[MF] Tied up and blindfolded

Axelle had not anticipated that things would get this rough.

And she had not anticipated quite how much she would like it.

But, as the interrogation wore on, and as her captor’s attentions grew bolder and more physically demanding, she was forced to admit that somehow this was making her even wetter than before. This was a torture of a different sort: struggling to maintain a dispassionate demeanor while her body responded to the stimulation in unexpected ways. Willing herself not to give in to the feelings coursing through her being, knowing that there was no one there to see or judge her if she failed.

Lunch Time [Fsub] [mast]

He climbs into the car for lunch. Your there. Waiting.
I was here 10 min ago looking for you. Waiting. I had been antsy all day. Rushing to do this, running to do that. To get everything ready. Perfect.
You wore your skirt to work today. Professional. Nice button up front shirt. Little cleavage. Until you pop a botton. Breathing room.
You bought a new pair of panties. Just for the occasion.
Black. Split crotch. Pearls run the center. A string of pearls. When you pulled them out of the package you were surprised. How comfortable could these really be? Pearls.
But you put them on today. He told you to. Daddy.
But you also put on a second normal set overtop. Keep everything in a nice neat package.
You took the second pair off 10 min ago. Your soaked. Been soaked. Every bumb of the road sends shooks through your clitoris. The constant rubbing. Little dry at first. But the juices were flowing by the time you arrived at eork. That second set came in real handy.
So you begin to eat lunch. Chit chat. Your eating. Its lunch time. Lunch time is almost over and nothing about the panties is brought up or talked about.
As soon as his car pulls away you skirts up. You’re fingers are sloshing in and out of your soaked pussy. You so wanted him to ask about the panties. To know. But he knew. Little bit hyper. Just quick. Like the orgasmic flashes on your eyes. Closed to the outside world. Being seen in your minds eye. Seeing the face of your Sir. To await his commands. His wishes.
He knows that your lunch time masterbation only makes you want more. You go back to work. You put the second pair back on. Cotton panel helps with the grool.
You tell yourself no walking around when you get back.

A normal day, a shower, some (F)riends and (M)e – Part 1

It was a normal day, got up at 6:50, ate something, went to work, had lunch, back to work, come home, had dinner and then I had a nice shower, up to this point it was all normal.

When I was in the shower with some hard rock playing in the background, relaxing a bit after a long day, a horny thought passed by in my mind. For me, when I get aroused the slightest it’s really hard not to keep going, and I was in the shower, so I decided to entretain myself, but there was a problem, my parents were at home so I had to be very carefull not to make any strange noise.

The hot water was running down my body while I starded touching my penis, it grew bigger and bigger, with the help of the motion of my pelvis, forward and backwards, one hand on the wall and eyes closes, imagining to have sex with my crush. At some point, in the middle of the action, I hear a noise and the worst that could happen, happened, the door opened. Panic in my eyes, I turned around as fast as I could facing the wall like nothing was going on, with the penis in my hand.

[M]y [F]irst happy ending massage

Ok so this story takes place a few days ago now since I’m only just getting around to writing it. I’ll also preface by saying I have never been a super talented writer or great at telling stories but I thought this was just too good to leave untold. I’m also on mobile so if there’s any spacing issues with my paragraphs let me know so I can fix it.

For the past week I have started up with a bunch of physical activity. I joined the gym and also start football training (Australian football for clarification). So I’d been very sore for a few days with all that exercise mounting on itself after god knows how long of nothing thanks to COVID lockdowns.

I got home from work on Friday after 2 especially long days working and just thought “fuck this I need a massage”. I have probably never actually said this before, I’ve had massages before but it’s just never really been my thing, the only time I really didn’t mind one was a reflexology thing I had done but that’s probably expensive here anyways. Anyways, I went on Google to try and find a place that looked decent, was open after 6pm and wasn’t too far away. I also didn’t really want to go to one in a shopping centre because I’ve seen people there getting massages and I’d rather not have some kind of audience.

[MM] True story of my second first time

This happened several years ago, when I was a naive and inexperienced college boy grappling with his sexuality. To preface, I’d had an inkling for awhile that I was bi. An ex-girlfriend and I used to watch porn together and would frequently watch gay and lesbian sex (we later had a MFFM 4sum but that’s a different story on my page) and we’d even experimented with using anal beads and her dildo on me, which I confessed I loved.

Flash forward to college, I’d played with my ass a few more times and watched my share of gay porn but was still only hooking up with girls (or at least trying to).

It was a typical night out for an under-21 college kid. I went over to some friends house and we proceeded to get drunk. Around 10, we invited some girls over, and things eventually got out of hand, and soon they were having a full-blown house party. At that point, my night got a little fuzzy and I came to hearing my name as was drunkenly making out with a girl on the porch. It was my friends girlfriend telling me that I was needed to help take care of him.

Missys not a cheater pt2 [Mf][Nc][Bd]

Dan moved his hand from her mouth. “ easy way”. She said quietly. Dans hand let go of her wrist, and she felt the blood flow go back to her hands. His right hand slid down to her right inner thigh and up to her panties. His fingers gripped the elastic waist band and tugged them down. “ Oh my. I expected you to be wet. But this?! Ha youre body is begging for cock. Fuck I could shove my fist up that sloppy cunt with no resistance.

And with that Dan pushed two fingers into Missys soaking pussy. They slid in with little resistance. He pumped in and out roughly keeping his thumb pressed to her clit. Missy felt awful. She shouldn’t be enjoying this, she shouldnt be enjoying the feeling of this stranger stretching her pussy, she hated it. She though of Kent and the kids. But she didn’t have a choice. If she made him cum fast, maybe he would be done with her and she could get out of this hell. Dan pulled his fingers from her cunt, and pulled his hand up to her face. His hand was glistening to his writs. “ now look what you did. For all that struggling youre nothing but a cheating slut who gets off on fighting me off a bit isn’t that right?” He smeared his hand across her face from her forehead to her chin. Missy stayed quite not answering the question. Dan raised his hand and slapped her across the face. It stung. It wasn’t hard enough to leave a mark but it hurt like hell. “ I asked you a question slut. Now answer it.”

When my son hugged me from behind 2

After that night, in the morning, my son and i we both were awkward in front of each other. We didn’t talked much. In the afternoon we had lunch together. After that we started watching movie on the television. We were sitting on a couch together and it was freezing outside so i took my blanket on me and sat on couch with him. He was sitting next to me and then he asked if he can join in the blanket bc it was cold weather. So we both started watching the film, while watching we touched each others hands and then slowly we rubbed each other hands and I slowly started moving my hands towards his pants. And roshan (my son) started to liking it. I took his dick in my hand and started shaking up and down. Then i went inside the blanket and pull his dick out and put it in my mouth. It was warm. I pushed his dick more deeper inside my mouth and his dick was sensitive and i sucked that like a lollipop and then tried to push it more deeper. And he shouted mommmm .this time i sucked his dick very hard. Then i sat on him and started riding his dick. Slowly at first and then faster. He started moaning and calling me “mom harder and harder” and trust me, when he said “mom harder” i felt so good. I started humping his dick very hardd. While i was riding, he bites on my tits and I shouted loud stop it baby dont bite my nipples but he didn’t stop, he was biting my nipples as if he was chewing them. Then he choked me hard. This was the first time someone choked me, it felt weird at frst but frst two minutes in and i was telling him, push my neck harder son. He kept doin it and then he said m gonna cum, I told him to cum inside me. He did off his load in my pussy fir long time. Then i sat on his dick for next 5-10 minutes kissing him.

Are you a Dom? What’s next? This is a series for beginners on a path to dominance or anyone who loves great erotic stories and pictures. [Str8] [Bi] [bdsm]

Standing in the dimly lit dungeon room, warm uplighters adding a red glow to the mysterious darkness, I could see a dozen or so couples milling around talking quietly between themselves. Some sounds of carnal pleasure could be heard nearby as the intersection of alcohol and a sexually charged swingers environment started to play out. Suddenly, my attention was drawn to the dungeon door about 30 ft away to my left. I averted my gaze from the spiderweb cross in front of me to the sight of a couple entering the room.

A medium-height man, accountant-looking, mid-30s, bulging belly, with short side-parted dark brown hair, white collared shirt and black slacks and shoes. Nothing remarkable about him at all apart from the fact that he was holding a leash attached to a collar around the neck of an attractive, slim, young woman in her early 20’s. The girl had mousy brown hair, slightly curly that dropped to her shoulders. She had her hair pulled away from her face with a clip on the top of her head. She was wearing a collar made of black leather with an O-ring in front where the leash attached. She was wearing a bikini-top and a mini skirt just short enough to show her pert tight young ass. Her hands were restrained in some basic black leather cuffs. It was quite a sight to see compared to the majority of older couples in attendance. To say she captivated the room would be an understatement.

We met online [Str8] [Bi] [bdsm]

The warmth between my legs kept my mind drifting…I had never been online dating before. The thought of meeting a stranger, opening those same legs up to someone new, someone I barely knew, made me even more excited. The fantasies and thoughts were now a deep yearning. I needed to be fucked, it had been years since I’d been fucked properly despite being married for 12 years.

Twelve years with a man who could never make a decision, never plan for a vacation, never take spontaneous action and would never make a move on me.

“How did I let it last so long?” I asked myself. Luckily I had a distraction in raising my son and working, but seriously…

“How did I get here 12 years later? When is it time for me and what I want in life?” I asked myself again and again.

Missys not a cheater Pt 1[Mf][NC][bd]

Missy was finishing up her rounds at work. Warm water blanketed her soap covered hands while she rubbed them together. She had a long day but she managed to keep most of herself clean for once, and her best friend Britt was coming in from out of town. It had been almost a year since her last visit and they had quite the night planed. Kent was watching the kids, and their clingy dog, while they went out to dinner, and more than likely drinks after. The last time they went out Britt had gotten too drunk halfway into dinner and Missy had to go full mom mode and hold her hair while she puked out the window of their Uber. Not this time. She needed to relax. Between work and the kids she just needed a break. Spending time with Kent after the kids went to bed was wonderful but this scratch an itch Missy had been ignoring for months. She got changed into a cute black dress and pair of heels to match. She wanted to look cute so she put on some make up and made her hair presentable. By the time she walked out to her car it was already dark.