(NSFW) Part Two [M/F]

Tales of a Young Dom Part Two: Sexual Exploration.

(Hello Again obviously this tale will lead to my transformation into a Dom and Part 3 will really be that start of that journey this part will dive into the following weeks of my first steps into the world of sex with Emma. She introduced me to alot of things almost a crash course if you will. However she did want me to experience my sexual fantasies with her so he had no limits. These are those stories.)

We begin we my first experience with Emma giving both Cunnlingus and Anilingus.

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Once you see how bad she is craving your cock, you order her to get back to her knees. She worships you, teasing you along her lips…

(NSFW) Part One. [Msolo + M/F]

Good Morning/Evening. I cannot give you my real name so you can just call me Mr. J. I am a young Dom (25) currently living in Central England. The following Tales are stories of my sexual exploration throughout my seven years being sexually active. I will say there will be some fictional aspects such as names and places to protect a person’s identity but these tales are a way for me to tell my story and how I came to be the Dom I am today.

Tales of Young Dom: Part One: The First Time.

Conference Connection (MF, F-solo)

*First time writing anything like this. I just had some of this fantasy on my mind, so I wrote it up. Some parts are based on true stories, others are embellishments or just fiction. If you’re just hear for the graphic bits, jump to the “Graphic stuff starts here” line. Enjoy!*

Damn. Those legs just go for days. Well, right up to a perfect ass. I knew I really shouldn’t stare, but it’s really hard not to. I’ve always been a legs/ass man but I usually steal a cursory glance of appreciation and move on. But with Cadie, damn. A quick glance wasn’t enough.

I met Cadie at a conference. You know how when you go to a big conference you meet lots of people, but sometimes you just click with someone and keep running into them? Well, that was me and Cadie (and her coworker/conference roommate Rosa, but more on her later). The first day of the conference I was going into the exhibit hall turned cafeteria with that slightly sick feeling in my stomach as I prepared to get questionable food and try to find a seat with random people. That’s when I first spotted those legs leading up to, well, you know. She was wearing tight black jeans and a loose white blouse. She carried a red bag/purse (I don’t know what it was, sue me) and had long curly black hair.

Links to CBT literature?

I am not sure if this will get removed. Can anyone point me elsewhere if you know anything. Thanks :)

Does anybody have links or stories relating to CBT (CockBallTorture)? Or can write a story and link me to it? Perhaps some with audio? Thanks!!

White House Secrets

Hello, this is my first attempt at this kind of thing. Please give honest feedback. Sorry for any formatting errors or any grammar/spelling errors I might have missed. Thanks and enjoy.

Edit: I see maybe this is a bit long compared to other stories on here. Maybe I should break it up into a few parts? Any suggestions on this also welcome.
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White House Secrets

Donald sat quietly at his desk in the Oval Office, feverishly penning the last words of his final Executive Order of the day. It was merely a budget allocation for White House renovations, though Donald imagined he was signing an order to send his former attorney Michael Cohen to Iran on a “peacekeeping mission.” Just a fantasy, sadly, though he vowed to himself he’d one day have his revenge. Frustrated and tired from a long day of dealing with more fake news maligning his character, Donald put his favorite black pen down, placed his head into his hands, inhaled deeply, and slowly exhaled.

All I Want For Christmas (M/F, bondage, first-person)

You open your eyes and immediately realize something is wrong. The dim light coming from the window is not the gray of dawn, but the red of dusk. As your eyes clear you realize you are in an unfamiliar apartment; the sparse bedroom furnishings spark no recognition. You realize that you’re wearing a dark green satin nightgown, the lace at the hem tickling your thighs just above the nude-colored thigh-high stockings covering your legs, accentuating their shapely form. You definitely weren’t wearing this when you went to bed the night before. But this is the least of your problems, as those same legs are tied tightly together by leather straps at your ankles, calves, and thighs. Additional straps are holding your wrists around your waists, and pinning your arms to your sides at your forearms and just above your elbows. You try to speak, to voice a protest, but your string of curses are stymied by a thick leather strap gag tightly secured in your mouth.

You hear a rustling of paper to your right, and look over to see me sitting in an armchair across the room setting a book down on a nearby table. I’m fairly nondescript, average height and build with short dark hair and a clean-shaven face. I’m wearing a dark red button-down dress shirt, gray slacks, and black leather dress shoes.

The Red Lock Hostel – A Ghost Story, Part 2 [MMF]

[See comments for Part 1]

“Oh fuck, Eric. Looks like she regretted not joining us after all!” said the black-haired roommate, Bill, to the other. The blonde, Eric, chuckled and circled around my bunk to get a look at me from the side. It took me a moment to realize I could move again. I scrambled around and wrapped myself in my blanket, feeling insanely embarrassed and unsure of how to handle myself.

Eric sat down on my bed next to me and put his arm around me, “Hey now,” he said as the electric current poured from his fingers and traveled down by entire body. “There’s no need to be shy, little lass. It looks like you have some needs, and my friend Bill and I here…are happy to help.” He smiled genuinely as if to give some reassurance, but clearly his intentions were far from innocent.

My silence seemed to give me away, as a mischievous light flashed before Eric’s eyes and he slowly reached out for my neck with a large, strong hand. A heat wave crashed over me when he grabbed me, for he was actually solid and I could see the strength behind his actions. He pushed me slightly down onto the bed, and I complied. He started making out with my little neck and whispered in my ear, “Yes?”

Lana Del Rey and Ariana Grande Threesome Fantasy [MFF]

Lana and Ariana, both having just turned 18, had been best friends since elementary school and they were both immensely obsessed with older men. Now that they had both officially become adults, it was time for them to fully explore their lust and get their first taste of an older, mature cock. And what better way to explore their fantasies than to have a threesome?

James was a tall, muscular, and bald gentleman in his early 50s with dark chest hair and a thick, veiny, mature cock that measured 8 inches. He had a large, bulbous cockhead that absolutely loved to penetrate tight, teenage cunts. James was a professor of English at the college Lana and Ariana attended and the girls would attend his lectures, only to stare at him in lust and fantasize about his mature cock.

Lana and Ariana approached James right after his lecture and nervously explained their fantasy to him, hoping he’d agree. How could James pass down the invitation? His thick mature cock began to bulge and throb in his pants at the thought of their tight, pink, dripping wet teenage cunts.

Passion

It has been so long since I have felt passion.
So long since there have been desperate hands touching me, frantic fingers inside me
Since sweat soaked skin was against mine, lips brushing my neck
So long since a mouth was on my mouth, teeth biting at my lips and demanding entry
Passion.
How I have missed passion.
I am not incomplete, I assure you.
I have happiness, long walks under the blue sky, falling asleep with his hand on my hip, his chest against my back.
I have love, words that ring true, acts of sacrifice, all the things that show this is real.
But, I long …my goodness how I long
I long for a hand tangled in my hair, pulling my head back
Teeth nipping at my breast, a tongue flicking across my taunt nipple
Hips thrusting as his hard cock slides between my thighs
Hot breath catching as he pushes deeper with every stroke
Wetness flooding both of us as I feel my release,
Strangled words begging me to take his slick cock between my lips
The taste of him filling my mouth as I look up and our eyes meet
Passion
It’s been so long.