Sex at the Bar [M/f] [M30s F30s M30s] [public sex] [maledom femsub] [sex with stranger] [bondage] [fantasy setting] [humiliating language]

Sex at the Bar

Story by Pixie Isobella

*I was too exposed standing at the bar, with my boobs out and my butt bare for anyone to see… Behind me, I could feel the orc’s eyes on the back of my body. I knew he was wishing he was over here, so he could push his cock straight me. Hell, I wanted him here, so that he could fuck me hard against the counter…*

‘Sex at the Bar’ is an erotic story with bondage and submissive sex with strangers. If you like this story, please check out my other stories on my creator site at [pixieisobella.com](https://pixieisobella.com).

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It was a lovely night at my favourite jazz bar in the city. I sat sipping my chocolate cocktail, savouring every mouthful. I was glad I had come out tonight to listen to some jazz. I had a booth down the back all to myself and could sit and listen to the music, watching everybody around me enjoying themselves.

A Dangerous Game [F26/M35] A young woman on the run [Rape]

She’s on the run. From who she does not know. But she knows him all that well.

She’s in a constant state of paranoia. Always looking over her shoulder. Out of the corner of her eye, she often thinks she catches a glimpse of him lurking in the shadows. But when she turns to look he is never there. Until he is. Her mysterious stranger, her intruder.

A few months ago he came into her world during a moment of weakness. Lonely and hurting from a split from a man she loved, a man that treated her badly, she threw caution to the wind. She was looking for something… anything… anyone, to fill that void.

A young woman all alone in a seedy bar on a Tuesday night. Trying to numb the pain she felt. The place was packed with disgusting old men, alcoholics, losers. She sat alone and stonewalled their advances. A pretty young thing, there all alone, in a place she did not belong. That is when he approached her.

I got teased off by the hottest woman [M24/F25ish] [cheating] [handjob] [tits]

Astrid is tall, busty, and beautiful. She’s wearing a patterned skintight jumpsuit which leaves zero uncertainty as to her sexy perfection. She walks through the door from the patio with a sanguine grace, hips sashaying and chest bouncing. She’s precise, planning each catlike step through the room, past Dan, her boyfriend, asleep on the recliner. Around Levi, Dan’s cousin and my best friend, asleep on the loveseat.

And up to me.

I stare up at her. I can’t not but stare. Her platinum blonde hair is pulled back in a tight bun, and as she looks down at me, laying out on the cabin’s couch, it’s over her considerable chest. My gaze slides down her frame, over her flat belly, her slender waist, to where her legs meet. The thin fabric of her jumpsuit is pulled tight into her pussy.

My breath catches.

“You like?” she says, running her hands up her sides.

“Uh-huh,” I nod dumbly.

She smiles and walks away. I stare at her curvy, round ass, daydreaming… She pauses, turning her head over her shoulder to look at me as if I’m an idiot. “Are you coming?”

When The Work Is Done [F21/M24] [Cowgirl] [Blowjob] [Foreplay] [Smoking]

“This is finished. Do you mind filling it back up?”

“No, hand it here.”

I tapped the bottom of the bowl over the small trash can and then passed it to Erin. Erin set the bowl down on a small wooden coffee table and then picked up her grinder.

“I’m so glad this week is over,” Erin sighed as she sprinkled more weed into the bowl. I didn’t think Friday would get here.”

“Me either,” I said. I leaned back as far as I could against the couch. I had walked in her door and only made it to the floor in front of the couch.”That’s why I’m trying to smoke the memory away.”

Erin and I had been spending more and more time together lately over the past few weeks. What began as a casual smoke session at her apartment after we met through friends took a different turn after we ran into each other at a bar one Saturday night.

Despite hanging out with completely different friends that night, I was surprised when my phone went off shortly after I had said my goodbyes.

E: Are you going home? It’s early!

Right Place, Right Time [M24/F21] [Virgin] [Blowjob] [Passionate Sex]

I fell head over heels for a girl named Natalie. We worked together at the college radio station and I was friends with her boyfriend at the time. Little did I know that we would both soon find ourselves single a few months down the road.

He broke up with Natalie because he felt like she was too immature. She was younger than him and wanted to party; he wanted to focus on his school work. So he felt like they didn’t mesh anymore.

Natalie was devastated as she had been in love with him since high school. He also moved away for the summer as part of an internship opportunity. So Natalie was left all alone in town with nothing to do other than working her part-time job.

Meanwhile, my relationship was on the rocks. My girlfriend was getting ready to graduate college and I had just gotten back in the previous semester. We kept lying to ourselves that long distance would work when she got a job an hour and a half away, but the writing was pretty much on the wall. We started arguing more, I started drinking and partying in response, and she felt alone in the relationship.

[M4F] The Veiled Woman – Anais Nin [F Reader] [Characters 30s] [Voyeurism] [Strangers] [Cunnilingus] [Felatio] [Stripping] [Prostitution]

A read through one of my favourite chapters from The Delta of Venus. About George and the veiled woman. Particularly around his inability to let the idea of the one-off go, only to discover that he wasn’t the first, won’t be the last and it’s so far removed from being absent more than invisible.

# Soundgasm (coming once outage addressed)

# [Erocast](https://erocast.me/track/7531/the-veiled-woman-anais-nin)

The Prefect, Part 22 [F20/F18] [D/s] [Role Reversal] [ENF/Exhibitionism]

**Part 22**

“There you have it, girls,” Kaitlyn said. “Though it’s always been pretty obvious, hasn’t it? Just make sure you don’t leave your bras and underwear around when Elise is doing room inspections. Unless you *want* to be noticed, of course.” Kaitlyn let the giggling from her teasing comment die out, then moved on. “Anyway, now that that’s out of the way, I believe little Elise still needs to be punished. Don’t you, pet?”

Elise knew what she had to say. “Yes, Miss Kaitlyn.” She caught herself just in time, managing to answer ‘properly’ before likely getting slapped again. “I still need to be punished.”

“Why is that, Elise?”

“Because…because I covered myself up…” Elise said. She had almost forgotten the reason after everything else Kaitlyn had just put her through. And, at the redhead’s insistence, she said the whole thing like usual. “I need to be punished because I covered up my boobs.”

“Your bare boobs.” Kaitlyn corrected her. Anything to make the prefect’s embarrassment a little worse. Once Elise repeated the same thing with the small difference, Kaitlyn continued. “That’s right. Good girls get to cover up, Elise. Hell, good girls get clothes for that matter. But you’ve been a bad girl, haven’t you?”

Fighting by stormlight (M27/F23) [Rough/Kink/Passion/couple]

The cool summer evening was very windy and a storm was coming overhead. The orange light of the sunset slowly being swallowed by the billowing and ominous dark clouds. The room was electric with energy, there was heat between us but I was so angry

‘Why do you NEVER LISTEN to me!’ I shouted it across the room in a deep bellowing voice, she knocked back as though my words had hit her across the face

‘I never should have dated a piece of shit like you!’ she shouted back but I could feel the anger rising still higher inside her, she was standing as tall as she could. Although she was small she seemed in that moment to take up the whole room. We glared at each other, I noticed her shaking, and her face was red as wine.

‘Do you know what, FUCK YOU!’ I said throwing my hands up into the air in front of her, she didn’t even flinch.

Excerpt from Banging my Barista [erotica] [contemporary] [bookworm] [hookup] [sliceoflife] [oral] [eatingout] [18+ characters]

An excerpt from a short and smutty story, [‘Banging my Barista](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1377525)’, part of my *Slice of Life Erotica* series.

Enjoy.

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I stared at Derren as he took in my naked image, my breasts bared to him. He inhaled sharply.

“God, Mable. You’re perfect.”

Before I could respond, he’d taken one of my nipples and slid it into his mouth, sucking and stroking it with his tongue. I shuddered. My thighs crossed and hot tingles spread down my body. *I’m so horny for him.*

The unreleased passion from last night’s dream came back in full force, pulsing through my body and vagina like a flickering fire looking to be quenched. I stifled a moan as Derren swirled his tongue around my nipple, gently tugging at it with his teeth, and I pressed my face against the top of his head. I could smell his shampoo; something sweet like vanilla and apple.

Suddenly his hands were on my waist and my thighs, tugging at my waistband.

“I’m sorry,” He quickly straightened, pulling his hands away. I could see his chest heaving with each breath. “I’m moving too fast.”

*Is he?*

Meeting Kyla – Part 2, How I got into CNC[29M 19F] [CNC]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/user/CNC_Addict/comments/12ffyhn/meeting_kyla_part_1_how_i_got_into_cnc/)

We finally set up a date. We discuss exactly how we want it to go, limits, safeword/safe actions, etc. The day approaches, and she tells me she’s nervous, scared, conflicted, and most of all turned on. I’m half expecting her to back out last second. She doesn’t. It was becoming increasingly clear to me that the main turn on for her was the fear, and that the main turn on for me was inducing the fear. Like I said before, sexually we were hand in glove. She wanted this as real as possible. So did I.

She texts me where to pick her up from and I drive over. It’s 9:45pm, it’s dark out, she’s on the corner wearing what I told her to wear. Just a skinny little 19 year old out on the corner in the night wearing a skirt, sweater, with no panties and no bra. Any nervousness I was feeling immediately vanished, and I was taken over by a very dominating and hungry force from within. I get out of the car and walk up to her. I can tell right away she’s nervous. I put my arm around her, grab her ass and pull her towards me and breathe to her “Get in the car”.