A denial story [MF]

I’ve always loved sex, and I’ve always felt I had a kinky side hiding just beneath my vanilla surface. Through a series of fortunate events, I happened to meet Samantha. We live states apart but our paths cross every so often for work. I always knew that sex could be so much more than vanilla. I knew there was a rabbit hole just waiting to be explored. But I didn’t have the courage to say “fuck it” and be brave. At least, until I met her… and she ever so gently lured me down that rabbit hole.

We began building our kinky relationship, and over time landed on orgasm control and denial. She is the first and only person to ever edge or ruin me. I love every moment of it, every emotion, and I crave her more each day for it. One of the times our paths crossed was when she was on a mini vacation with friends, and I was in the same area for a work trip.

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Our meet-up [MF]

This is the part where I tell you a story about the first time you and I met in person.

It turns out we don’t live that far apart after all, we decide to meet at a midpoint between us. We settle on a relatively metropolitan area with some places to dine and walk outside afterward.

After dinner, we go for a walk along a populated main Street, taking in the sites, doing a little window shopping while we chat. To the casual observer we look like any other couple, aware of this, we play into it a little bit. Walking a little closer together and we might have otherwise, you catch me stealing little glances at you. I catch you doing the same. We come upon a little Park as the Sun is setting. We sit on the swings together and talk about what the rest of the evening has in store. We’ve had a very nice time, and it might be best to just end it here, go our separate ways and continue our conversations online. I mentioned that I’m thinking about getting a hotel room, because the drive back is a little longer than I’d prefer to do this late in the evening. You casually mention that you’ve already booked a hotel room in the event that you were not going to drive home, you offer it to me. I ask what you plan to do (clearly a little slow). You take me by the hand and we start walking. Shortly after, We have made it to the hotel, have checked in at the front desk and are walking with our bags to the room. At this point the very air is crackling with our sexual energy.

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New pre-game ritual (MF) (Public) (OC)

Saturday morning, game day, I wake up and go through my pre-game routine: shit, shower, shave, game day attire and ready to go. Doesn’t take a whole lot to care for my fairly short blonde hair, mustache and goatee topping my 5’11” 200 pound frame. I gather my tailgate alcoholic beverages, put them in the cooler, and load up the car. I just need to make one stop before heading to the stadium for the day: the gas station for a bag of ice and my usual pre-game juice for hydration.

I pull up to the station – gasoline level is good, so let’s just head in. Walk in the front door and turn to see Alice, a slightly weathered brunette with a cigarette hanging out of her mouth, my usual Saturday morning cashier, and say, “Hey there lady! Ready for the game?” A quick smile forming around that cigarette as she replies, “You know it! Go get ‘em!” Smiling, I turn straight for the ice, grab a bag and put it under my arm, then turn to the juice section of the cooler. Looks like they are out of my usual pre-game drink. Hmm, maybe there’s some in the cooler that just hasn’t been stocked? I look at Alice and point in the cooler. She just nods and points, then returns to helping the customer at her register, cigarette smoke wafting up around her head.

The Organization Chapter 5 (mF)

Chapter 5.

“Well Niko, have you given thought about your mentors” Asked Dr. Hogan.

“Well, I guess I have a few questions but I think I know what they should be from your descriptions.” I answered and looked around. The three women were all smiling at me. “Mr. Kopecek, would you be my coordinator?” He nodded and grunted assent. “Mrs. Moore, would you be my partner?”

She smiled and nodded yes as a blush traveled up her cheeks as Ms. Willow giggled and said, “Lucky” then winked at me.

I smiled feeling a little more confident and shuffled the papers around looking at Ms. Willow’s file and noting under specialties, knots, restraint, domination. I looked up and she could see I was reading her file. I’d have never thought of sweet Ms. Willow. “Ms. Willow, would you be my instructor?” She smiled and nodded.

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[22f] [str8] Collage Party and David[18m]

In my senior year of college, my friend was hosting a party at their house, celebrating graduation. Her parties were always fun, because her family was loaded, the house was ginormous and she always invited a ton of people to live it up. I decided to go of course, but my boyfriend really didn’t want to, and he got really mad at me because I said I was  going. He even tried to make me feel guilty. He could be such a little bitch sometimes.

When I was at the party, my boyfriend kept texting me passive aggressive things until I reached the point where I couldn’t deal with it anymore; so I just shut my phone off. To help forget about I him I found my way to the bar and started drinking my way through my friend’s stash of Malibu.

Power Play – Part 6

He is the last one to leave the office again, or so he thought. As he exits the building he looks over to her office to see her light is still on. She never stops, he thinks to himself. 

At that moment he feels his phone vibrate in his pocket. He pulls it out and instantly feels his heart rate rise when he sees her name. 

Her text reads, “I need you now.” 

He is finished for the evening and is due to get a flight in the next few hours for a business meeting. She knows this. 

He replies, “I’m just leaving, my flight is in a few hours.” 

He feels an instant buzz in response. “I can see you haven’t left yet.” He looks up towards her office. “Oh Fuck.” He mutters. She has opened her blind slightly and is standing watching him. She is wearing nothing but her white shirt. It hangs loosely on her body, buttons undone, partly revealing her pert breasts underneath. It barely covers her ass and her silky brown legs are fully exposed. Red high heels still on. 

He walks towards his car, slowly. His phone vibrates once more. “Don’t keep me waiting.” 

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First Date [Str8] [FM] [BDSM] [Mdom]

You arrive to pick me up for our first date. We had been talking online for quite some time, building that need to finally meet in person. I open the door and you are standing by your car, not a trace of nervousness on your face. The rush of butterflies starts in my stomach and teases down between my thighs. I take a deep breath to push down the anxiety. I see your eyes look me up and down, taking in the sight of my sweatshirt and dinosaur silk shorts. You reach your hand out as I get near, pulling me to you. I wrap my arms around your neck as you crane your head down. I can hear the intake of breath as you smell my vanilla perfume. You open my door and smile, “The Drive-in awaits babygirl.” I feel a small tingle in my pussy as I blush and sit down in the front seat.

Memory

When I was young, naive, and just starting out in my sexual exploration, I had an equally inexperienced and pretty vanilla boyfriend. Like most first times, losing our virginity together was exciting in its novelty but nothing spectacular. However, it began to awaken my inner cum slut.

I soon discovered that I love to suck cock. I would give him head anytime, anywhere. It started out in dark movie theaters every weekend. We’d go to one of those big cineplexes of the late 1990s where the arm rests could raise up and I would lie across his lap. I’d stroke his cock through his jeans to get a reaction and he’d never disappoint me. Soon I’d have his raging hard cock pulled out, stroking it up and down as he’d look around nervously. I’d start to lick and suck the tip, slowly working my mouth down as far as I could. Even with his worrying about getting caught, it would never take long before he’d pump my mouth full of cum.

Soon enough, I started giving him road head in his mom’s early 90’s Ford Escort. He’d pick me up for a date and I could barely wait to get out of my neighborhood before I’d have my lips wrapped around his dick.

New to Exhibitionism – Part 3

I have had this longtime fantasy of getting fucked in an adult cinema and my FB knows this…. Since our last hardware store visit we talked about going back for more. He said we should hit up the theater after since I’m trying new things. I told him I’d think about it and we headed out to play.

We parked our cars so he could see me. I was already soaked. I took out my toys and towel, pulled down my top and started playing with myself. My clit was so swollen and sensitive. After about 10 mins of cumming, a guy came back to the truck parked on my driver’s side. My window was completely down and I was moaning while I looked at him. He got in his truck but rolled down the windows so he could see me clearer. He told me how good I looked. I told him thank you. Being caught made me so horny, it was such a rush. At the same time, the guy parked in front of me was walking back to his car right past my rolled down passenger side window. I didn’t know where to focus so I just started fucking my pussy harder. Guy number 1 drove off shaking his head and smiling.

My usual days. [gender fluid] [straight, exh]

I don’t really know what to tell you.

So you want to join the club, huh? What are you looking for? Easy money? Higher return on your assets, because that is quite reasonable, I think. You have been unfortunate enough to experience men-duds and it’s time to stop blaming yourself and take up the opportunity to be an independent woman who is successfully in charge of her destiny.

I promise you to make you into a very high paid actress with absolute minimum exposure. You will be able to maintain anonymity and you will never have to show your face on camera. You will be able to work the hours you want and have total control over your time and exposure.

Of course there is some minimum of time required for you to put it and we would have to evaluate your suitability within The Empire.

What is The Empire? The Empire is the the ‘sex umbrella’ that all my erotic creations fall under – so they are all distinct but satisfy all the organic cravings of a biological male, as that is our prey. Yes, prey. We will use every advantage that biology has given us and that is our femininity and vaginas. I will use my femininity and my big dick, and you will use your femininity and your vagina.