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One night with Tonya and Angie (MF MFF)

Just found this sub, and figured I’d could share a few of my experiences. A little background, I’m 45 married with kids, blah, blah, blah. I know I am a good-looking man, and while I’m hung a little better than average, I’m definitely not porn star hung, or Hollywood hansom either. I’m 5’7” (170 cm) and stocky. In my prime, I was 160 – 170 lb (72 – 77 kg), not fat – muscular, I’ve got brown hair and hazel eyes. While I never had any “grade A” prom queen types, I enjoyed more than my fair share of “B & C” girls and women, and I freely admit to more than a few “D-grading” nights as well. Enough of me, let’s get to the good stuff…

Monterey, California, 1991. I was in the ARMY stationed at Ft. Ord. I was dating a local girl of mixed heritage, Mexican and Euro-American. (I hate saying Caucasian, it’s insulting!) I’ll call her Angie. She was about 19 at the time and had a great hard-body with firm b-cups topped with dark silver dollar sized areolas and nipples like pencil erasers. But what drew me the most to her was her perfect heart shaped ass that you could bounce a quarter off. But she wasn’t the greatest looking, and was a bit too teeny-boppery for me, but when you’re stationed on an infantry base its not like there’s a plethora of girls around. Read more »

Long Ride Home [mfm]

A long night of partying with our friends, we're catching the late night sub back to our flat. Its unfortunately long, but we're the only ones in our car. I'm wearing your oversized leather jacket, and it seems to hide my short skirt and small shirt very easily. You sit down first and then pull me in the seat between you and the wall, but also halfway in your lap. Instinctively I curl up into you you, laying my head on your shoulder.

Your hand rubs my thigh working its way up my leg. I try to close my legs, but you push your hand up my skirt. I gasp softly as your thumb brushes over my pussy. The thong I wore is no defense against your touch. You tease me with soft grazes and close touches until I'm panting. The other hand pinches a nipple through my shirt. My moan echos in the large car.

"Be quiet princess, I don't want anyone hearing you." Read more »

NOT Celibate

So, I haven't written in a while and, holy crackers, it's been a whirlwind four months! Big, BIG, changes in my life.

This man, such a handsome man, sent me a message on Plenty of Fish. He wanted to meet and go for a walk. In my quest for a connection with a smart, cute man, I've come across a few possiblities. But this guy… there was something about him.

We walked and talked and basically really enjoyed getting to know each other. I felt the heat right away. His confidence and build was magnetic.

Now, I should tell you that he's quite a bit younger than I am, but you would not be able to tell just by looking at us. And his air of authority makes me feel that he is older than I am!

During our first meeting, he explained to me that he wasn't looking for the typical dating relationship. In fact, he explained that he'd be dating other people. What he wanted from me was "pure fucking." (!!!)

He said that he found me very physically attractive – everything about me – and had been looking for someone like me to use whenever he wanted. Read more »

Okay. I lied. I stayed up all night and wrote another one.

During our vacation in India me my wife and her older sister roomed in a tiny hotel. I had the top bunk while the two girl had the lower bunk so that they could easily talk to each other from across the tiny room. Being at the bottom also gave them freedom to change while I was asleep. Making sure that I was sound asleep before undressing for bed.

On one particular night after strolling through an eerie tourist spot I decided to rush back to the room before them and hide behind the older sister's bunk since there was a space between it and the wall. I waited there to scare them.

Her name was Diana and she and my wife were amazingly beautiful. They both had amazing asses, very supple and plump. Diana admittedly had a much sweeter and softer kissable pair of lips. She would press them together when she thought and it looked rather adorable. She would be rather flirty at times and my wife would get a little jealous. Read more »

Celibate

So, I haven't written in a while and, holy crackers, has it been a whirlwind four months! Not so much whilrling in a traveling-lots-of-places-way but more of a radical-changes-in-my-life way.

It began when I answered an ad on craigslist for a housekeeper. Of course, I need the money, but I also just need to stay busy. When I called the number listed, the man who answered seemed pleasant enough and suggested we meet at Starbucks (a public place – thank you for being concerned about making me feel safe) to go over the details of the job.

I walked into the coffee shop and looked around for a red-haired man (!!) with a beard. I smiled when I saw the only ginger in the place because he was also really cute! Read more »

Something I wrote. Let me know what you guys think.

I work as a tile repair man for a company called Slick Tiles. It's a small company with very few workers. And boy am I happy to be working here! All of the hard work paid off today!

I had to take over a shift for a sick worker. Granted I did not want to, but I had to because no one else was available at the time. I jumped in my work vehicle and drove down to the apartment. On my way I called the client.

"Hi! This is Wayne with Slick Tiles I was wondering if you were ready for us now?" I said over the phone.

"Oh sure just pull up to the apartment. I will be waiting outside." She said with a rushed tone.

30 minutes later I pull in to the drive way and drove around slowly in the parking structure unsure where to park. I finally stopped under some shade and called her back.

"Hey, it's Wayne with Slick Tiles again. I am here but where should I leave my car?"

"Oh sorry! I am still getting dressed. I will be outside soon to point you in the right direction." She said with a slight giggle. Read more »

Very new to writing. Please critique my first trial.

She came back into the bedroom, wearing his robe. She always wore his robe. Surely, after over 2 years together, you’d think he would let her call it their robe. But there was no fun in that. He always was stubborn, yet just playfully enough to not make it too much of a bother. Her hair left little drips across the floor as she walked, having not tied it up in a towel after her shower. More important things were on her mind this Sunday morning. He was still sleeping when she got back to the bed. Slowly, as to not wake him, she lifted up the sheet to get a better look at him. Always an attractive sleeper, ever since they’d met. She leant down to kiss him, slowly and softly touching her lips against his cock. She’d never woken him up like this before. The thought of him stiffening in her mouth excited her. No stirring from him, even as she started to lick up and down his shaft. How would he respond? She was still new to being the initiator. Her lips met the top of his cock, then, she could feel it. Getting harder, wanting her to go for more. She coyly smiled as she slid him into her mouth, feeling him grow harder and bigger with every caress of her tongue. Distracted, she started rubbing his thighs with her hand, which woke him sooner than she had hoped. He groggily rolled onto his back and put a hand on her head, still unsure if dreaming or not. She felt his hand run down her soft wet hair as he slowly pushed it aside to get a better look of her face. It wasn’t a dream at all, he must now know. His hand ran down the side of her face, as she sucked harder. No words were needed. She could hear him let out a moan as she took him deeper inside her. But, he wasn’t ready to finish so easily. In one fluid motion, he pulled from her arms up to kiss her, their lips fiercely locking as his arms wrapped around her, firmly holding her wet against him. She started to shrug off the shoulder of her robe so she could feel his hands against her bare back. He greedily took the bait, his hands moving to her shoulders as he slid the robe down them, exposing her perky breasts. He kissed down her neck to her collarbones as she ran her hands through his messy hair. She could feel his hard cock pressing up against her, feeling it inching towards her, getting closer and closer to her wetness. He kissed her lower now, down to her breasts, holding one loosely in his hand as he kissed around the nipple of her other. He was taking his time, and it was appreciated. He knew just what to do to tease her until she was practically begging to be fucked. Her nipples started to stiffen as his grip firmed, massaging her boob as his tongue flicked across her now hard nipple. She encouragingly gripped his cock and gently rubbed it up against her lower lips, letting him feel how wet she was getting, as he started to nibble and suck on her nipple, squeezing her breasts hard now. His cock fit so rightly in her hand, as if it were meant to be there at that moment, and he grinded into her to get her to stroke him faster. (work in progress)

Safeword

My pet has been asleep for quite some time now. Well, my girlfriend, I mean. You see, we’re into pet-play. She is my pet and I am her owner. It’s not a sexual thing, it’s more or less just something we have a strange affinity for. I take her for walks, and she must always hold my hand, as if she were on a leash. She even has a collar that we picked out together and she must always wear it unless I remove it. I bathe her and brush her hair, I clip her nails and dress her in whatever outfit she chooses to wear. We don’t do things exactly as a human would to their dog/cat, but we do act in similar ways. For instance, I don’t hit her when she is bad or makes a mistake, EVER. I don’t tell her when she is allowed to eat or go to the bathroom. I NEVER lock her away when I leave the house. If anything, I pamper her as if she was a purse pooch. When we get intimate, it has nothing to do with our pet-play. We are both a little sadistic/masochistic and on our role play nights, we do slave and master play. My girl loves the feeling of my nails digging into her sides when we have sex. She loves when I force her into whatever position I feel like putting her in. She gets really excited when I put my hand around her neck especially. That’s kind of the reason she keeps the collar on all day, but tonight, things got a little interesting. Read more »

Babysitting for the Jones’ [fmf]

Cleaning up after myself downstairs, then checking on the kids upstairs. I didn't hear you enter the house. The carpet cushioned your foot steps. As I exited the bathroom I jumped, surprised by your presence. My heart slammed in my chest as I tried to calm down. You chuckled, your laugh thick and warm. It made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I blushed softly. Although you were almost twice my age, I found you very attractive. The mature, musk, and slightly rough look you had made me feel warm in side.

I've found myself wet the nights you drop me off at home. Pretty sure that you would smell me from under my short skirt. I made sure to wear whenever I came over. Definitely sure you peaked at my ass when I got out. Did you think I couldn't see the proof in your pants? Read more »

My girlfriend loves when we read erotica involving being used as a sex toy for someone else’s pleasure but we are having trouble finding stories like that.

The title briefly describes what my girlfriend fantasizes about and we're posing this question to mainly help us in finding erotica that aligns with this fantasy. We enjoy reading erotica together as a form of foreplay but have trouble finding stories where the focus is on being sexually used but also avoiding any humiliation or non-consensual sex.

For example, she loves sex stories involving monsters like this one. This story is great because it focuses on these women being dominated by these lustful creatures and ultimately enjoying the experience. The problem appears when we use the term "dominance" or BDSM when searching for sex stories because doing so usually results in stories where some of the participants are subjected to pain and/or humiliation and are not willing participants.

In short: How can we better find stories that focus on dominance and being used as a sex toy but avoid stories where some of the participants are humiliated or subjected to pain.