Groped, Betrayed, Blackmailed [Blackmail] [Consensual], [NC], [MF]

part 7

They were in no real hurry to get to the beach the next day, thank goodness she thought to herself. She dressed in a modest pair of shorts and a button up shirt to go out for breakfast and shopping in all the cool beach shops. Her husband offered to buy her another swim suit if she found one she liked as much as the one she brought with her. Yeah, right she thought to herself. She had brought others with her too, not intending on wearing the two strips of cloth any more than she had to. While shopping alone she did purchase a more “form fitting” one piece that accentuated her curves more than the others she had. Maybe that would please him…

The morning passed too quickly and soon it was time to hit the beach. She had washed the tiny two piece several times, even though she had not really worn it since Mr. Earl had taken her and Lisa out on the sailboat and having them then remove their tops. Washing did nothing to erase the memories. After struggling to get into it and tugging on it to hide as much of her ass and tits ad she could, she put on a cover up for the walk downstairs to the beach. As they walked she could feel the tiny bottoms riding back up her ass and her tits trying to bust out of the tight top. Oh well, she decided.

MFMF MMF The Hot Springs

A little about me, as background.  My name is Elizabeth, but I go by E.  I was born in a small town in Utah, and was raised a conservative Mormon.  I do mean conservative.  I had dated a few guys, and went so far as making out with a few of those.  My husband was raised similarly, to give you an idea, I was the second girl he had kissed, and the first he had really made out with.  We were married in our late 20s, and had a pretty typical mormon marriage.  The sex was good, once we got through the initial awkwardness.  Our “first time”/ honeymoon sex will need to be another story entirely.  We left the church in 2005, and after a few years started exploring non-monogamy, which is how this experience came to be.  

I’m 5’3” and slim with shoulder length hair.  With both my husband and I being fully vaccinated, we decided to take advantage of my parents offering to take the kids while we had a weekend away.  I brought up the idea of going to some hot springs not too far from our house.  

Miss Personality: Final Chapter

Diane recrossed her toned legs for the tenth time under the glass table at the upscale bistro then wrapped a foot around the back of her calf to caress the lean muscle with the painted toenails peeking out her Givenchy stiletto. The distinct sound of her silky flesh, slithering back and forth, rang in every man’s head within earshot of the teenaged girl in her slinky cocktail dress. One man, unfortunately seated nearby, was pleading with his wife to not submarine the evening after she noticed him repeatedly glancing underneath Diane’s table. It was not the young girl’s intention to be provocative; she had simply never worn a cocktail dress before. When she purchased the garment at Nordstrom a week prior, she loved the way it fell so perfectly on her fit, youthful figure, dropping a few inches above her shapely knees. However, she had not accounted for the ensemble retreating up her thighs when seated. The hem was no longer alluringly floating mid-thigh, but encroaching on the lacy but minimalistic black thong that was the only other thing the girl was wearing. The tight-fitting dress formed a passable shelf for Diane’s massive but perky breasts. She had attempted to find a suitable backless bra but the only options she could find possessed neither the structural integrity to be useful nor achieved the intended aesthetic.

Groped, Betrayed, Blackmailed [Backmail], [NC], [MF] [FF]

PART 6

They arrived at the beach late in the afternoon. After getting settled and having a couple of drinks on the balcony facing the ocean they went out for dinner at a popular restaurant. The relaxing atmosphere was already having its affect on Vicki. She had brought along the sexy underwear she had bought earlier and worn to at the school conference, replacing the panties that had been ripped off her with even sexier ones that barely covered her ass., with just a strip in front to cover her lips. With her shaved bush she knew they would be fine. Over this she had worn a flowing summer dress, much more modest than what was beneath. The underwear wasn’t like her, having been put away since the conference. She didn’t really understand why it was packed for this trip.

Back at the condo after dinner and a couple more drinks after dinner they decided to turn in for the night. As she got ready for bed she decided to give her bare cunt a touch up, applying soothing lotion when she finished. Her husband was waiting for her, expectantly as she climbed in beside him.

Roscoe Forthright Lodge No. 34 in Dallas.

[ Author’s note:
Jeb Forestter, Master of Dallas Lodge No. 34. provided me this
commentary on establishing his Lodge, and current projects. G.G. ]
We were very lucky, the Independent Order of Odd Fellows in Corsicana,
Texas rented us one of their Lodge buildings when we first arrived in
Dallas. Two years later, the building was put up for sale and we
purchased it. In this way we acquired a beautiful and comfortable
space for rituals, meetings and dinners.
Locate four miles away from the Dallas Botanical Garden, we are easy
to get to and convenient to many place we enjoy.
We started with nine member, being the same size as Portland Lodge
No. 17. Since then we have grown to an astonishing 42 members, making
us the largest Roscoe Lodge in the world. As you know, most Lodges
average around 8 to 10 members. It comes to my mind, we may need to
restructure our Lodges to accommodate the fast, growing interest in
our religion. Thousands more people wish to join, and be fully
initiated Brothers and Sisters, and we are simply not equipped to
handle that volume.
I might suggest we have two three separate levels of organization,
interacting with each other and supporting each other. The largest
level of organization would remain our public Oneness2, group
masturbation zoom platform. Oneness2 has been essential to the
growth of our Lodges. Users of Oneness2 often have no interest at
all in pursuing our spiritual teaching, and that is exactly as it
should be. We need to change nothing with that largest level of
public interaction. What we need to do is establish a second level
of large community Lodges, less focused on sex rituals, and designed
as a community gathering place, and dinner hall, a community resource
center. We could develop non-sexual initiation rituals for these new
Lodges, rituals designed for a wider audience. This would brings
many thousands of people into our realm of religious thinking, to
enjoy our sense of Oneness, without requiring each and every girl to
suck cock. Many girls are not interested in sucking cocks at Lodge.
Because we started out small, with a small, exclusive groups of girls
who loved to suck cock, we never thought much about the larger
audience, the much larger demographic of beautiful women who prefer
to suck cock at home, and have no interest at all in sucking cock for
ritual purposes. Now, as we are a global organization, with a wide
variety of personalities, we must adapt to the new circumstances, and
make our religion comfortable and available to all those girls who
are not interested public sexuality, girls much more shy and demure,
than Beth, Amber, Gina, Rosalee and our other lovely girls.

Bank holiday Monday tied up threesome vibes

I was meant to hang out with my friend Maisie in the evening but she let me know she was hanging out with a bunch of her friends at a beer garden. By the time I got there they were leaving to go back to one of their houses for more drinks.

I’ve always had a crush on one of the guys, Rob, but never knew him well enough to explore it. We were walking ahead just the two of us and I was definitely getting a flirty vibe from him – lots of banter and giggling and innuendo.

A little while later when we got back to the house Maisie told me that Rob had asked her out on a date a couple of days ago and she was excited to do it. I was annoyed for myself but happy for her since he’s a good guy and really hot. She deserved a nice sexy treat and here he was!

As the evening wore on it became clear that they would bang before they even got to having a date and the more drinks they had the more brazenly they were talking about it. I had overheard a conversation with them a few weeks before about how much he liked shibari and rope play and I could hear them talking about this again.

A day at the fair – A Collab with the talented u/chen969 – a huge thanks for working with me and really helping me spice things up! :)) [bondage] [public]

A DAY AT THE FAIR

By Chen969 and MoodyKitten07

Your mind can create the most wonderful worlds while you’re asleep. Mine transported me into a fairground of sorts as I slept: a seemingly magical place, with bustling alleyways, a thousand different colourful shops selling everything you could ever… well dream of. I stand in this world created just for me, getting dizzy as my eyes find new things to look at every second. All those flashing neon lights, strung up from corner to corner, dancing around each other, forming intricate patterns. Stalls, colourful, filled to the brim with the most delicious looking food.

*    *    *

“I’m here!”, a voice cries out, beside me. I spin around and find my best friend beside me. She takes my hand and pulls me toward a huge stall. The shelves are lined with jars filled with thousands of mouth watering sweets and toffees. Now, my friend and I, we’re suckers for sweets. I stare wide eyed at the array of colourful jars, all filled to the brim. 

“This would be perfect to take home!”

A sweet gilr dream (F27 – F33 – M28)

I’m kinda petit, i mean, im short, but a little chubby. My hips are wide because i’m latina, my belly is soft my my big butt is jiggly. But in the average day, i just look sweet. Doesnt matter what i wear, i just look sweet and innocent, and people tend to think that i dont have sex drive.

Anyways, Evan and i were at this boring party with one of their friends. I was basically falling asleep and Evan kept waking me up with shots. I wasnt drunk, just bored! Time passed and Evan didnt wanted to go, so out of the blue i was asleep in a random sofa. While Evan was enjoying his time with friends, someone touched my arm, it was a woman, she was in pajamas, in a silky elegant pajamas, and she told me that sleeping in the sofa didnt felt comfortable, that she was taking me to her room and i could sleep there.

Looking to pay to have my weird fantasies roleplayed

So, basically I wantto pay someone to roleplay with me over text (discord or reddit DMs) my weird fantasies. I’m really into a dynamic where it’s a really worn-out streetwalking, fat, nasty, trailer trash mother and her adult son in their shitty little trailer or a rundown motel room. Where they get up to all kinds of stuff. IT can be one-offs or an over-arching story where I pay you before w RP each time.

I’d like to hire someone for this and if I like them perhaps turn this into a long-term business arrangement :)

Looking for title of male/male spanking blog

Sorry if this isn’t allowed here, but I figured I’d give it a shot. I have been trying to find this blog that I originally found 15 years ago now and loved. It was about two men in England in a domestic discipline relationship – the bottoms name was Nicholas? Or at least started with an N, and he had asthma. That’s literally all I remember – this blog was one of my first forays into spanking stories, so I’d love to find it again!