A Pair of Ponies – part 2 [Fdom] [Msub+] [petplay]

Mistress took her leave, turning to find her way through the masses and back to her stables. “SLOWER, I want to see that arse working.” Madam called out to her over the sounds of the fair. A cheeky smile of thanks and embarrassment exploding across her face, as she slowed a little and let her hips show her wears through the latex catsuit.

She did not go straight back to the stables, instead doing a lap of the fair looking for a treat for Bitch. As she approached the stables, the crowd had broken down to a few onlookers. Bitch was sitting by the entrance, leaning on the stall divider. Taking note of her two ponies, both were now adorned with pure white bandages neatly wound around their forearms and lower legs.

“Good Bitch,” He sat up straight at her praise. “I have a treat for you.” She walked passed him and motioned him to follow. She lead her pup around the side of the stables to where she had set up his water bowl. Releasing the straps holding his leather muzzle she gently pulled it from his chin, the fixed rubber gag escaping his mouth. He flexed his jaw, enjoying his moment of freedom and regaining some of the lost feelings.

A Pair of Ponies – part 1 [Fdom] [Msub+] [petplay]

Three text messages went out instantaneously, each to their own eager recipient. Short and straight to the point they all informed almost the same things, the three recipients were all required by their Mistress to attend an as yet unknown event. Each of the three male submissives were ordered to be available for a specific day to serve their shared Mistress, none of them knowing that the other two had also received her summons. They all knew of each other and at times had even met and had sessions together under their Mistress, but they all had their own special one on one relationships with her.

She loved each of them in turn as only a Domme could. They all had somewhat similar wants and needs that attracted her desires, but by having the three of them, she could specialise play for each of them depending on her needs. She could also then give each of them enough and push their limits, yet still have another one ready for some play, keeping them all in a constant state of wanting to please her. Her planning had been long and thorough, the messages were nothing more than another link in the chain. She was out to not only give all three of them the day of their lives, but to show her peers the love she had gained from her trio of pets.

My Sister Masturbated Me For Years But I Was Too Naive To Enjoy It [inc][nc]

When I was older I realised what she had been doing to me and I cursed myself for not making the most of it…

I was in 9th grade and my sister was a year older than me. Our rooms were adjacent and shared a common bathroom so we could easily walk across to each other's rooms to hang out. Every night, we used to sit on my bed and talk or play until I was tired and fell asleep. I was a late bloomer and was still sexually unaware. I used to get innocent erections that frequently rose and subsided. Sometimes I lay down to sleep with a full erection pushing up my pyjamas. I thought nothing of it whenever my sister looked at my pointed pyjamas and smiled.

Making Up For Lost Time Parts 2-3 [fm]

Hey everyone. This is the next part to a story I wrote a few days ago.

I know they start kind of slow and that there isn't much sex, but I'm trying to develop the character of Kim.

These are my first stories so please (please!) leave some feedback in the comments!

-Rick


The next day, Kim did as Alex suggested, and asked out a boy during physics lab. His name was Greg. Scraggly hair, busted glasses. Handsome but shy, and very nerdy. Kim had liked him right away.

"Hey Greg, listen… I was wondering if you have any plans tonight?" she asked as they were putting away books.

"Umm… why?" he answered.

"Well, I was wondering if you'd like to go do something? You know… a study date?" said Kim, putting emphasis on the word date.

"Sure. Want to work on the problem set?" Obviously, the emphasis was lost on Greg. So Kim improvised.

"Great! How about my place?"

Greg answered: "umm. I work better at the library. I'm there from 6:00 to 8:20. Anyway, I have to go. If you want help find me on the 4th floor stacks." Greg put on his backpack and left the lab.

You know when real authors imply a sex scene but then don’t actually describe it? Well… technically fanfiction, I suppose. [BDSM-Male dom, prostitution, non-consensual, violent]

He examined the entire album twice and made his choice. He pressed a button on the table beside him. A minute later the woman who had greeted him reappeared. He indicated his selection. She smiled. "Follow me."

After handling the financial arrangements, the woman made a hushed phone call. She waited a few minutes and then led him up a winding marble staircase to a luxurious hallway. "It's the gold door on the end," she said. "You have expensive taste." I should, he thought. I am a connoisseur.

The Hassassin padded the length of the hallway like a panther anticipating a long overdue meal. When he reached the doorway he smiled to himself. It was already ajar . . . welcoming him in. He pushed, and the door swung noiselessly open. When he saw his selection, he knew he had chosen well. She was exactly as he had requested . . . nude, lying on her back, her arms tied to the bedposts with thick velvet cords. He crossed the room and ran a dark finger across her ivory abdomen. I killed last night, he thought. You are my reward.

The Massage [fm]

We're sitting on your couch when you notice I look stressed out; I'm rubbing my neck and I have that look on my face that I get when something's bothering me.

"What's wrong, baby?" you ask, trying hard not to be distracted by my skin-tight tank top and short shorts that reveal my soft, alluring thighs.

"Nothing, my neck just kind of hurts," I reply with a meek smile.

"How 'bout a massage?" I nod and turn around to lay down on the couch, when I instead suggest that we go to your bedroom, as it would be more comfortable. I get up and make my way to your room, your eyes glued to my bouncing butt and swiveling hips as you silently thank whoever created these denim shorts that let my cheeks spill out the bottoms. Upon arriving to your room, I take off my top, revealing to you a lacy black bra that cradles my tits perfectly, as well as slide off my shorts, allowing you to watch me struggle to get them off over my plump, round ass to unveil a matching lacy, black thong. I lay down on my stomach, and look at you.

Life after a college breakup Parts 0-2 [MF]

Hi everyone. This is my first story… there is quite a bit of buildup before the actual sex. Hope you don't mind, and hope you like! I have a few other parts already written out that come after, will link after I post.

"Well, it's over," Kim muttered as her bf ex boyfriend closed the Skype window. They had started dating when she was starting high school, and had been together for four years. The entirety of her young adult life, basically, and now it was over.

Back when they were dating, she often thought about how they would deal with college (she was in Philadelphia, he in California). It was more of a fantasy than a worry: him visiting, meeting her new friends; spending thanksgivings together for the first time; maybe a spring break together next year; kissing after months apart. She was looking forward to it all, and now, with one sentence, it had ended. "I'm sorry Kim, but I feel like I need to be single in order to thrive here."

"Well," thought Kim. "Fuck it. I can be single and thrive here too."

Seven Days of Pleasure Chapter 15 (Finally! only a year later…) [m/mast, f/m, exhb, f/m/m/m)

This is my first time trying to write a sexy story. I'd love some feedback if you're willing to give it (and especially if it's nice!).

I'm sorry that it's taken so damn long to get back to writing this. I really do enjoy writing, but sometimes life gets in the way. Hopefully things will continue to flow along and I'll be able to finish the story soon!

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"Jesus Christ… do you store that stuff in the fridge or something? It's fucking freezing!" Eric exclaimed as his lover applied a generous helping of lube to his asshole.

"Pipe down, you. You know darn well it came out of the drawer, not the fridge," Andrew retorted. "This was your idea, remember?"

"Yeah, well, I wasn't expecting it to be so cold," Eric replied. He laid on his stomach with his ass in the air, his hard cock pressed uncomfortably between his body and the bed. He changed position so he was on all fours, which simultaneously relieved the pressure and gave Andrew better access to his most private parts.

Young Lust [fm]

I’m at your house, in your room. I’m wearing a too-small pencil skirt that hugs my ass just right and a crop tank top that shows just my tummy and bellybutton ring poking out over the top of the skirt. As I plop down on your bed, you look at me at just the right angle to see my cleavage jiggle just slightly in my push-up bra. With a cute little sign I lay down on my stomach, just like a always do, in my favorite position. you can’t take your eyes off my ass, sloping from the deep arch in my back, protruding from the too-small skirt that’s incidentally revealing the bottom of my cheeks.

You climb on the bed after me, still gazing at the curvy body in front of you. You place your knees on the bed outside of my thighs and run your hands down my sides, tracing the hourglass curves of my waist to my hips. I turn around, look at you and giggle. You see the lust in my eyes as I look you up and down, and can’t help but know what I’m thinking. You can do whatever you want to me, they say, as your strong hands linger on my mesmerizing hips.

Lesbian Spanking, Redheart’s Red Bum [FF, sub, dom, spanking]

(One of my longer, less weird stories. You may find my other stuff at: http://lonelyscoots.tumblr.com/ )

Nurse Redheart was in the kitchen, just making some sandwiches and getting a glass of milk. Lyra calls from the other room for Redheart to make her one as well. Redheart would look to the table, noting that she'd already put everything back, but just imagining Lyra's face she spoke up "Eh… Yeah, of course." she called and started getting everything out again and making Lyra one as well. Butter, cheese and cucumber. Redheart really didn't want to forget Lyra's cucumbers. She'd done that once more and… there had been consequences. Recalling that time she got a pink tone to her face as she looked down at the cucumber before putting it back in the fridge and pouring up another glass of milk"What's taking so long?" Lyra asked loudly, right behind Redheart who in her shock dropped the glass, shards and milk spreading across the floor. With a terrified look she looked to Lyra and Lyra… just grinned.

Redheart's face was crimson red and she stared for several moments, Lyra still just grinning firmly, before she looked down at her feet. "I-I'm so sorry, Ms Heartstrings!"