Dominating (m)y girl with a belt [rough]

First ever GWS post. This is a story of a semi recent escapade with my girlfriend (we’ll call her Chloe). Chloe is 5’1″ and stunning with a slim figure, a small but well shaped ass and (despite her size) natural D-cup breasts. Long blonde hair frames her beautiful face — a cute button nose, lips that look equally sexy in a smile or a pout, and big expressive blue eyes. I’m 6’2″ and quite literally tower over her, to the point where I’d actually have to crouch slightly to rest my chin on the top of her head.

We started dating about 2 years ago and it didn’t take long for us to develop an increasingly adventurous sex life. I have a strong preference to be domineering in the bedroom, and it quickly became apparent that Chloe was a natural sub — a side she hadn’t had much opportunity to explore much with her past partners. She had only had sex with a couple of guys before we met, and it’d all been pretty vanilla.

Recently we’ve included a belt in sex a couple of times, and Chloe had specially requested I use one on her again. I assured her I would, when she earned it.

My (f) 31st Birthday weekend, starting with a (m) former Soldier.

First of all, happy fucking birthday to me. September 25th I celebrated 10 years of being 21. Cheers! I have blisters on my feet from the previous night’s Pirate Pub Crawl… but I wasn’t dressed for them. There was a formal military function at an event hall smack dab in the middle of the pub crawl. So I did what any self-respecting lady would do- I dressed up in an inflatable shark costume and circled the venue humming the JAWS theme to myself waiting for an unchaperoned service member to stumble out like Bambi in the woods. Hands down, I had the best costume of the night. Rocking an asymmetrical skirt and matching grey heels for my Great White realness. Maybe someone fed me mushrooms. Maybe I was having a blasty-blast in the costume all by myself and completely forgot my mission to sew some wild oats. Let’s rewind to earlier that day, before I graced downtown Anchorage with a shark attack.

That time my ex won me back

When I was a senior in college, I was dating this girl named Jess. In hindsight, we shared almost nothing in common. She was an evangelical Christian who was part of some crazy christian group and would admonish me constantly for being too hungover to even consider going to church. But we had the *best* sex. It was amazing. She was about five foot tall even, but she had perfect tits– I’m well over a foot taller than her for comparison. The biggest issue is that now and then she’d tell me that it was bad for her to have sex so she would only give me blowjobs. I wasn’t complaining either way, she gave the best head I’ve (still) ever gotten in my life. When we would fuck, she would start screaming “Oh my God” over and over as she got closer, and I think I enjoyed fucking her even more because of how religious she was. It was the best.

I was in a fraternity and we had something called “Formal”, which is where we would rent out these nice cabins in some secluded place and all have our own rooms and basically throw rip-roaring parties. It was an awesome time, and obviously, Jess was going to come with me.

MFM I had more than a few years ago. pt 2 of 3

Part 2 – Confessor X has cold feet…literally!

There is an old expression of having “cold feet” when hesitant to doing something. It could also be nervousness about said event or even intimidated by it as well. And what I’m about to tell you is all true to that saying.

Back to the night at hand……

With the flash of some headlights, a knock on the door and again with the barking dog, our third party has arrived. About 15 minutes earlier, I texted Mike to get an idea of how long he would be. jef took the time to slip into something quite a bit unsexy…a full length granny night gown!! I guess Mike was the fool in our late April fools joke ;)

But all kidding aside, once in the room, the energy began to rise. They spent the better part of the moment locking lips and flickered tongues. I greet Mike with a hand shake and we all move to the couch after Jen plays the perfect hostess and gets us our drinks.

Thighs during first one night stand

Angie was 32. She lived in an apartment with two other women in Brooklyn, had been laid off from her job at a jewelry store, was looking for freelance work for making jewelry on Craiglist. That was how she put it. She had long brown hair and freckles, came from what I sensed was a wealthy family on Long Island (they actually lived on another Island, off the LI coast), but she dressed like she was a college student from the 70s and had a plain, earthy demeanor. Well, she was the 70s. This was 2009, so she must have been born in 1976/77.

I…was a twenty-one year old college student on an internship in New York that summer. Read some of my other stories and perhaps you’ll glean a summary of me.

I met Angie at a summer movie screening at Brooklyn Bridge park. It was early July and I was staying in my aunt and uncle’s house…and they were gone on vacation with their kids. So it was just me, housesitting. I couldn’t make up my mind on where to sit and also, I kind of in general wanted to get laid that summer. It had been a few months since I’d had any women.

Slurpee and sloppy BJ [MF/office/oral]

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Backstory: I am 31 (I had a birthday) years old short and curvy but fit. I have shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes. I have been spending the last two years exploring my sexuality and freedom after a bad nine year LTR ended. This happened last night.

Last night, about 9:30, after my run at the Y, I got a text from Marcus. He’s a FWB I had not seen in over a week. He wanted to know if I had eaten dinner. I said I had but would hang out if he wanted and he said he was still at work. Poor guy. I offered to bring him some food and he asked if I could bring him a Mountain Dew slurpee. I knew a place so picked him up some food and a slurpee and headed over to his office.

Marcus met me at the front door of his building and we took the stairs up to the second floor. Poor guy has been working crazy hours and had forgotten to eat.

Hooked up w/ Co-Worker in my Bathroom

About a year and a half ago I worked in a concession stand at a stadium during rodeo time. I was working with an organization at my uni which was trying to pay its way to Austin for spring break. We were assigned to different stands every day and ended up working with a lot of randoms. One day I noticed this really cute black girl was there prepping with us. I tried not to but I ended up checking her out a bit. She was around 5’4″ and slender but had a great ass and pretty nice tits and had an adorable smile. I didn’t want to make her or myself feel awkward so I just kinda stayed out of her way.

Of course as I was working register she ended up working as the food deliverer assigned to my register. I’m a pretty laid back dude so I was kinda hesitant to order her around so she had to reassure me that if I need anything just to let her know and she introduced herself to me. It doesn’t sound like much but she said this several times to make sure I got the point and each time she was smiling wider at me and looking at me more and more intently and holding her gaze longer and longer. During a couple lulls in the action she came over and made small talk with me.

MF public park rendezvous with the wife

I was at working today and my wife texts me just before lunch telling me that she is wearing a skirt and no panties, about to do some errands and she is wet and wanting me. The next line from her asks if I would like a rendezvous somewhere.

I suggest we get some lunch together and then we can go find a spot to have some fun! She meets me for a decent lunch where we sit across from one another and she leans forward to talk to me several times, pressing her tits against the table edge, causing her shirt to gap open and her cleavage to spill out towards me.

She sees me smiling and asks innocently what I’m smiling about. I pull out my phone and snap a picture of her tits and then show her. She giggles and says she didn’t know her shirt was gaping open like that.

We pay out, then go to her car where she suggests I drive. Once we start to pull through the parking lot, she wastes no time in hiking her long tight yet stretchy skirt up to her waste, spreading her legs, propping her right leg up on the door handle. Her neatly trimmed cunt open to the sunlight streaming in the windows as she keeps her eyes on me and begins to rub herself with both hands slowly.

First Time [18m / 18f]

We’re home alone, just as we were on the day we both became acquainted with the mature human form. Both of us are more experienced now, the naivety is gone yet the wonder of our first explorations remains. Unlike the last time, we both know the fundamentals of pleasurable orgasms and we are aware where this encounter is going.

You’re leading the way and I follow nervously behind. Hand in hand we walk into your bedroom. Just that little bit of contact is enough to comfort me and make me want you. I trust you completely.

As we approach your bed I see your childish pajamas sitting there. Automatically, I laugh at you. You shake your head, playfulness is in your eyes when you glance to the ground, pretending to be ashamed of the dinosaur print. I turn my back to you and strip off my t-shirt; my bra springs free with a small tug at the clasp. You’re gazing at my smooth skin, blemished only with a small scar along my spine. Knowing you will be amused, I slip on your pj shirt.

Can’t wait [F]or class to end…

The other day I was sitting in some boring class, not paying attention, just browsing reddit on my phone when I stumble upon some stories from this subreddit. I tried to keep my phone screen close to me so people couldn’t see what I was reading, but I was getting so turned on. I could feel my nipples getting hard through my shirt and my clit ached to be rubbed.

After a few stories, I couldn’t take it any longer. I excused myself out of the classroom and went to the bathroom. As soon as I locked the stall, I pulled my tits out from under my bra and started pinching and twisting my nipples. I pulled off my leggings and rubbed my throbbing clit. I tried to stay quiet but thankfully no one else entered the bathroom while I was in there. After just a couple minutes imagining myself in these stories, I couldn’t hold back. I exploded in orgasm, and even let out a couple soft sighs.

After pulling myself back together, I confidently walked back to class and spend the rest of the class with a big smile on my face, knowing no one knew what I just did. The thought of that turned me on so much I had to go back to the stall after class for another quick one :)