Submissive story cuck boy for his ma’am and sir

Hey guys this is a story I wrote for my sir and ma’am. I am there submissive cuck boy. I would love comments on how to serve them!!!

I walk into the room with my head bowed and my eyes on my feet. While my cock stands at attention my brain knows why I am here. This is not for my pleasure or a meet up for sex. Essentially this was the equivalent of her pulling her vibrator out of her drawer. Although I like to think I’m more useful than that. Depending on the day sir and ma’am might agree or disagree.

Let me back up real quick. My situation. I am a 22 year old male. On the outside I’ve got it all together. However the secret is I am a submissive cuckboy to my dominant couple. Sir and ma’am control nearly everything in my life. Sir is busy a lot so I keep ma’am satisfied as best I can. When I’m lucky I get to service them both.

How I [27F] Met My Fuck Buddy Ben [18M]. [MF]

One night I was home alone watching Netflix and I got a notification on my phone from someone on Tinder. I checked his profile and his name was Ben, he was a total hottie, he was Caucasian and was 6’1, had an athletic body, dark brown hair, and blue eyes. I messaged him back and we started chatting, he was very charming and flirtatious, I ended up asking if he wanted to go out to dinner with me and he quickly replied “Sure.” so I told my boyfriend I was heading out to meet up with some friends. Fast forward and I’m at a restaurant with Ben and he was super funny and telling me about his interests as well as hobbies. He hit on me a few times and complimented my body, which I thought was extremely sweet, we ate and chitchatted more until he asked if I wanted to go back to his place. We eventually got there and sat on his couch talking, I put my hand on his thigh and began rubbing it up to his package, I felt him get hard and he kissed me. I squeezed his cock while our tongues were all over each other, he pushed me over and got on top of me and lifted up my shirt then began kissing down my body, he pulled my leggings and panties down and started eating my pussy, and that boy knew how to use his tongue. I grabbed his head pushing him into my pussy and rubbed it on his face and he started fingering me so gooood, he got up and removed his clothes revealing a beautiful 10 inch cock. I got on my knees, removed my bra and licked up his shaft and kissed the tip before swallowing his entire young dick, he was so shocked that I wasn’t gagging. I got up and he reached into his jeans that were on the floor and grabbed a condom from his wallet, I pushed him on the couch and put the condom on with my mouth. I stood up and sat on his dick, I bounced up and down while he reached around me grabbing my ass, I held the top of the couch and began moving back and forth on that cock extremely fast. He tightened his grip on my booty and I ended up cumming, he picked me up and brought me to the other side of the couch and bent me over pounding away at my pussy. I screamed in pleasure and backed up into him, my ass rippled and he kept squeezing it until I came again. He thrusted faster and deeper then put his hand on my throat choking me, he told me I was his slut and I that made me so happy, I came again as he pounded me relentlessly. He picked me up and held me by my booty, I put my arms around his shoulders and he fucked me in the air, I was screaming his name and telling him how amazing it felt. He dropped me on the floor and removed his condom telling me he was gonna cum, I turned around and arched my back shaking my ass begging for his cum, he shot a massive load on this big booty and told me how much he loved it. We ended up showering together and I decided to stay the night.

Two bodies become one [MF] [Str8] [drugs]

There’s charcuterie on the table, accompanied by an oud wood scented candle and the soft sounds of Italian music playing faintly in the background. I’ve decided tonight is going to be special. Not for any particular reason, I just find it’s not often that men are on the receiving end of romantic gestures.

I’m wearing that dress he likes and waiting eagerly by the door. I hear the jingle of his keys outside and he walks in as the opening notes of That’s Amore start playing. I give him a long kiss and he chuckles and asks “What’s all this about?” I smile and respond “I wanted to do something special for you.” He notices the edibles I purchased earlier and smiles knowingly. It’s been at least a year since we had a marijuana fueled lovemaking session. We sit down at the table, talking, laughing, and eating, savouring each other’s company. When we’re done we move to the couch and ingest the sweet mango flavoured drug and watch a movie while we wait for the effects to kick in. An hour passes and I can tell he’s feeling the high, it always hits him first. I suggest we go to bed so we shut off the TV and make our way to the room.

[MF] My New Breeding Partner

Today was the day. Deadline day. My wife discussed having a second baby but this, this was crazy. I parked the car and got into the house. There waiting for me was my friend’s wife laying on the couch with the same lingerie she had texted me a week earlier. Let’s rewind the clock and first tell you  little about myself. I’m a 30 something year old Latino male. You can call me Jose. I am a bit fit but not as fit as my high school days. Got the ol’ dad bod going on. Short hair. My wife is a bbw latina. Long hair Nice slappable ass. Her name is Sarah. 

This all came about one bbq when we were all hanging out. Sherine, my friend’s wife, and Sarah were talking what about I don’t know. I was just transfixed on Sherine. She was short, plump but not fat. Long blond hair and a nice butt. She was wearing a sundress that complemented her figure nicely. Sarah was wearing a nice jumpsuit that was low enough to show her chest between her breasts. 

The conversation then switched to when are we going to have the second one. “Not any time soon,” I joked, “what about you guys?” 

[MF] Cigar Night – A FemDomme Experience

Cigar and My Boy Bitch

Getting into the world and space of Feminine Domination has been a journey for me. One that has changed my life. One that has brought us closer together and one, quite frankly, has saved our marriage.

I saw this image and it reminded me of a scene that we played out not too long ago. I’ve been encouraged to write more about our journey and our experiences, and this is an experience that I will never forget.

We are both working professionals with plenty of disposable income and with COVID, we’ve had to curb many of our favorite things. Cigars and good Whiskey are a part of our relationship and have always been a treat. We live in a large city with several great cigar bars and we both play that up. I always dress in sexy lingerie, heels and as revealing a dress as I can. He’s always in sport coat and slacks and we just love the vibe, the whiskey and the staff are always dressed up. Men are in suits and the ladies are in heels and black dresses. It’s upscale, it’s sexy and we can get a good cigar and a couple of high-end drinks and then go home and make love.

Don’t Forget Who You Belong To [M/ftm] [Gay] [nc] [Mdom] [stepfather] [rough]

Being home for fall break was strange. Sean lay in his old bed, blocking his view of the familiar ceiling with his phone. When he heard the knock at the door, he barely moved.

“What?”

“Just checking in.” He glanced up from his phone to see Carl standing in the doorway. His mom had met Carl during Sean’s senior year of high school. They had gotten married while Sean had been at college. He hadn’t bothered to come home for the wedding. “I see you’ve settled in.”

“Yeah. I live here.”

“I do, too. You should have come and said hello.”

“Why would I bother?”

“It’s polite.” Carl leaned in the doorway. He was still dressed from work, white dress shirt tucked into black slacks. He had barely even loosened his tie. His sleeves were rolled up over his forearms, probably from helping Sean’s mother out in the kitchen. “I expect a level of respect from you.”

Sean rolled his eyes. “Fuck you, Carl.”

Carl stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. “Get on your knees.”

Sean put down his phone. “What?”

I found her thong on the ground out the apartment building laundry room.

57 M4F I recently walked at an apartment complex near a local university and I noticed a lite green garment on the ground and as I approached the object I noticed that it was a pair of panties. I reached down and picked them up and put them in my jacket pocket.

These were thongs and when got the opportunity to check them out I noticed that they were dirty and had a beautiful stain of female grool and I was totally shocked and amazed that I could be so lucky to have found them on ground in front of the laundry room of the apartment building.

When I got home and I got an opportunity to smell them I decided to have a good time having an orgasm and and major ejaculation.

The smell of her panties was lite and sweet and the discharge was white and creamy and I know that their are tons of sexy college young ladies living in the apartment complex and I have seen them in their booty shorts with camel toes and booty cheeks hanging out and I have always wondered if they had these types of panties under those tight booty shorts.

Bo and Me, Chapter 8 — Sealing the Deal (fg, mast, rom)

**Chapter 8 — Sealing the Deal**

At home we put our swimwear in the laundry, then sit down for dinner. Afterwards, Mom and Dad plop down on the couch to watch a movie on TV. Bo and I say our goodnights and retreat upstairs.

“I’m gonna be on my computer,” I tell Bo when we get to my room.

“Are you really?” Bo asks, sounding a little crestfallen.

“Why, what do *you* wanna do?” I ask her, grinning.

“Um. I think you know,” she says meekly.

I shrug. “Clueless.”

“Can we, um, cuddle?” Bo asks awkwardly.

“Your bed or mine?”

“Yaaaay!” she exclaims, beaming. “Mine.”

“Okay.” I grin. “Gonna be right over. Let me change into my pyjamas.”

“Oh, right. See you in a minute!”

She goes into her room, leaving the door ajar. I change into my pyjamas while Bo does the same. I can hear the fluffing of her blanket as she crawls into bed. “Come on over,” she calls.

Bo and Me, Chapter 7 — Spilling the Secret (fgg, rom, nosex)

**Chapter 7 — Spilling the Secret**

I peek out from behind the shed. Not far away some kids are playing soccer, but they’re engrossed in their game. I walk out ahead of Bo who’s carrying the change in one hand, our cookies in the other. I feel lightheaded and my body is warm all over. If Bo’s face is any indication, we’re both still blushing.

“You can go to the spot without me,” I tell Bo. “I’ll catch up with you in a minute.”

“Where are you going?” she asks.

“By the poolside. I need to take a cold shower.”

“Oh yeah, that does sound really good. I’m going with you.”

We proceed past the soccer field to the hedge, which is really a tall thicket of shrubs some four meters wide with a few openings in it to get to the other side. “The smallest jungle in the world,” Bo says as we push our way through it, and I have to laugh.

We cross the lawn on the other side and descend down the stepped stone terrace, exchanging uncertain looks as we stop in front of one of the few cold-water showers by the poolside.

Bo and Me, Chapter 6 — “Falling into Grace” (Part 2, fg, rom, nosex)

**Chapter 6 —** ***Falling into Grace*** **(Part 2)**

It’s still foggy the next morning, but gradually the clouds clear up — and just like that, fickle spring is back again. Bo doesn’t ask for any more cuddle time that night, and of course I’m too much of a wuss to ask for it myself, but at least I’m not scared anymore of losing my little sister’s affection. Sure, maybe we won’t go back to kissing, but our new game of breathing on each other’s skin is great, too.

On Friday, Mom announces over dinner that she and Dad have decided to get annual passes for the pool for all of us. Bo and I cheer, which makes Mom and Dad cheer, too. We’re all stoked.

The next morning after breakfast, Bo and I go up to our rooms to get ready for the pool. After she closes the door behind her I strip naked, then put on my white one-piece swimsuit with a T-shirt and shorts on top. I stash a pair of clean panties in my backpack, along with a book, headphones and my Discman, which is currently equipped with *One Hot Minute* by the Red Hot Chili Peppers.