Punishment {MF Slave/Dom)

I am sitting on a very comfortable wide leather folding chair. You have your head on my knee, wearing nothing but a leather collar. You are kneeling so I can glance down and see your semi hard cock. With a small smile, I widen my legs and slide to the edge of the chair. You look up at me in askance…not saying anything because you have been told only to speak when spoken to.

“Slave”, I command “Lick my clit while stroking yourself until you are fully erect and hard.” You move to do so. Your tongue begins with a swirl and then a soft tentative lick. I spread my labia as you lick the sides. “MMM…you like pleasing me…Good Victor!” Your hands continue to stroke  yourself and I sense your need. I let you lick me  until I feel close to cumming. “Put two fingers in me and coat them with my liquids when I cum” 

Your mouth continues to play with my clit as your fingers explore me…looking to make me release. As my juices coat you, I left your head away.. I glance down and can see your hardness…the head is read and beginning to be wet.

finding an old story

it was about a wife who worked in a deli? and sucked the new guys dick while another guy fucked her and she came come and told her husband and stroked him while she told him. i read it a couple years ago and it’s my favorite. any help would be greatly appreciated!

Annual Wear No Shirt Day [FF] [Lesbian] [Orgy] [Group] [Masturbation] [Long]

Obviously, my favorite day of the year was today. The second Friday of may, every year in class, was Wear No Shirt Day. Of course, the younger ones at the all girls school I went to had to wear bras all day as they weren’t of age

Poor things

This year, however, I was a senior. I, now an adult, got to come to school today with nothing above my waist. It was allowed, but not exactly encouraged. Every senior girl, however, wouldn’t miss it for the world. Some teachers even got into the action and showed off their D cups or higher. Every teacher at the school was drop dead gorgeous, and hot as fuck. I looked forward to seeing their tits every year

Especially this year. I got to join them.

And then some…

My anatomy teacher was my last period, and she had the perfect tits. They bounced every time she took a step, they were the kind that you could bury your face in and never want to leave, ghost nipples, and the perfect shape. D cups, probably 30-35 around.

In other words, perfect.

First time oral [real story]

Hey guys, this is my second story about us. Please give me any feedback good or bad.

Some backgrounf on us from out last story: I’m Lexi(18F) I’m 5’3″ and very petite. I have long brown hair and eyes. In this story im wearing short athletic short, tight ones, and a crop topMy bf is J(18M) hes 5’10” and very muscular with blonde hair and blues eye. He was wearing boxer shorts

“I want to try something more” i said sitting on my bf’s lap. We were on his couch making out and dry humping like we had the day before. “like what?” he asked. “Oral?” I questioned. “Sure” he grinned, picking me up and caring me to his room.

“I want to give it to you first” I said as he laid me down. “Really? Why?” he asked “I just do now go get a shower first” I stated. He gave me a mischivious grin and walked into the bathroom.

I got more and more horny just sitting there waiting for him. I had never done this before and was a little nervous, maybe I should’ve let him go first. Oh well to late now. I slid my hand over my thin shorts “how am I so wet?” I mumbled as my bf walked out the bathroom door.

I can’t find this book/story

I’m not even sure if this is a book or just a self-published story. But the fiction story is about a woman who’s set to marry a wealthy nobleman. But instead, she got kidnapped by some barbarians who she considers savages. This is because they don’t speak the common tongue and instead have their own language, which she later learns herself. Also, they don’t wear traditional clothing, but rather furs and skins. But as the story goes on, she learns to appreciate and learn more about their culture. She also falls in love with the leader, Dances with the Wolves (not too sure about his name). She is also given the name Tiger Claw (I think) for her bravery. They fall in love with each other and get married. They also do it a lot *cough cough* and as a result, they have a baby. But the twist is that there is also a curse on Dances with the wolves where he is granted a lot of power, but his heart is quote on quote”inhumane” and he thinks he’s a monster (he transforms into a huge wolf). But with true love, his heart won’t freeze over. That isn’t even the worst part is that there is an incoming war due to the barbarians’ continuous looting. There was also this really memorable scene where the mc (the woman) had to escape from these ice creatures by climbing really tall tree while she was pregnant. Also, there was another scene where Dances with the Wolves was really injured and was in a coma for a really long time. I also remember that Dances with the Wolves had a really bad brother called Cayote or something. I read this in incognito mode and accidentally closed the window tab so I can’t find it anywhere.

Pawghalla Part 1 (MFF) (fantasy) (longer story)

Weary from his mission escorting a foreign diplomat home, Vince was returning to his, cutting through the mountains to avoid the highwayman that waylaid him before. He hoped for an uneventful return, but instead found a skirmish near a mountain creek. A group of muscular men were attacking two beautiful women, while demanding, “where is it?”

Vince leapt into action to defend the outmatched women. “What’s the problem here?” The leader growled back, “we’ve been searching for their mythic home and we’re gonna beat it’s location out of them, then use them as a taste of their home. Now scram. We aren’t sharing.” Vince positioned between the men and girls, pulling free his staff. “I’ve pledged my life to defend justice and beauty, so I can’t let this stand,” called Vince while peeking over at the girls and nodding.

All of the men leapt into at once. Vince twirled, ducking under the leader’s attack and jabbing each side of the staff into the ribs of attackers. The beaten recovered quickly as the battle continued in a flurry of blows. After tacking a few nicks from a knife, Vince swept a man’s leg, shaking off a elbow in the nose from the leader to finish off another assailant. Vince then faced up the leader, and through a horribly bloody nose, crashed the side of his knee with his staff before catching under his chin.

Diary of an Affair – That First Evening (1)

The day was just like any other. I work from home and finished my daily task sheet. My husband (Danny) texted and asked if I could make chicken parm, a family staple. After I agreed, he then texted and asked for me to pick up some beer. I knew there was a motive. So, I headed to the store for the ingredients and ran into Jay at the checkout lone. He was his normal outgoing self and we chatted as I bagged my groceries. He walked me to my car and helped me load them in. He was a little older, but definitely was fitter than your average dad bod. I became self conscious of my running tights and baggy sweatshirt. I got home and “whipped it” together. We sat around the table and had a nice family meal together, which was the first in a long time. After dinner, my husband got and went to the fridge and grabbed another beer and made his way to his chair and started watching tv while barking instructions to the kids to “help mom”. They cleared the table and went to their rooms and “studied” as I worked my way through the dishes, pots, and pans. After I was finished, I brought Danny another two beers, kissed him on the forehead, took his two empties, and made my way to our bedroom, my sanctuary. I decided to treat myself to a bath and started the water. As the bath filled, I got undressed and wrapped myself in a towel. I went to get my phone out of the bedroom and saw that bedroom blind was open. I made my way to window to close the blind and I could see the headlamp bouncing down the trail.

[M/F] First Time with a Transgender Woman

TLDR: My tinder date had more than I expected, I didn’t stop.

–This is my story from college last year. I’m reposting because I don’t have access to my old account, I want all the people who followed me to be able to find me!–

Hello everyone, I am 24 and not exactly sure what I’m into. I always thought I was straight into cis women exclusively then I met a beautiful woman who happened to be trans a few years ago. I had no idea which to me at the time was surprising, I always thought you could tell, either from the body type or the way of speech. This experience really confirmed to me that trans people are the sex they identify as. Anyway, the date went really great! We went ice skating and to dinner and had a great time talking. Definitely my best tinder date ever haha.

After dinner we were holding hands walking back to my car and when I opened the door for her instead of getting in she turned to look at me, tell tale kiss me sign, so I did. And we were heavily making out in a maggianos parking lot lol. She broke off the kiss and asked to get into the car so we could talk. I assumed she wanted to go to one of our places to have sex.. I was right but that’s not what she said.

Diary of an Affair – Intro

My marriage has been over for years. It has crumbled to a pile of two people resenting each other and the bedroom is dead. Our kids were getting older and my husband whom I have known since high school is no longer the man that I met. He had a routine that involves coming home from work, showering, eating, and having “a few beers” while watching TV before passing out.

We live in a nice ranch style house and in the back there is a community walking trail where people exercise and walk their dogs. This is an account of the past few months with me and a divorcee (Jay) that lives a few blocks away. Jay walks his dog every evening. He is like clockwork on his walks and during the summer months we have exchanged pleasantries and chatted. As fall rolled around and the days got shorter, I would see him walking with a headlamp and sometimes even wave from my bedroom and get a flicker of the headlamp back.

One night, that all changed. The following posts are the events that occurred on that evening and many days after.

[MF] FF

Slowly but surely my thesis was beginning to be less of a stressful thing. I was moving towards the end of this phase of my life. Everything started to be a bit less tense. Less serious. And I was beginning to enjoy my evenings in the huge library. The lighting in those huge, old-fashioned rooms was beautiful, now that the sun set much earlier, autumn announcing itself clearly.

Mostly I was almost alone after 8pm and very few students were working on their various projects. Today was no different. I’ve only spotted four other students, all of them ten years younger than I was. I was just thinking about leaving earlier, when suddenly someone entered the room through this huge wooden door at the end of the hall. I could hear the loud echo of her brown leather boots. She was wearing a short black skirt and a paisley blouse. Her hair was the most attractive mess I’d ever seen. The dark bouncy curls circled her beautiful face. She looked very pleased with herself and her silhouette seemed to glow in this autumn light. She placed herself at the desk next to mine, opened her laptop and started turning pages in a leathery-looking thick book.