The Perfect Day Part 3

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Femdomstories/comments/m51t2j/the_perfect_day_part_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Once again I’m left waiting for an unknown period of time. The feeling of her juices slowly drying down my face her scent a constant reminder of the juices I was covered in. Her taste still on my lips as suddenly hear movement again her heels clicking against the floor getting closer and closer.

She walks into the room I feel her lean down and quietly whispers into my ear. “I’m gonna untie you now and fuck you in any positions that I choose, you’re not gonna complain your gonna do everything I say and you will definitely not cum unless I give you permission, nod if you understand.” I nod slowly not knowing what may happen if i don’t obey her.

She starts to undo the restraints and I stay still waiting for her instructions. “Good boy” she says softly as she takes of the final restraint. “Hands and knees now!” She’s says sternly but quietly, I get into position quickly and wait. I hear her moving around the bed and what sounds like her putting on a harness. Then I feel the cold sensation of lube squirting into my ass then two fingers pushed into my ass, and a moan escapes my throat.

My Aunt Next Door [Part 1]

*So I’m thinking of building a story off of this and this is just something rough I wrote. Let me know what you think and any feedback you have!*

*Alexander was the loner of the neighborhood. He would stay at home rather than party, play video games or masturbate to NSFW subreddits or watch some porn. Every one knew he was a virgin, more specifically, a virgin with a small dick. Alexander would never ask anyone out because he was insecure about his size. One secret of his was that he loved fantasizing about his Aunt Jane. He would like to peak through the windows or come downstairs when she would visit. Fucking hell she was hot he thought to himself.*

It was a bright Sunday morning in Rosevale. Alexander got up early and opened the window to let the cool spring breeze in. He stretched and his morning wood barely poked out of his boxers. He looked around the neighborhood and froze at the sight he saw. Directly in front of him, Aunt Jane was changing in her bedroom. Alexander watched as she bent over perfectly displaying her thick ass he would fantasize about. He watched as her big tits bounced while she put her crop top on, the same tits he’s thought so much about cumming on.

Bio #1 [MF, cheat]

She was a Canadian Episcopalian. Blonde, tall and blue eyed. Her length at times made here look severe. Married, her husband was sinking into a quagmire of depression that he wasn’t going to climb out of.

And so she started looking. Having run a small business, she knew how make a plan, go over the existing exigencies of her family and proceeded to interview men who responded to her ad.
She had to stop taking applicants when it reached a hundred and with due diligence, she whittled the crowed field into two. The smart/witty one, the dumb but prodigiously packed one; the dichotomies couldn’t be more clear. She had coffee with both; she found both attractive.

And at age 56, Mrs.Smith was going to embark on every fantasy that had played through her thirty years of married and four kids. She loved her husband and her life she led but it had a tremendous hole in the middle that couldn’t be filled.

New Beginnings Part 8 (FFM) – A new toy

Part 1 [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m3mxfw/f_failed_catfishing_attempt_that_turned_into_an/)

Part 2 [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/user/Beneficial_Company86/comments/m48gw9/new_beginnings_pt_2/)

Part 3 [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/user/Beneficial_Company86/comments/m4drd1/new_beginnings_pt_3/)

Part 4 [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/user/Beneficial_Company86/comments/m4ekx7/new_beginnings_pt_4/)

Part 5 [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/user/Beneficial_Company86/comments/m4fa44/new_beginnings_pt_5/)

Part 6 [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/user/Beneficial_Company86/comments/m5bu0e/new_beginnings_pt_6/)

Part 7 [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/user/Beneficial_Company86/comments/m5ktbl/new_beginnings_pt_7/)

This excerpt is from when another BDSM friendly friend came over and we decided to chit chat with my Dom. XD It was so much fun… he had never talked with 2 at the same time. We all enjoyed the play.

sub-R (myself)

Dom-G(my Dom)

B: (my friend-female)

R:(also me)

B and R is me and my friend speaking to my Dom together from different devices in the same room.

sub-R: —

Yay My friend is here

We are chatting now and she said to tell you vegemite is disgusting? She said you would know what that is?

sub-R: —

we aren’t alone to talk just yet but can i show her the video when we are?

Dom-G: —

Of course you can.

And if she’s ragging on Vegemite maybe I don’t want her to see my cock

If you can find out, I want to know if I make her a bit wet.

sub-R: —

Car [NSFW]

He stands a few feet away from me as I sat in my car. My arms on the window, my head resting on my arms, while letting the wind blow in my face.

Whatever he said made me smile but I stuck up my middle finger at him. “Fuck you, Aaron.” He grinned at me and tried to push my middle finger down. He smacked at my hand and we got into a little hand fight. The feeling of his hand on mine is something I can’t describe. It was just warm and soft, just like in his pictures. 

He leaned up against the car and pushed his face close to mine. He put his hand and put it against mine and he said “you have small fingers.” I turned my head to him and I gasped at how close he was. “no I don’t. My middle fingers the same length as yours. Look-“I moved my finger so it was touching his and I measured. “See? It’s the same size.” I beamed a smile up at him and he looked right back at me. 

Diary of an Affair – The Second Act (2)

I was giddy the whole next day. Work flew by with me mostly daydreaming about last night and thinking about if and what I should do as a second act. I didn’t feel like cooking, so we ordered out. I knew Danny wouldn’t care and I have been on a streak of cooking, so my kids wouldn’t care either.

After dinner, Danny found his way to his seat and decided that getting up was too strenuous, so he brought four cans in beer coozies. The kids cleared the table and went to their rooms to do whatever they do. I did the dishes and went back to the bedroom. I had about 30 minutes to come up with some sort of thing to be doing when Jay walked by. I went through my lingerie in the closet and nothing stood out. I finally decided on an old rarely used silk robe.

I’ll review yours if you’ll review mine.

I’ve written a short story called Twelve Maxbridge Street. It can be found FREE here:

[https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1063923](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1063923)

If you will give me feedback and give me a link to your publication (reddit URL, other URL), I will review it in whatever environment you specify as soon as I get your feedback here in this subreddit. I would dearly love for you to also review Smashwords, but here in this thread is a requirement. The only caveat is that I don’t have to pay for access to your story. Negative feedback as well as positive is welcome.

I published my story in mid January, and try as I might I’ve gotten no feedback at all. I suspect a bunch of other authors are feeling the same way.

Twelve Maxbridge Street – Parts 5-7 – [humil] [romance]

This contains the three last chapters from a short story that I have published for FREE under the pen name M H Keplar. I’m publishing it here in hopes of getting some comments, positive or negative, both interest me. These chapters don’t work very well stand-alone. Minimally, 2 and 4 or 3 and 4 should be read first be read stand alone, but I think it’s better in context.

[https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1063923](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1063923)

Thanks,

AG

REST

And, indeed, rest came quickly. When the handlers arrived, Faranger was hanging by his wrists, so one held him up with an arm around his waist while the other unshackled him. The handlers didn’t put on the arm restraints or the cape, nor did they let him sit down. Instead they brought his arms across their shoulders and made their way directly to a cage in the crescent of the three stations. It was about four feet high and set on a four foot high stand. A circle of lights was switched on around them. The cage was large enough to comfortably accommodate a man lying down on the padded surface, with a small leather pillow, and there was more space between the pillow and the end of the cave. “The door will be locked until morning, so, of course, you’ll have to spend the night here,” said the darker handler. “But it also prevents the spectators from touching you with anything but their hands. The sedative we’ll give you is strong enough that you should be able to get a few hours of good sleep anyway.”

Summer Fun Part 4 (FF) (New Love) (Bondage) (Squirting) (Oral) (Edging) (Forced Orgasms)

[Full Story](https://rileyblackstone.com/category/summer-fun/)

[Part 1](https://rileyblackstone.com/2021/03/15/summer-fun-part-1/)

[Part 2](https://rileyblackstone.com/2021/03/15/summer-fun-part-2/)

[Part 3](https://rileyblackstone.com/2021/03/15/summer-fun-part-3/)

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!  It’s too much, please stop!” Samantha screamed out the words as she tried to pull away from the vibrator pressed up between her legs.  Katie giggled as she pressed her lips to Samantha’s cutting off her protests. 

It seemed like an eternity ago when Samantha, buzzed from the bottle of wine she and Katie had finished with dinner, agreed to let Katie tie her up for a change.  Now, kneeling on the bed, her hands tied behind her back and blindfolded, Samantha couldn’t decide if she regretted her decision or not.

Samantha had no choice but to stay in the position where she was bound. Katie had tied her wrists behind her back, then bound her wrists to her ankles.  Her back arched just enough to force her chest forward, her erect nipples pointing towards the ceiling.  To prevent Samantha from squeezing her legs together, Katie had tied one silk scarf to each knee, then tied them to the sides of the bed frame. 

I had waited so long for his touch

I had known him since my school days, we were friends but never got close to anything sexual… But now, years later, here I am lying on my sofa with his hands trailing over my tits… My nipples hard wanting more than just a fleeting rub… But ohhh my godddd he’s not stopping to tease me.

He wants one thing, so do I… As he reaches the waist of my slacks I feel my thighs open automatically, god they’re wet… I’m so glad I got rid of my knickers when I went to the loo… He opens the button, pushes them down and then his fingers are there, running through my soft wet hair… God I’m leaking like an open tap, I can feel my juices running down my bum.

Panting like a slut in heat… And then GODDDDDDD he touches me… I explode, crying into his neck… Hugging him tight… My hips grinding on the 3 fingers that are now deep inside me…

Don’t stop… Please don’t ever stop… I’ve hardly come down from the first touch and I’m tensing again… AGGGGAAAIINNNN… Oh my God my slacks are soaked… The sofa is soaked… His arm is dripping… I don’t care what he does to me now… I’m his.