Tonya’s College Photo shoot [MF] [Long]

This will be my first post on here. I’ve been lurking and reading a lot of the stories and quite honestly, I have more than a few to share. The names have been changed to protect others.

Back in my college day, well before the rise of the digital domain, I was attending college pursuing my dream to become a photojournalist. I had always been into cameras, snapping photos from an early age. I turned pro well before I finally started taking classes in high school and college. It has (and still is) normal for me to have a camera near me in case an opportunity arose and I wanted to take a few pictures. This was in the era well before digital camera came out, so I shot with film. I often would roll my own film canisters, saving me money, but allowing me to pack extra frames of film into each roll. This plays more later into the story.

Dirty girl I hooked up with on Tinder. [MF]

I matched with a girl on Tinder. We were talking about random stuff and eventually we wanted to meet up. She was a few miles away so she gave me her address (looking back, it seems like a bad idea to do that, but we had mutual friends).

I get to her place, we go out for a bit to get drinks, and then we come back to her place. She showed me around the apartment she lived in. Her family members were gone.

She hadn’t had any action before, so I had to calm her down as she got naked for me. I get naked and lay on her bed as she gets on top of me and starts rubbing her pussy on my cock. The prickly sensation made me push her off.

She started sucking my dick while I was still laying on her bed and spat on my cock when I told her to. I stood up and made her resume the blowjob (I wanted to be in a dominant position). After about a minute in, I started stroking her hair while I smacked her face a few times with my cock. She looked up at me with delight.

New submissive slut! Her first gangbang [group]

I met this new sub online, and we immediately clicked. After meeting in person a few times, a few weeks of me being her Dom, and talking about it, she said was ready. Well, she said she was. I could tell she was nervous, having never done anything like this before, but she was submissive to me and would do whatever I wanted. She and I had gone over her rules, and sent them to the guys. She wanted it rough, to be blindfolded the whole time, and she wanted to swallow all of their cum. She wanted to be used, feel things she had never felt before. Her safeword was pineapple – but she knew she didn’t want to use it.
She arrived to the hotel room soon after me, and I gave her five minutes to get herself ready. She came out of the bathroom nude, ready to serve. She was shaking with nervousness. I greeted her with a kiss to calm her nerves, and a caress of her enormous breasts, which quickly turned into pinching and twisting her nipples. A loud moan escaped her lips, as she loved to have her breasts played with roughly.

Submissive slut gangbanged by strangers [group]

Final story for this submissive slut. Sadly a month after this story we had to stop – her boyfriend and her became serious so we stopped our fun.

I was at the bar with friends when my phone started vibrating. I saw it was her, so I stepped outside to answer. All she said was “Thursday, 4pm” and that was it. I knew what it meant, I was to make the arrangements for her. I contacted Tay and had him recruit some friends. After hotel reservations were made, I texted the address and room number to her, and then to Tay and his friends.

Submissive slut shared with strangers [mfm] [mfm]

Second story for submissive slut Karen. Third coming shortly.

After our night with my buddy as her unknown guest, she kept pestering me for his identity. Every time she did, she got a firm slap across the face, or ass, whichever was more accessible. She was hooked though – she loved the “anonymous” sex, or at least, sex with someone I picked. She loved being shared, and loved pleasing me, so it was a great combination. Her schedule opened up a bit more in the winter, as she had a break from school. She called two weeks out, letting me know she had a Thursday night free coming up because the pesky boyfriend would be out of town. I told her I would book a hotel. I asked who she wanted me to invite – the anonymous friend from last time, or one of the two craigslist guys I had been talking to. All she responded was “whoever you want me to fuck, Sir”. God I loved hearing my slut say that.

Our first threesome [MFM]

Last night was our first foray into the lifestyle. It arose organically with a classmate of Sara’s. They were both attracted to each other, so she asked if he would like to join us for a threesome. Apparently, this was not the first time he had been propositioned for a threesome, but it was the first one he accepted. Sara has never had sex with anybody besides me. We met at a pub last week so I could get to know him and see if we vibe. He was really chill, smart, and respectful, so it was on.

I was a little nervous, but I think we were both more excited than nervous. As I was showering and shaving in preparation, I started thinking about performance issues. “Oh god, what if I can’t get it up?” I decided to test it out by thinking about what was about to happen. Mixed results. Not a good sign.

We arrived at his house, started cooking dinner, and poured out some glasses of red wine. Sara picked out a cabernet and Ménage á Trois, because she is hilarious. Sara is really good at cooking, but this guy is an actual pro. He works at one of the better restaurants in the area, so it was really cool to see some of his skills and techniques.

Submissive slut used anonymously [mfm]

Backstory – I am a male Dom who likes to share my submissives. I have had two submissives in the last two years. This is the first story for the first girl

Karen had been my submissive slut for the past two years, on and off, as she had a boyfriend. Our time together was sporadic, but hot and heavy when we had time. She loved to be tied up, blindfolded, spanked, choked, and fucked for hours at a time. She got off on being told what to do, and overall loved being my submissive slut. She was a Type-A personality outside of the hotel room when we would fuck, but inside, she was fully mine. You could tell she enjoyed the release of having no control.

With my history of sharing my ex-girlfriend with my friends while we were dating, I decided to test Karen’s submissiveness, and told her I wanted to share her with others – teach her to do threesomes, and more. She replied with my two favorite words, “Yes, Sir”. I posted on craigslist and found two guys who fit what I wanted for her, and began exchanging emails with them both. She knew I was messaging them, but that was all she knew. I also had a friend of mine from school that I kept in touch with that I had shared my ex with, who I let know of the opportunity and he told me to let him know if it presented itself.

I had [F]un at my bandmates place and we [F]ell in love!

I wanted to share this little thing with everyone. Nobody knew except for us until now! Sorry for the length, hope you make it through! :)

“She’s really pretty,” I thought over and over to myself.

Her fingers swept all around the keys in an effortless fashion. I sat there dazed, listening for inconsistencies. She squinted every time her arms moved octaves, almost like she was nervous but with confidence. Scared to ruin the balance of technicality and emotion. She was sharp and I loved it!

I sat across from her on the couch. Her head nodding to the beat, the accents of her fingers were perfect. I loved her facial expressions. Her deep blue eyes were hugging me with emotions, closing every so often to deter an awkward moment.

“Sorry, girl, what’s your name again?” I asked, embarrassed I had forgotten her name.

“Lanai,” she spoke softly and smiled.

“Sorry, Lanai, I’ve had a long day,” I started, “I think you’re extremely talented.”

Someti[m]es, being a sub can be a lot of [f]un

Last time I posted, I was experimenting with being a bit of a sub. Nothing too extreme, mostly it’s focused on control.

Last week was different.

I came over to meet my FWB (let’s call her Anne for now) after work. I grabbed a quick shower there and wanted to see what she wanted to do. She wanted to grab some food first, and so instead of going straight to our usual business, I looked up a nice little deli nearby and waited for her to get ready.

She came out wearing her sundress on this hot evening, with her tanned and toned calves hinting at the majesty that is her body. Before we went out the door though, she said, “wait, take a look at this.”

She lifted up her skirt, and I can see that underneath her panties, she had plugged a bullet vibrator in her. It was on. “Let’s make this quick.”

When we finally got there, the effects of the bullet were beginning to show. She had a hard time concentration on her order, which I thought was hilarious. She kept asking me to hurry up because she “wasn’t feeling well”. To which I purposely dragged out the ordering process just to watch her squirm.

[M]e (35), my wi[F]e (34), some PBR and Snapchat.

Originally posted at: https://wolfcola412.tumblr.com. Written today about last night.

This is my first attempt at writing a story in probably 3-4 years. Depression is a motherfucker. It’ll probably take me a while to get my chops back, but this was fun to write, so I’ll probably share more.
About us:

Me: 35 year old dude who still gets carded sometimes. Shaggy/unkempt hair. I look like every 35 year old dude who listens to Hot Water Music. I’m 6′ tall, go about 220-225 with some chub (I’m down from 298 a year ago). Tattoos and a few facial piercings.

Wife: 34. Thick/chubby/whatever with great breasts and a wonderful ass. I dig it. Short red hair. Tattoos. Piercings. Punky.

I sit at my desk this morning with the sounds of CNN on television and my beautiful wife, Laura sleeping restlessly behind me, recovering from a stressful run of fifteen straight days working in a thankless job as a retail manager – a job title that I share for the time being.