Category: sexystories

Unknowingly used ?

This is going to be a quick story because for most of it I[23] was foggy and going in and out of consciousness. I’ve always liked the idea of being used and not remembering it in the morning. I’ve told my bf[26] this many times, and we had agreed to try it next time I got drunk or high enough. What actually happened isn’t what I had intended.

One night my bf’s friends came over to the apartment for game night. It was fun, filled with drinking, smoking pot, and the slow removal of my clothing. By the time everyone was getting ready to leave, I was in a tight white tank top and a pair of black panties. I was also very drunk. I remember everyone leaving, saying goodnight. The next thing I remember is being thrown on the bed in our very dark bedroom. I think I mumbled something about it being dark or me being too tired. A rough voice from behind me said, “shut up little bitch, it’s my turn to have some fun” and I felt the ball gag being tied roughly behind my head. I remember trying to sit up and not being able to even move my arms. Read more »

The Secret Affair (Chapter Two) [Elena’s P.O.V.]

After the steamy round two in the shower, I grabbed a poof and washed Damon’s body, making sure to clean every inch of him and being gentle on the still hard dick. When I was finished washing, I opened the shower door and grabbed two teal bath towels. I wrapped one around his waist then wrapped another around my chest. I walked out into my bedroom, extremely grateful that I had cleaned it before Damon arrived because after tonight, I had no intention of it being so spotless.

I walked into my walk in closet and pulled out a white lace lingerie and a pair of black basketball shorts for Damon. I tossed the shorts at him and dried off the water still dripping off my body and slipped on the lace. I admired the simple beauty of it in my full length mirror and caught Damon’s gaze behind me. His eyes had gotten dark again and I could see his erection beginning to stand up through his shorts. Read more »

Exhibitionist Texas Flight Attendant Acts Out Her Masturbation Fantasy at an Austin Swinger’s Club

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As a flight attendant and exhibitionist, I take advantage of my travels to find men willing to indulge me in my fantasy of dancing and stripping nude from my flight attendant uniform and then masturbating to orgasm. It could be for a male flight attendant on my crew, someone on the hotel staff, or even as wild as entertaining my pilots in the cockpit on a long all-nighter to Europe. As long as someone is watching me, I get off to it.

Before I got hired by an airline, I used to fantasize about traveling and meeting men to watch me masturbate. It could be to the many cities my airline flew and it could be done anonymously with perfect strangers, which was my ideal fantasy. The world was going to become my exhibitionist playground. Read more »

Family Naked Time Tracker (Saturday)

Saturday:

Lexi woke up the next morning in bed tangled in bundle of sheets and blankets. She fought to get free, but fell on the floor in doing so. Laying there with one leg still twisted on the bed when her brother busted in. “Mom sent me to say it’s your turn to be nude and to verify when your time begins.” Lexi didn’t answer right away, pretending to be asleep. “Come on, I know you’re awake. I saw your eyes open when I came in.” Knowing she was busted, Lexi yanked her leg out and rolled to her knees. Sitting there, she pulled back her messy hair and adjusted her shirt. “So you have to verify me, eh?” She asked with a playful voice. “Well then, where do you want me to start?” Lexi was obviously trying to make Jack uncomfortable. She stood up and started to run her hands on the elastic of her pajama shorts. Jack just crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame. Lexi upped the ante by pulling off her shirt, exposing her bare boobs and turning around and bending over. She peeled her bottoms down slowly without panties, letting them hit the floor. She stood there upside down with her feet apart holding her ankles while smiling big at Jack through her legs. He just scoffed and quickly took the picture. “You asked for it! Remember, no clothes for an hour,” Jack said shaking the Polaroid as he walked away. Lexi jumped up and ran after him. Read more »

About all, she deserved it (m+/f, nc)

She didn’t know how long she had been in the hotel room, what day it was, the hour, none of it. The only thing that she knew was pain, in every part of her body. And thirst and hunger, the only diet she had during her time here had been a steady one of piss and cum. Mostly cum. Her arms were numb, tied up above the booth, barely able to tell flashes were going off through the blindfold they had put on her. Her legs splayed. She didn’t try to keep her legs together anymore, they hit her for that. Instead, her raw sex gaped, dripping. 10 men? 20? She didn’t know. Nothing mattered, she was spent, ruined. All because she had cheated on her fiance.

She hadn’t meant to, she hadn’t planned to do it. It had been an impulse, buzzing after dancing with friends celebrating a promotion. An older man had danced with her, and she had felt electric. He was bold, touching her, his eyes daring her to stop him. She hadn’t. He had groped her on the dance floor, pushing her to a corner, fingering her in the open, her soaked panties shoved to the side. Then, for the first time ever, she’d let a stranger fuck her bareback in an alley, pumping her against a dirty trash bin, cumming on his cock. He’d left her a 50, shaking there, realization of what she had done hitting her as cum dripped down her legs. Read more »

A good fuck part 2 (MFt) (bondage) (strap-on) (non-con)

Continued from my last post

I set up a small camcorder we kept on a tripod in the corner of the bedroom and focused it on the bed.

I tapped Rachel’s shoulder, pulled her back, and lifted my girlfriend onto the bed, leaving her head dangling over the edge for ease of access. I crawled on top of her, kissing my way from her collarbones to her pelvis, stopping only to plant a ring of kisses around each nipple. I turned around, grabbed her thong with my teeth and looked up. Rachel had resumed throatfucking and was pinching and pulling her own nipples. I removed my girlfriend’s thong and kissed my way from her feet to her soaking, gushing cunt as she squirmed, from pleasure or from inability to catch her breath, I’m not sure.

As I reached her lips I gave them a quick lick, teasing her, not quite touching her clit. She moaned around Rachel’s cock, begging for more stimulation. Her hands found their way to my head and pushed me deeper into her muff, her fluids dripping down my face onto the bed. Read more »

Bumblebee Fuck Doll For Bigfoot, Part 1 – Written for a 19/F.

The wispy weightless dreamy feeling gives you a high for a brief moment before the tribal men raise your naked body onto a platform of steel and moss. Moments ago, a quiet average picnic was the biggest plan of your day, an escape from the obsessive mind fuck of large cocks that has overtaken your psyche lately.

Instead, wiping your pussy with your hand to rub away the piss just inside the forest is your last memory before becoming a stolen fuck doll gift for Bigfoot.

The tribal men dragging you into the forest by the hair doesn’t seem real, their dangling cocks have to be another mind fuck from within, a hallucination of sorts, you think, until they stop, and a dark man wearing a large abstract creature head made of pine cones clenches his strong hands firmly onto your throat. His hands move to your lips before the sensation of his fingers prying open your mouth sober your senses. The man proceeds to ram his fist inside your mouth, in and out. The spit pours out of your throat as he opens his hand inside your mouth, and continues to fuck your face. He lets out a grunt to the other men, who come, one by one, and place their fists into your mouth. It seems as though they are measuring your ability to take a giant cock. ‘Maybe they will all try to fuck your face at one,’ you think to yourself as the kidnappers grab your tiny wrists and ankles, and begin to hoist your body onto a platform of metal and moss. Read more »

Exhibitionist Stewardess Will Strip From Her Uniform and Masturbate to Orgasm While You Watch

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I am a real flight attendant for a Major US Airline but what you wouldn’t know from your flight with me is that I am an admitted exhibitionist, addicted really. As a flight attendant, I take advantage of my travels to find men willing to indulge me. When I finally got up the nerve, I started out masturbating for male flight attendants and pilots on my crew. Then I got bolder and befriended a hotel bartender over the course of several Seattle layovers and stripped and masturbated for him after he got off work one night. But now I am drawn to the excitement of performing for total strangers, that is, men that I meet at my layover hotel or maybe even a nearby bar or nightclub.

I think men like the idea of a sexy stewardess performing a striptease so my outfit of choice is my actual flight attendant uniform. I feel sexy wearing it as I walk through the airport with my black heels and a shorter than normal skirt and on the airplane by bending forward in teasing ways to show off my cleavage enhanced by a lacy push-up bra. Read more »

The Secret Affair [Chapter One] (Damon’s P.O.V.)

After the incident in our college bathroom, my mind was just simply blown. I didn’t know what to say or to think. After five years of craving Elena’s touch and kiss, she spontaneously gifted me with more than I could have asked for. Now I want more. So much more. I want to rock her world like she did mine. I want to make her toes curl and to hear my name come from those soft lips. I thought she had a tight grip on my mind and body, but now, I’m possessed with this need to fill and satisfy her. And I’ll be damned if I let this opportunity pass by. Question is, does she want more than just a one time fling? I suppose only time will tell.

While I was lost in thought I had arrived at her house. We had a study date planned so she could pass her Political Science final. I could tell that she was stressed about failing and I hate seeing my best friend that way. So I offered her my help so she could ace the final. I got out of my red Chevy pick up. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous about seeing her again even though she’s my best friend and has been there with me through thick and thin. This afternoon put a whole new twist in our relationship. I’ve gone from desiring her to full on craving her. Read more »