Lyla’s World [MMF][Interracial][Dom]

An alert on Lyla’s phone went off, then she handed the camera to Muffy and said, “Always keep me in the frame. Do a good job,” and walked to the door. She pressed a button on the panel that made a loud buzzing noise, then unhooked the chain on the door. She then rushed over, tits bouncing, to the couch and grabbed a silk robe she had previously laid out and slid it on to cover up before taking a seat on the couch. A moment later there was a knock on the door. Lyla sexily walked over and opened it for two large black men who confidently strode in. The men were in their mid-20s and very muscular with noticeable tattoos on their arms and neck. They were dressed very urban stylish and appeared to have money as their clothes were evidently very expensive. They were inexpensive compared to the suits that Sean normally wore, but, then again, at the moment, Sean was Muffy and Muffy was only wearing a metal restraint on his penis and a woman’s burlesque mask.

“The fuck is this shit?” One of the men asked upon seeing the overweight, nearly naked man with his dick locked in a cock cage.

Morning Shower [M/F]

The sound of the shower running wakes me up. I push the blanket off of me and get up, stretching my arms high in air, shaking off any lingering stiffness in my body. I turn my attention to the bathroom door, left ajar. I make my way inside to find steam rising from behind the shower curtain, and your towel hanging from the towel rack. I smile at the devilish idea forming in my head. I grab the shower curtain and pull it to the side, revealing you in all your glory. Slightly startled, your look of surprise quickly melts into a smile of relief. “You scared me there, dummy,” You tell me as you rub shampoo into your hair.

“I’m so sorry,” I half-heartedly apologize, “Is there any way I can make it up to you?”

“I’m sure I can think of something,” you answer coyly, running your hand down my arm. I take your touch as an invitation to enter the shower. The hot water hitting my body draws a sharp breath from my lungs as my body adjusts to the temperature. I hold my head under the running water to wet my hair, and in doing so our bodies touch. The feeling of your slippery skin rubbing against mine sends a pleasant sensation throughout my body, and in response I feel my heart rate quicken.

Showing off (Mdoms) (Fsub) (bondage) (spanking) (anal) (4people)

I knelt patiently on the floor as I awaited my master‘s friend’s arrival. I kept my head bowed, not daring to look up even though I could hear his footsteps moving around me, likely setting up drinks. I felt him move behind me before putting my play collar and leash on me. I had been ordered to wear my lacy black lingerie, a set I knew wasn’t my masters favorite, but it was the one that made me feel the most confident. I sat there for what felt like forever, anxiously awaiting what might happen tonight. I was excited to show off, both my slutiness and how much of a whore I could be but also how good I was for my master and what a good slave he had.

I heard a knock on the door and heard my master greet his friends. I heard two new sets of footsteps enter the room before they all sat down in various places around the room. They all sat around and caught up, just talking about their lives and things going on in them. I kept my head down and remained knelt on the ground, I knew I was not to speak until spoken to, nor was I allowed to move from my submissive position until I was directly told.

Why I loved my ex. [anal, a2m]

What can I say about my ex? She was pretty worthless. Perpetual sub parr student. Always working some shit retail job. A real consistent under achiever. I paid for everything. Sure, she had jobs and made a little money. Minimum wage doesn’t really pay for shit. I tried to push her to try harder, to get a better job. But I never pushed hard. It’s not really until we weren’t a thing anymore that I realized why. After I had enough self reflection.

See, the thing about Kathy, is that she was super insecure. She knew she didn’t have anything to offer. And she could never shake the feeling. That she owed me more. That she couldn’t match what she was given. In every way. She couldn’t treat for dinner. Fuck, she couldn’t even cook dinner. She couldn’t give me more thoughtful gifts than I could give her. Never mind the money even. She was just a shitty gift giver.

I’m sure you see it coming. The sex. She must have been a great lay. But no. Sure, she wasn’t a bad fuck, but far from great. I gave that bitch more orgasms than she’ll ever have in the entire rest of her life. Hell, a good 20 percent of the time she didn’t even get me off.

[FF] Tying up Princess [rope play] [Fdom] [Fsub] [control] [gentle] [fingering] [nipple play]

“Kneel up, baby girl… time to get to work” I pull the rope taut between my hands and gaze at you tenderly as you scramble to your knees, hands on the bed between your thighs.

I cup your face gently for a moment and then kiss your nose. “I’ve got you baby girl. Now… hands clasped together, fingers laced, wrists touching.”

You do as you’re told. You always do, and I smile encouragingly as I slip a loop of rope over your hands and tie a simple cuff. I can see your eyes fixed on the rope, feel the shiver in your arms and I pause, one hand squeezing yours gently.

“I trust you” you whisper and I press my forehead against yours for a moment.

“Good girl.”

I drag the tails of the rope down and watch your face as I pass it between your legs. My eyes meet yours as I carefully separate the tails and draw them back around the front of your thighs.

“Let your hands rest sweet girl… I want you to be able to touch yourself.”

My Wife’s Hot Younger Sister [M/F]

My wife Julia has been fairly estranged from her Mom for large parts of her life. They’ve always just rubbed one another the wrong way and have found it best to keep a safe distance between them. Still, a few times a year we’ll make the trek out to see her Mom and Julia’s half-sister, Autumn.

Last August, Julia and I begrudgingly opted to make the hour-long drive to attend her Mom’s 50th birthday party. We weren’t jazzed about it, but felt we should get in our time now and maybe skip Thanksgiving there in a few months.

It was sticky hot that day. Julia’s mother Anne lived in a cookie-cutter neighborhood just on the city side of the boonies. It was simultaneously nice and trashy. Regardless, she had an in-ground pool which was heavily occupied with party goers due to the late summer mugginess. After Julia and I grabbed a few beers, we made our way to the edge of the pool. That’s when Autumn emerged from the water, lighting up at our arrival.

Watch out for the quiet ones: Part II

Lovemaking with him was, in a word, intense.

I felt his cock- perfectly sized, rock hard, pushing into me, my pussy gripping tight around him as I gasped into his ear, his strong frame on me, grinding me into the mattress.

It wasn’t fucking. There’s nothing wrong with fucking, but the slow, incredibly deep, rotating thrusts inside me were not the usual hard pumping of a young horny man fucking a new lover. No- they were rhythmic ecstasy, nearly cinematic in how they made me feel, hitting weak spot after weak spot.

There was no stopping the heights of bliss I reached. Over, and over, screaming his name as he held me, kissed me, lost himself inside me. I needed to warn him

*Please, I’ll squirt if you keep going. Please…*

So of course he went faster, deeper, harder. But never straying away from the tenderness, the care, the control. Never fucking me like a desperate boy, just taking me like a man

Full control. Certainty. Safety. Ownership.

Until we both climaxed, collapsing into one another, a human shaped pile of heavy sighs, shaking legs, and happy hearts.

Watch out for the quiet ones: Part I [Mdom] [fsub] [Soft Dom] [No sex]

Our first date had been sweet, wholesome, and completely timid. A nice, welcome change to what I’d come across in the recent past.

I’d expected the second to be the same. My attempts at flirting during our messages hadn’t gone too well, and I was forming the impression that he was a little shy and perhaps not very sexually driven.

So it was easy to invite him over for the second date. I expected a kiss, a hug, maybe a cheeky booty grab.

And that happened. Then his fingers slipped into my pants, and were soon under the thin white lace of my thong. I hadn’t been expecting him to make a move but I was glad he did, though I thought I was just about to experience foreplay before the real thing- enough teasing to break the ice but nothing too special. Maybe some fumbling- awkward and hesitant but not uncomfortable.

But that wasn’t right. As his fingers started to tease and touch, I felt myself gasping. He stroked each lip gently, and I felt the wetness pooling between my legs
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And when they finally started to rub my clit, it wasn’t long before I realised he was going to make me cum; and cum hard. I was a little in disbelief- nobody had ever made me cum with just rubbing. I could barely cum from oral.

My Housekeeper knows I have a Big Cock. (MF)

This quarantine, I have been stuck at home with not many options. I couldn’t go out with my friends or get laid on dates. I’m sure the situation sucks for a lot of people. I am in a constant state of horniness as a result. The only person I see on a daily basis is my housekeeper.

Lately, I’ve been getting aroused by her presence. She was not bad looking. She was a petite brown lady and her ass was her best feature. It was HUGE. A few days ago, I had quite an embarrassing “incident”.

I always go to sleep in my underwear. When I got up that morning, I came downstairs to a suprise. She never came this early to work. My housekeeper ( let’s call her Camille) was on all fours, scrubbing away at the floor. Her big ass was curved up and swayed a bit from the motion. My dick instantly got hard from the sight.

I hoped Camille wouldn’t notice the unusually big bulge in my boxer briefs. But it was hard not to.

I have had girls look at my MASSIVE cock in awe before. Tinder dates. Ex- girlfriends. Random hookups. You name it. Almost all them have been shocked by what I packed underneath.

First time sex

I first saw her in class. She sat beside me, and was fairly attractive, with long, dark hair and lovely blue eyes. As time passed we became good friends, and started spending more time with each other. I never thought of her as anything more than a friend, though, and I assumed that she felt the same.

That was, until my friends started teasing me. “You want to fuck her, don’t you?” They said, laughing as they watched me stare at her. I laughed it off with them, but since that day my thoughts changed. No longer was she a friend, she was a potential partner – and I did Alli could to make it so.

I started with small things. Asking her about her romantic interests, I tried to see whether she liked me back, but everytime she simply giggled and ignored the question.

Getting frustrated, I tried escalating my methods. Once, I even flat out asked whether she would kiss me if she was dared to, but she seemed uneasy so I backed off. In the days after that I thought of her more than ever, getting an erection every time I saw her and masturbating to photos if us together. It was five days after the incident that I decided to do it – either she would have sex with me, or I would cut ties with her.