good figures. Clarissa was the oldest by 3 years and the more beautiful of the two, she was tall for a woman at that time at 5’4 with very fair skin and beautiful eyes (For a better visual think of Polly Walker in the show Rome, but imagine her with fairer skin and bright blue eyes. Clarissa is a more beautiful version of her with more youthfullness and larger breasts, whereas Calliope is on par with the character but just a little taller.) she also had a large bossom that was upright and high on her chest, her sister Calliope looked similar but was shorter with less of a curvy figure and her eyes weren’t as electric as her sister’s.

Venice Vacation [mfff][mf][exhibition]

Venice Vacation
I was in the bathroom in a hotel along the Grand Canal in Venice. I was masturbating in front of the sink¸ as I do most mornings. This location, as I soon learned was in direct view of the bathroom of the hotel room that shared the airshaft adjoining our bathroom windows. As I applied a liberal amount of lotion I pumped and stroked my hard on. Using both hands in opposite swirling motion. I tugged my balls and fingered my ass as I griped my shaft with two fingers, sliding from my sac to the wrinkle of my purple head. My skin drawn tight from the grip on my balls, one stroke, two strokes, EEEruption! I squirt my hot semen up onto the bathroom mirror, and heard a gasp and giggle.
I looked to the noise and saw three smiling faces crowed in their window. I instantly thought I wasn’t the first person to be spied upon here. I returned the smile and looked directly at them for a moment, grabbed a towel to wrap around me and walked to their door.
There I met Keiko, Mizu, and Li, all three sharing the expense of the hotel room while they are on holiday from Japan. All three in the stages and attire of the bed to bath transition. Li was topless and in low cut panties, she had lovely b cups with tiny golden nipples, Mizu was in a well-worn men’s button down shirt, with obviously nothing else as I could see a tuft of pubic hair through the front. Keiko had ample breasts, and ass, shown off wonderfully by here tight tank and short shorts.
After introductions, they offered to return the viewing pleasure, much to my enjoyment, Keiko removed all of her clothes, and Li opened Mizu’s shirt, teasing her nipples in doing so. I dropped my towel and fell on the double bed between Li and Mizu. Keiko began running her hands up and down my thighs, coming very close to my balls, and penis. I kissed Li and Mizu’s nipples together in between my lips, as they kissed each other. Mizu laid back, exposing her clit beneath wonderful black flame of hair to both Li and myself.
We licked up Mizu’s thigh and our tongues met atop of her clit. We both ran our tongues together pressing her clit and labia between us. Li probed a finger in and upward, and Mizu was instantly convulsing in orgasm. She furiously ground her clit into my mouth as Li wiggled her finger in exactly the right spot. Creamy bubbles dripped from Li’s finger as she with drew it, and I licked her finger clean.
All this while Keiko had engulfed my cock and brought it back to full pre-cum dripping attention. She expertly throttled my shaft, keeping me close to orgasm forever but not letting it out. Her action was drawing all of my attention, which opened Mizu up for Li to feast upon.
My face ended up below Li’s delicate nipples, as she tongued Mizu, where I greedily sucked on them sending shivers through her lithe body. Keiko sucked both of my balls into her hot little mouth and jack hammered my shaft with both hands. I turned my face and was looking at the full moon of Mizu’s pert ass, where I licked and nibbled each tender cheek. Li had rotated herself to 69 with Mizu and Keiko did the same to me.
Keiko’s delicious pussy was dripping wet and grinding into my mouth. Like lighting Keiko started cumming, she then shot her finger to her clit, spun around and mounted my rigid pole. She clutched her breasts and nipples and ground down on my cock, working it deep inside her tight vagina, prolonging her thunderous orgasm.
Her activity brought the attention of the other two. They flanked her, caressing her body, pinching her nipples, and squeezing her ass and thighs, drawing out more orgasmic energy from Keiko. Her wild gyrations and convulsions felt incredible. I pulled my cock from her tight vaginal grip, and shot a ribbon of semen out across her belly. Which Li and Mizu rubbed in to Keiko’s soft skin.
A couple of minutes later Li and Mizu were in the bath, and Keiko and I lay together, stuck together from our juices. She kept looking up at me and then away, she kissed me and repeatedly said, “Domo”, then she wrapped her body entirely around me and squeezed. We lay like this for what seemed to be all day. After delicious Italian dinner and bottle of wine, Keiko stayed their last night with me…
 
After a glorious day of wandering through the calles of San Marco and Academia, and a delicious dinner along a quaint canal we returned to the hotel.  As I asked the concierge for the room key, he and I were both distracted as you sat on the steps and removed your new Italian sandals, exposing your sweet thighs and fanning yourself in the humid summer air.  With a less than discrete cough I regained the concierge’s attention and retrieved the key, as you ran off up the stairs.
 
As I chased you up the stairs I was met with your sandals in the hallway, naturally I picked them up, and continued my pursuit.  Around the corner, your wrap, it held the scent of your tantalizing perfume.  At this point I calculated that you had only three more garments, and at this rate you would be naked just before getting to the room on the third floor.  As I expected/hoped at the foot of the next staircase was your dress.  I don’t imagine anyone would be surprised to see a woman running through the halls in her lingerie, they’d enjoy it, but not be surprised, this is Italy after all.   At the foot of the next flight of steps was your lacy thong, I expected it would have been your bra, but I enjoyed the fragrance imparted upon the cotton liner nonetheless.  Alas there was your matching demi-cup brassiere at the top of the stair. 
 
Down the hall you stood before our door, naked, holding yourself, giving me teasing little flashes of your erect nipples and pubis.  I took my time sauntering down the hall enjoying your tease.  Then it finally dawned on me I need to get naked too!  I untucked and unbuttoned my shirt, undid my belt and kicked my loafers down the hall, landing near your feet.  Holding all of your garments in one hand I stopped unzipped my trousers and let them fall to the floor, taking my boxers with them.  I stepped out of them, picked them up and continued towards your tempting body, my erection targeted right at you.
 
I pin you at the door your back pressed up against the cool wood, my hot body pressed up against you, my turgid shaft protruding into your abdomen.  I dropped everything and held your face as I deeply kiss you, our lips melting together.  Our hands race all over each other’s bodies, pulling each other closer, squeezing, caressing. 
 
We hear a some one in the room across the hall and I swiftly bend down to pick up our room key, but I am deviously distracted by your fingers and the way they are spreading your lips to expose your hot swollen clit.  I had to taste.  I brought my tongue to your thigh, and traced it to the crease and down to your fingertip.  I licked the flavor off your fingers then went for the source.  My tongue darting between your moist lips, and then plunging into your juicy vagina. 
 
Just as I was getting into it we hear the handle and latch on the door across the hall click, I began to pull away, but you held my head in place.  The door opens and then I hear an enthusiastic, “Yavol!” followed by a scolding, “Nine, Nine, Nine!”   I couldn’t look because of your grip, but I knew it was the older German couple I saw in the lobby earlier today.  I heard the wife hitting her husband pushing him down the hall still muttering, “Nine, Nine, Nine”
 
As they turned the corner you burst out laughing and loosened your grip on my head.  I snatched up the key and swiftly ushered you in the opening door by your ass, as you began to lead me by my stiff member. I tackle you on the ancient iron bed, and our impact making a great squeaky noise that echoed off the building opposite our open balcony doors.
 
As I cleared the bed of shopping bags from the day, I came across a thin bag that had four Italian silk ties, I thought to my self, “Perfect”.  I kept the bag near by and returned to my favorite spot, right between your thighs. While you laid back and enjoyed my tongue swirling across your clit, I prepared the ties to restrain you with slipknots.
 
 I kiss my way around your wet lips and then along your thigh.  You go along, raising your leg to making your tender flesh more accessible.  I continue kissing and nibbling down to the nape of your knee, where I tongue you firmly.   I nibble your calf, down your Achilles tendon, kissing the top of your foot, and tickling your toes with my tongue. You conveniently raise your other foot so that it may receive the same attention.
 
I take this as the opportunity to capture your ankles.  I softly slip the ties around your ankles, tighten them quickly and then fasten the free ends to the bed corners, before you realize what I have done. I climb on top of you and lasso your wrists despite your physical protest. I get your right arm secured to the bed frame, and you break your left arm free and give a mighty buck with your hips throwing me to the floor. 
 
After we regain our breath from laughing, I go silent and gaze hypnotically into your beautiful eyes. You offer your silk tie clad wrist to me, and I secure it so that you are now spread to the four corners of the bed.  I kiss you softly on the forehead, the tip of your nose, your wonderful lips.  Kissing you deeply and caressing your sweet breasts, I slowly work my mouth down your neck, tonguing firmly like on the nape of your knee.  Sliding my hands all over your naked body. Cupping your breasts, rolling your nipples in my fingertips. Squeezing your ass. I suck and tease your nipples, getting them wet and blowing lightly upon them, making them very cool.
 
I kiss your navel and soft abdomen seeking your heat with my face.  I return to your lovely vagina.  I hover above your parted, glistening, lips, look at your face of anticipation.  Then I swiftly descend upon your clitoris the way a vampire would a pulsing vein.  My tongue whirling in a vibrant flutter across your sensitive clit, producing erotic moans and coos out of your mouth.  I suck your clit up into my mouth and work my tongue tip delicately against your swollen nub.  Your moans and coos turn to squeaks and squeals as your body begins to shudder in orgasm. 
 
You flail helplessly against your restraints, as your body writhes with orgasmic rapture.  I grip your ass cheeks firmly to hold you still so that I can keep my tongue working on your clit.  I delve my tongue in side your vagina to keep your clit well lubed as I press my tongue firmly against your button, like I had to your neck.  My efforts prolong your orgasm for so minutes, I can’t tell if it is a series of many or one enduring climax.  Your body floundering like a fish with waves of orgasmic energy.
 
Not until after you screamed, “Stop!” its sound echoing outside, did I relent from loving your vagina with my mouth.  Your body collapsed on the bed, as you lay there gasping for breaths between aftershocks.  I release you from your leg restraints and you curl your legs up.  I release your arms and you lovingly wrap them around me squeezing very tight, pulling our bodies into one.  Showering me with kisses and rolling me onto my back you deceptively capture my right wrist.  I mock resistance to you restraining my left wrist and ankles.  Now our positions are reversed.
 
I lay naked with my erection leaning like the Tower of Pisa, my arms and legs stretched out to the corners of the bed.  You kiss your way down to my nipples, nibbling on them and running your fingertips all over my body.  Dragging your stiff nipples along my body, down to my dripping tip.  Your warm tongue replaces your nipples, tracing down my shaft, licking around my base and under my balls.  I moan in pleasure as you suck my sac into your mouth. 
 
You sloppily lick back up my shaft and engulf my helmet, your hand encircling my cock applying pressure and sliding it around, lubricated by your saliva and my pre-cum.   You continue to stroke and suck, moving your whole body in unison.  As I start to raise my hips to meet your receding lips you pull away your face, and firmly grip my cock around the base and give me a scolding look. 
 
A knock at the door, it is your girlfriends you are traveling with, you tiptoe to the door and crack it open.  I can only make out that they need you to go to the front desk.  You grab a robe and actually leave me there, with the door un-latched!  I am stuck splayed out on this ancient iron bed beneath an intricate Venetian chandelier, I had time to notice a lot about the room.  I hear footsteps in the hall, but it is the German couple again, unmistakably.  Then I heard the familiar, “Nine, Nine, Nine”, that means you must be coming down the hall.
 
You slip thought the door and drop your robe.  You step over to the bedside and are briefly disappointed at my now only chubby penis, but quickly go into action to revive my erection.  You drag your nails along my balls and penis; the tingling sensation is stimulating the blood flow.  I stiffen more and more with each pulse of my heartbeat.  You flick your tongue across my head and up and down my rod.
 
Now that you have resurrected my tool, you straddle my hips, and grind down on my cock.  You slide up and down dragging your clit along my length, almost letting my head enter your velvety wet lips.  Then you catch my head between your lips raising it perpendicular to me hovering above it, with a swift motion you impale yourself upon my turgid shaft.  The feeling is hot, wet, incredible.  My body melts into yours, we feel as one while you grind down on me, inching more of my stiff rod into your hot tight pussy. 
 
You lean forward and dangle your nipples against my chest, dragging them round in circles.  Your hips gyrating back and forth, sliding your juicy vagina up and down my thick cock.  You rise up and arch your back so that your headed to the foot of the bed, as your hips roll back you pull my turgid penis up hard against your G spot.  Immediately your convulse in rapturous orgasm, arching further back and slamming your hips into me as you groan in pleasure.
 
You curl up back to be face to face with me and you kiss my chest, neck face, then you abruptly stop, look me in the eye and proceed to clench your vaginal muscles around my tingling hard on.  You smoothly, with long slow motion, slide down my pole, while clenching very hard.  When I am in to the hilt you release your pressure, tighten again and pull up off me in the same slow long stroke.  Four cycles of your skillful muscle control has me bucking and screaming as I erupt hot cum deep inside of you.  My explosion deep inside with your concentration on muscle control brings on another earthshaking orgasm rippling throughout your body.  You collapse on top of me, we both exhausted after such a wonderful session.
 
After a while you come to your senses, which seemed like a blissful eternity, and remember my helpless situation.  You carefully slip off my softening penis, holding all my cum in.  You straddle my face and tell me that, “You cannot touch my clit.”
You then grind your sloppy pussy against my mouth, my cum mixed with your nectar drooling and bubbling out onto my probing tongue.  We taste wonderful together.  I lap at your lips and opening, regaining my erection from how sexy your creampie is.  You rotate around and sixty-nine with me sucking and stroking my tender hard on as you squeeze out all of our love juice into my mouth.  You raise your hips and climb down to face me as you suck my cock.  Your sweet eyes tear up as you try to deep throat my cock, but your efforts are quickly rewarded as my balls tighten up and pump spurts of my slick cum into your mouth.  I groan and sigh with pleasure as I let my body totally go limp.
 
You undo my ankles and my wrists, and then lay down next to me.  We kiss deeply sharing each other’s flavors; wrapped in one another’s arms we drift off to sleep in the warmth of our passion and this Venetian summer night.

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