Birthday Theater

For Nora’s birthday, her boyfriend decided to take her somewhere special. They had been exploring a lot of sexual adventures for quite some time; at first it was just involving whips and ropes, but Nora had always wanted to suck as many cocks as she could in one night.

So for her birthday, Dale promised that he would take her to an adult theater.

She was nervous, of course; she had never been to one. She didn’t know what the environment would be like. But Dale helped her out, picking out her outfit. He had given her a black lacy bra to wear and a black thong, with garters worn under said panties to hold up her thighhighs and vermillion heels, and lastly, a pair of dark sunglasses and a longcoat to hide her outfit. The last bit was the lipstick she wore; bright cherry red.

Once they arrived by cab, Dale held onto her hand as they went in through the sex toy shop that acted as a front for the theater before heading inside. Down two flights of stairs, to where they were no longer surrounded by a bright, colorful atmosphere, but a dark environment of concrete, with red plush chairs to make it a little more comfortable.

The Orgy Planner [MF][swing][voy]

Night fell fast on the second day of the Miami Key Club. The party I’m hosting in this rented mansion is a four day sexual retreat organized by the sex party website that employs me. So far, everything was running smoothly. Tomorrow night is the key party followed by our grand finale, a Roman orgy. With this being my first time hosting such an event, I had a lot on my plate, but for now, I was busy herding the last two of our thirty guests into the pool house where our dungeon master, Don, had set up the sex swing. Earlier that day, as we turned the pool house into a dungeon, I had inspected his assembly work, shaking the wooden frame to make sure it was sturdy. The black leather hammock sex swing, suspended four feet off the air, swayed in its frame by thick iron chain that jingled like a playground swing. I hope the guests like it.

Strange Love: Johnathan & Valentina [MF][light bondage][LOVE]

I return to my husband after a six month separation and his solution to saving our marriage is to take me on a Caribbean holiday. And then, when things don’t go his way, he handcuffs me to him as I sleep. The look on the staff’s face was priceless as we opened the door, handcuffed to each other to receive our breakfast tray. I was quiet at the breakfast table set up on our private balcony overlooking the sea as Johnathan read the news on his tablet. He finally put it down to look at me.

“I’m sorry about last night,” he said. “You’re frustrating the hell out of me. I don’t know what you want.”

“A divorce.”

“Not going to happen. Bad for business.”

I rolled my eyes until they settled on wave runners zooming by in the choppy sea. I looked down at the handcuffs and yanked his wrist. He yanked it back.

I asked, “How long are we going to stay handcuffed to each other?”

“As long as it takes.”

I sipped my coffee, nibbled on toast and relaxed in my chair letting the warm sun ease away my tension.

Lechomancer Curses 8: Submission [femdom][lesbian][toys][oral]

Ashlynn was almost leering at Amber. “Ready?” Ashlynn was waiting by the door in a short trench coat, her legs bare despite the fact that it was November. She looked like a flasher, and Amber wouldn’t have been surprised if her roommate was naked underneath.

“No,” Amber sulked, her hands in the pockets of her jeans.

“Is that what you’re wearing?” Ashlynn asked.

Amber had on peach button up shirt on over her jeans, just normal clothes for a normal day. She wasn’t going to give Lisa the satisfaction. She shrugged, and grabbed her coat. She stepped out of their dorm and headed down the stairs.

It was a few blocks walk to Lisa’s, and Amber was in step behind Ashlynn, who seemed to thrive on the attention every man they passed lavished her with. Not only was the coat so short it barely covered the curve of her ass, Ashlynn had also buttoned it so that her cleavage blossomed out the front. Amber could see the goosebumps all over Ashlynn’s exposed skin. Ashlynn showed no signs of noticing.

I found my sister’s Reddit account pt 1 [FF] [inc] [mast]

So, I found my sister’s Reddit account a couple of weeks ago. I was just browsing Reddit, when I saw a post in /r/pics that was clearly taken at my house. It freaked me out when I first saw it. I clicked on the submitter’s posting history to figure out what was up. I knew it was my sister, because in previous posts they said they were in band (which my sister does) and studying the same thing my sister studies.

I was a little curious, and wanted to go through more of her history. You see Rori (I guess there’s no harm telling you her name, since you can’t go and find her posts just from that) was always kind of a goodie two-shoes; she did well in school and never went out partying or anything. She wasn’t really a “popular girl”, but had a lot of friends that my parents all approved of (unlike I, who tends to hang with more of a counter-culture crowd). She was always my parents’ favorite. Just because I’m the younger sister, they never believed us whenever we had a disagreement as kids. And she never seemed to get in trouble. She never seemed to want much to do with me either. Ever since I was a kid, I had kind of wanted some way to sort of show her up and embarrass her; show that she wasn’t the perfect little princess that my parents thought she was.

Dirty Dishes

You wake up, wanting me and reach across the bed. We had an amazing night and you don’t want it to stop there. Your hand only touches sheets and you look up to see what time it is. It’s two hours before you have to get ready for work and as you look around I am no where in the room. You slide out of bed and pull on a pair of boxers before leaving your room. You know sometimes, when I wake up before you, I’ll go somewhere within the house and clean till you wake up.

You close the door and hear water running. You head to the kitchen and find me washing dishes with only one of your black shirts on with my red panties peeking out of the bottom, showing the curve of my ass. I’m humming lightly and my hair is up in a ponytail so that it doesn’t get in my face. I have suds up to my wrists and I’m almost done washing the dishes.

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No Passionate Men on Earth part 3

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Link to Part 2 https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/44zxfr/no_passionate_men_on_earth_part_2/

The upper bunk stayed empty and after Alice’s mind and body calmed, she drifted off to sleep. The night’s events were unexpected and intense and her dreams were the same. Large men using her body over and over again. Mel was there helping them and joining in.

Alice awoke with her hand over her crotch. It was already wet. Melanie was curled up against her, her face buried in Alice’s neck. Moving slowly, she slid out from underneath Mel’s arm and went to the bathroom. She made herself a pot of coffee and sat at the small table they shared.

Melanie woke up about an hour later and headed straight for the coffee pot. “Morning.”

“Good morning” Alice replied. They got dressed in their matching jumpsuits and prepared for the day without saying much of anything. Alice was waiting for Mel to bring up the night’s events but she doesn’t. The day goes by quickly and Alice and Mel are separated for the day’s duties.

No Passionate Men on Earth part 2

Link to Part 1 – https://www.reddit.com/r/sexstories/comments/44u3si/no_passionate_men_on_earth_part_1/
Alice laughed as she peered over the edge of the railing at the street below. Andrew’s prize bottle of liquor smashed on the ground below. “He’s going to be more upset about that than anything that happened tonight” she thought as she walked back inside, closing the sliding door. Still shaking from the intense orgasm, she crawled in to bed in just her robe. It was an hour after she had dozed off when Drew came back. “Ali……Ali….you awake?” She heard him call out but ignored him, opting to stay quiet instead of deal with his garbage.

She awoke with his back pressed against hers. The sunlight coming in the window was blinding her and she got up, racing to the coffee pot. She knew morning sex was out of the question so caffeine was her best bet to wake up and at least appear happy throughout what would certainly be a long day. She opened the bakery box on the table to find a chocolate cake with “Bon Voyage, Ali!” written on it, Drew’s uninspired attempt to do something romantic. She grabbed a fork and was through half of the cake when he woke up.

No Passionate Men in Earth part 1

–In the year 2080, in order to eliminate war and violent crime, new advancements in genetics allowed human aggression to be mostly eliminated. Though wars have stopped and crime is down, a mutation has occurred that overrides the genetic manipulation, giving way to powerful male specimens. Anger and aggression cannot be switched off. Several years of intensive therapy have proved to be worthless.

Human rights activists have banished the death penalty, even for these males and a new solution is created. Off world colonies are developed as institutions maintained completely by the inmates. Colony Alpha X4 is set up to house the most dangerous sexual assault criminals. With no guards, the weakest of the inmates are killed off quickly or used as slaves for the others. No female government personnel has been allowed onsite since inception until now.

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Best Laid Plans

Prologue

It had been nearly a month since Andrea and Chris last had sex. It wasn’t for lack of desire on either part either. Jobs and kids can both really screw with timing. But finally, with a fair amount of planning ahead, the coming weekend looked like it was starting to present opportunity. Both were off work, no pressing errands, and the kids were at Grandma and Grandpa’s for the weekend. Now Chris just had to make it the four days to the weekend.
Chris had been out of town on business twice in that month and between Andrea’s job and feeding the ravenous children and getting them down for bed, little time had been left for each other. They got to talk and kiss daily, but anything more active than a slap on the ass here or there was not in the schedule. Chris hated that their adult time had to be scheduled as he was the more spontaneous of the two, but he understood and accepted the necessity.