Category: sexystories

Wife’s Massage [MF]

We were out of town on a work trip with my wife’s company, a big thing they do every year. We were all hanging out around the pool area and my wife was complaining to one of her coworkers that she hadn’t been able to get a massage booked. They tend to fill up quickly and it was nearly impossible unless you reserved a spot when registration opened.

One of the guys sitting next to me overheard and mentioned to me that he used to be a massage therapist before he got this job. He was probably around 30 and not bad looking. I asked him what he usually charged and if he’d be interested in making some extra money while on the work trip. He said he’d do it for free and went to check with the spa to see if they had a portable table.

He came back a few minutes later and said that they had a portable table he could use so I decided to surprise her that afternoon. He and I agreed to a time and he went off to make sure the resort sent the table to our room. Read more »

Revenge fun with hubby [bi/ denial/punishment]

A few months ago I found out my husband had cheated on me. I was pissed and hurt and saw the end was near. Sad to say. Luckily we didn’t have kids so it was going to be a pretty easy split.

I didn’t want to be in a tense stressful house so I decided to move on. My husband was clueless and just happy that my bags weren’t packed. We have always had a very active adventurous sex life. He is bisexual and we chat alot to others and even have hooked up a few times with other men.

This night we decided to go out to a bar. I had made my special plans already so all I had to do was seduce my husband which wasn’t going to be a problem. I wore a simple yet sexy black dress. It hugs my large ass nicely and is so low cut my soft heavy breasts almost fall right out.

As we sit at our table and cuddle I can feel Tom’s ( my husband) hand caressing the side of my breast. As the alcohol loosened us up a bit I ran my hand up and down his legs. I could feel his bulge in his pants. After a while of touching and whispering naughty things I wanted to take it up a notch. Read more »

I (f20, str8) have always had a big butt (Part 1)

Boys have just always liked it. For as long as I can remember. And I don’t fucking get it. I just don’t understand the attraction. It’s literally just fat on my glutes; it’s not magical, there’s no fancy spell cast that makes guys entranced by it. It’s just meat.

But for some reason, guys are attracted to girls’ butts. I see a butt, I feel no attraction whatsoever, it’s just like looking at an arm or a hand. But for guys, there is a natural attraction to women‘a butts; I guess I’ll just never understand it.

Since I was in late elementary school, ever since I hit puberty, my butt has carried most of my fat. It’s just my genetics I guess; my mom said she had a sizable butt when she was younger and that she used to be proud of it. I remember in 4th grade when I hit puberty my butt like exploded in size. It was like all the fat that was in my belly and sides just moved to my butt. Of course I was still small, I wasn’t even in middle school yet. Read more »

Galaxy’s Edge Chapter 2: The Auction [Punishment][Servant][Star Wars][M/s]

Chapter 2: The Auction

All she ever knew was the Compound. Ahik Kimo, or Kimo as her fellow sister slaves called her, was a Twi’lek, born and raised in a secure facility. To her owners, she was Slave 18, or “Slut”, or “Bitch”, or “Tweak cum dump”, whatever term they decided to call her, if they were pointing at her or even looking at her, she knew they were addressing her and she had to comply. All Kimo ever knew was her training. The slave thought it was normal. She didn’t understand why newly arrived sister slaves would cry themselves to sleep every night. They didn’t know how easy they had it now before their training became truly rigorous. The slave uniform, barely a strip of cloth that covered nothing, the head cages that kept their head appendages, their lekku, manacled, the constant leering from the guards, all paled in comparison to the strict exercise regiment that had to be followed every day or face punishment. Each slave was kept fit and ready, Read more »

Rainy day blues

Rainy Day Blues

The rain pitter pattered on my roof, and the clouds hung low. It was chilly, so I made a fire and wrapped myself in a blanket, the perfect day for a nap. I lay there, listening to the crackles, flickers and pops of the fire. My eyes felt heavy, the warmth of the blanket, the fire making me sleepy. I heard a small tap on my bedroom door, but thought it was the rain and closed my eyes again and curled up tight under the blanket. Again, the soft tap tap tap at my door. I considered the rain for a moment, as thunder rumbled through the house. I opened my eyes just a bit, and there you are. Smiling, leaning against the door frame, your hair slightly a mess, your dress smattered with rain, you were shivering a bit.

“Care for some company? I’m dying for a nap, too” Smiling at me.

“Absolutely!’

My heart skipped for a moment as I stared at you, so beautiful. You smiled as you walked over to my bed,

‘Ill need to get out of these wet clothes’ as you slipped your dress off, letting it to the floor. Read more »

Red Yellow Green (First post in a maid-bot type fantasy world) [Bi]

Looking over the packages that arrived I knew this was going to be an interesting project. Everyone had heard about the “Maid System” that had become so popular in China. In that country any servant was pretty much required to use it if they wanted to work. In China the system was tied to their social credit scores, so apparently it could help servants move up the social ladder. My fiancée had been hired to reprogram them for western use, and I was a test engineer to help test the functionality.

We installed the cameras throughout the house and into the front and back yards. I put on the basic parts of the outfit. Two motion detection ankle bracelets, two motion detection wrist bracelets, a neck collar (which included a front camera) which connected to a pair of glasses (which also had a camera) and earbuds. Once turned on it was going to be quite the invasion of my privacy, that is for sure. After some initial tests the system turned on. He had a wrist bracelet that was used for some control functions. Read more »

[23F] 3 guys and 1 night

When it comes to the internet, everyone is a voyeur… you get to search for new kinks you might not even know you like or just tried and true content that you already know you want to see. One of the most interesting thing about the internet in 2021 is the accessibility to people that would have been very insulated even a few years ago. Back in the day you had to make do with tweeting at so-and-so, fully knowing they’d never answer you and your message would be lost in a sea of noise, riding the ether along with the petabytes of other images, videos, and inane chatter. If I had been born in the late 80s, instead of the late 90s, I would have been stuck in early facebook years and none of you would have ever seen my tits or know about my deep love of pegging men who crave domination. I want to say that I spend in the ballpark of 2 or 3 hours a day interacting directly with people on various platforms and I really dig being the subject of so many voyeurs. Read more »

Characters Are From a Game But Story is All Mine. First Person Perspective. Fiction.

It’s after 10 pm. After sexting all day just to tease each other you’d met him at his apartment for dinner and dessert. But never made it past the wine. Now you were both stuffing your faces on his couch and watching True Crime tv. A guilty pleasure you both shared. In nothing more than his button up and your panties, you finally put down your plate and sigh. Fed and satisfied (in more ways than one) you stretch your legs out across him and pour two more glasses of wine and hand him one. He absentmindedly begins to rub his hand up and down your leg. A commercial about female sex toys comes on. Kyle shakes his head.
Kyle: “I feel bad for women that lonely” you raise an eyebrow
You: “you don’t have to be lonely to enjoy toys” you laugh.
Kyle: “…..so you?” You giggle and nod. He looks offended.
You: “it’s got nothing to do with you….or any man. We just know how to take care of ourselves” he shrugs
Kyle: “but you can’t take better care of you than I can” you give him a yikes look
Kyle: “you’re saying you can?” He looks at you with pure skepticism on his face when you nod
You: “we all can. We know our bodies better than y’all. It’s not an insult. You get the job done. Very well……veeery well. But I know my body better than you”. Kyle stares at you for a second. You finish your wine. Kyle gets a devious look at his face and finishes his wine too. He sets the glass back on the coffee table and turns to face you
Kyle: “prove it” you smirk at him, knowing exactly what he means but wanting him to come out and say it
You: “prove……what?” You ask, innocently. Kyle laughs darkly.
Kyle: “prove that you know your body better than me. That you can make yourself cum better than I can”. You bite your lip but this challenge was 100% accepted. You begin unbuttoning the shirt slowly. Kyle settles back into the corner of the couch to watch. You pull the shirt open and slowly run your fingers up your stomach to your breasts. You caress and pinch your nipples, quickly arousing yourself. Your breath quickening and you feel your pussy getting wet. You slide your left hand slowly back down your belly to your panties. You slowly begin massaging your clit through them while still teasing your nipples with your right hand. When you feel your pussy getting even wetter you then slide your panties to the side and stick 2 fingers deep inside yourself, moaning out loud now. You slide your right hand down and massage your clit with that hand while finger fucking yourself with your left. Your moans grow louder as you get closer and closer to an orgasm, until finally you cum, hard all over your fingers, your back arching and your breathing jagged.
Kyle: “that was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in person” you are startled when he suddenly speaks. In your bliss, you’d forgotten he was here and why you’d even started finger fucking yourself on your new boyfriend’s couch. You suddenly feel a little self conscious. You smile shyly at him. Kyle leans forward and kisses your knee. His kisses travel up your legs slowly
Kyle: “my turn” as he reaches your inner thighs he stops and looks up at you
Kyle: “you see the problem is….” He licks a long line up your left thigh that sends chills down your spine and you let out a small moan
Kyle: “you know exactly what you’re going to do to yourself. But me, you don’t know if I’m going to kiss you, (he bites hard into your thigh and you moan again), lick you, (he kisses your pussy lightly and it takes everything in you not to shove his entire face into it), or suck you, (he bites into your opposite thigh)”
You: “Kylllllle” you moan
Kyle: “it’s the element of surprise, baby. That is what is going to help me make you cum better than you just made yourself” he then sucks your clit as he slides his own 2 fingers inside you. You scrape your nails against the top of his back and rock your hips into his face. He plays at eating your pussy just long enough to drive you crazy before he pulls back. Having been on the verge of cumming you look down at him, confused. He chuckles and then flips you over, finally removing his shirt from your arms as well as his own beater and boxers. He spreads your legs slightly before your feel his hard dick sliding against your ass as he rubs himself against your a few times before sliding into you. His breath right on your neck begins to bring you back to that orgasm he’d just halted. You fuck back at him as you grip the arm of the sofa. His grunts and the sounds of your wet pussy getting pounded mixing with his thighs clapping against your ass makes you cum hard, even harder (you hated to admit) than you’d just made yourself. And you know he can tell. And he’s being cocky af about it
Kyle: “that’s right baby. Cum all over me! Ah, fuck!” His hold on your hips tightens and he picks up speed
You: “uh! Kyle! Yes baby!” You cum again and then he does too. Hot and sweaty you push him off of you.
Kyle: “so……do I win?” You give him the finger and then get up to redress and get more food. But you can hear him from the living room singing
Kyle: “The Champ is Here!”

Fun Morning [MF]

I wake up next to you with the smell of last night’s sex still in the air.

I look over to you and see you asleep. You look so fucking hot. I lean over and kiss you on the forehead. You don’t even stir. Must be exhausted.

A wicked smile comes across my face. Reaching to our bedside drawer I pull out some silk ties.

I slip the ties around your wrists and tie to the bed above your head. I am always amazed at what you’ll sleep through.

I kiss my way down your body. Can taste last night all over you. Sucking on your tits is always one of my favourite activities.

I start to hear you moan and I look up into your eyes. You are waking up and starting to understand what is going on. Feeling the silk on your wrists and my warm mouth toying with your nipples. I love the feeling of them hardening to my touch.  Your moan of approval lets me know I can proceede but also that you are submitting to me and that your are mine to have. Read more »

The Balmy Night [MF]

The night is balmy, the air hot and heavy. He suggests a dip in the hot tub. They both know it is too hot, that they will be overheated before the end of the first cycle. Still she says yes.

They change into bathing suits. He wears standard drawstring shorts; she chooses an itty bitty string bikini in black. He watches her tie the string around her neck. Watches her heavy breasts lift beneath the stretchy fabric, a small smile on his lips.

The moment they go outside, the moisture in the air weighs on their skin. They laugh at the silliness of sitting in hot water on a night like this, but they don’t stop. The lid of the tub on one side and the closed blinds of the neighbor’s window on the other provide a modicum of privacy. Enough privacy to have a bit of fun. Enough risk of a neighbor popping into their yard to add a bit of spice to the fun. The jets on, she stretches out in the lounger, spreading her toes to allow the water to run between them. An involuntary hmm…escapes her mouth as the jets pummel up and down her body. He sits across from her, watching the stress leave her face. He leans his head back on the headrest, letting himself relax too. Always leaving his eyes slitted open to watch her. Her breasts at the surface of the water looked so buoyant and perky. Why were her nipples so hard, even in this heat? He chuckles. They are hard because she knows he is watching. She can feel his eyes on her. Read more »