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Plugged on a Plane [MF] [D/s] [bdsm]

Christmas. ‘Tis the season for helping others, spending time with loved ones, and of course, presents. Especially presents to yourself… that your Sir makes you get at 11pm on a school night.

It was a butt plug. Small, vibrating, remote-controlled. You see, at this sweeter, more innocent time, this now fully blossomed slut before you did not own a single butt plug. (I know, how is that even possible?) I had had anal sex before, and sort of enjoyed it, but I’d never been with anyone who wanted to own and explore every last inch of me. It was new and exhilarating, and when my Sir told me I needed to plug my ass, I had absolutely no problem driving 20 miles to the only sex store open that late. Only a few weeks in and I was *gone*.

We played with it some that week. I had to adjust to the fullness, and I just *had* to let him play around with the vibrating settings. Being long-distance, the feeling of letting him totally control my pleasure was overwhelming and intense but so intimate as well. Read more »

[mf oral inc] Mark&Amy Chapter 6

**Chapter 6**

Mark turned his face up toward the shower, letting the hot water pull everything away. Well, almost everything. Stress, worry, it usually all subsided with a good shower. But he couldn’t help thinking maybe he’d gone too far with Amy. The way she’d run out after he’d gotten her off… maybe it was too much for her to handle. He’d probably screwed up the whole thing. He sighed.

It wasn’t even about manipulation anymore. Sure, it had started out that way. He’d seen an opportunity, a path to a goal, and he’d taken it. He’d lied and teased and tricked his way into his sister’s pants. Well, into her throat. Whatever.

But then she’d run out like that, and his heart sank. He knew he’d upset her, screwed up her head, and that wasn’t what he wanted. He’d sent her a message, a gentle prodding to come back and talk to him, but he knew it wouldn’t work. He’d lost it all, just when he’d been so close. And now she’d probably run back to that sweaty mouth-breather of a boyfriend and let him keep using her. And where had that asshole Greg been, anyway? Amy spent all her time here, and not once had her so-called boyfriend asked what she’d been up to. Read more »

[mf oral] Mark&Amy Chapter 5

***Author’s note: I’ve been absent for a long while. I encourage you to skim the previous chapters and get back up to speed on what’s going on. This is a short chapter, and not actually a very sexy one. It’s necessary for the narrative, however, and you’ll see why in Chapter 6, which I am also posting right away.***

**Chapter 5**

Amy ran a full gamut of emotion on her way back to her room. She’d been confused after Mark… after what Mark did. It was just simple toughing, but it had felt *good*. Good in a way she hadn’t expected. She’d been like some brainless bimbo in his arms, squirming and squeaking. Nothing like that had ever happened before. She’d been touched, sure, but it had never done *that* to her.

It was humiliating, that’s what it was. The idea that a simple touch could make her completely melt like that was beyond embarrassing. She’d spent her whole life being her own person, based her identity on low-key badassery. Having all that stripped away made her feel… well, it made her feel naked.

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The Camgirl Part XLVI: Am Not! [Oral] [Rimming] [Buttplug] [Fsolo] [Implied MF] [Very light BDSM]

**XLVI: Blake**

Blake walked out into the crisp winter air with a smile on her face. Not only did the cold help dull her pussy’s insistence that she run back into that basement and jump on Liam’s big hard cock, but she’d said what she needed to say, and Liam hadn’t rejected her. He hadn’t even given her any pushback once she’d explained her reasoning.

She was also glad to know that he had a more forward side in him—that would work out very nicely. As she walked, Blake wiggled her hips a bit. She could still feel his hand hitting her ass. That…Blake shivered. She wondered how long it would be before she felt comfortable telling Liam about the effect that had on her.

For some reason, that thought sent an icy spike of fear through Blake. A lump formed in her throat.

*What if he rejects me? What if after seeing what I do, he can’t get past it or deal with it the way he would need to for us to be together? Or what if he accepts that only to be unable to accept what I like in bed sometimes?* Read more »

The Vacation – part 2 [MF] [oral] [cheating]

As Ash brushed past me and smirked, I heard a car door close in the driveway. “Thank god Jeff is home. Actually fuck Jeff, this is way too interesting” I thought frenetically.

“Hey guys! Got more beer and beef. Mmm Ash, you’re looking real good.” I watched as he cupped her ass with fondness.

“Oh I am well aware” I muttered to myself, shocked that the words came out of my lips. During this entire exchange, Ash was staring at me.

I spent the entire night getting hammered and eating like a good friend does when he is invited on vacation. Needless to say, I woke up the next morning with a blistering headache.

I stumbled out of bed at the crack of dawn because alcohol does not let me sleep in, and attempt to make some coffee. To my surprise Ash is down there in her shirt shorts and a tank top without a bra, nipples displayed for the world to see. Read more »

Rose Plucked [Str8][Bi][MMMFF][exh][anal][oral][gangbang][nc][drugs]

Author’s Note: This is a work of fiction, exploring taboo fantasies, not an endorsement of behavior, sexual or otherwise, in real life. Remember: Keep it Safe, Sane, and Consensual!

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“Are you sure about this?”

Rose shifted uncomfortably as she looked at herself in the mirror. The red miniskirt and midriff-revealing black blouse were far more daring than anything the petite brunette freshman was used to wearing. The addition of black high-heels definitely helped show off her legs, but did nothing for her nervousness. She glanced up at the reflection of her friend Mary, the tall buxom blonde sophomore who had talked her into this.

“You look great, Rose! The boys are gonna go wild when they see you. And besides, you’ve been cooped up studying ever since you got here, it’s time you relaxed a little, unwound a little,” Mary grinned down at Rose, “and believe me, you could use a little unwinding.” Read more »

Subway Predator (MF)

I swore I wouldn’t do this again but here I am headed into the subway station at 5 dressed for action. I’m wearing a fuzzy pink sweater and a knee length pleated skirt. I’m in heels and stockings. I have my long brown hair up in a bun, I’m wearing minimal makeup and glasses. Perfect camouflage. I’ve got a garter holding up the stockings but I’m not wearing any underwear or a bra. I prowl for a victim. After scanning the typical crowd jammed together waiting for a train I spot several potential targets. The train arrives and I do my best to get into position. I miss all my opportunities and have to get off at the next station. Frustrated I change platforms. I hit the jackpot on the next train. A NYU student in a school hoodie and basketball shorts settles into a corner after letting a woman have the last seat. I just manage to get in front of him as the rest of the passengers jam in. Everyone crushes together and tries not to touch each other at the same time. I allow the people in front of me to force me back against the NYU guy. The train starts up and I get my first good shove against him. My ass presses against him and I wiggle a little trying to feel a bulge. Nothing yet. “Sorry I say over my shoulder.” “It’s all rokay” he says because he couldn’t decide on OK or all right. This is going great. We pull into the next station and everyone leans forward a bit as the train slows. Everyone but me. I’ve got my feet planted and my hips tilted back. NYU bumps into me and this time I feel a bulge. The game is afoot. “Sorry” he mumbles. I turn and smile. It’s not a nice smile. I let go of the rail as the train starts up again. I press back and wiggle til his cock is resting on my cleft. The thin skirt sinks between my cheeks. He tries to turn but I reach back and pin his hips to the subway wall. I grind my ass up and down his shaft. He makes a sound like he’s trying to say something but it never makes it out. He’s mine now. I move off him a bit and pretend to adjust my skirt. I give it a quarter turn to the left and pull apart a hidden pleat. Now I reach back and slip my hand into his shorts. I can hear him inhale sharply. I grab his erect dick and guide it out of his shorts and through the gap in the back of my skirt. For a little while I revel in the silky feel of his shaft rubbing between my buttocks but then we get sticky with pre-cum. I reach into the pocket on my sweater and finger open a baggy of lube. I lube him up and then guide his dick between my legs. He’s the perfect length. I hate wearing heels but it’s the only way to get tall enough for this to work. He’s circumcised and has a nice pronounced head. I push my hand into the folds on the front of the skirt and then press his thick head against my clit. I mostly let the rocking and swaying of the car do the work. He reaches up my sweater and finds my breast. He pinches my nipple and I start really working his head against my clit. Before the next station I have an intense orgasm and slump against him. He was a bit of a bad boy with the tit grab but I decide not to leave him hanging. I grab a bit more lube and start to stroke him. I rub the tip of his dick against my anus. His dick gets stainless steal hard and I know he’s about to orgasm. I tuck him back into his shorts but I keep hold of him. I hear him grunt and feel him pulse in my hand over and over. The train stops and the doors open. Before he can recover himself I’m gone. I’m still not sated. I change platforms again. I get lucky on the very next train. A good looking businessman in a tailored suit is reading his phone at the back of the carriage. I make my way over to him. I’m in heat now and seeing red. I forgo pretense and go straight to the booty rub. He turns his hips way from me and then backs away a bit. I chase him up to the wall. I reach for his dick but he grabs my wrist. “Excuse me.” I say loudly and turn towards him. Several people look up. He’s already let go of my wrist but some of the looks are full of concern. I’m 5’9″ in the heels but I’m barely 110lbs. He’s athletic and has that former frat boy look. “I’m sorry” he says. “It’s no problem” I say in a cheery voice with a wicked smile. Everyone goes back to their phones, books and papers. I turn away from him but step closer. It’s OK dude, just go along with me and you won’t get hurt. I give my skirt a quarter turn and then I hold open the flap so he can see my ass. I glance over my shoulder. He’s looking me in the eye. I glance down my back. He looks too and then clears his throat. He looks back at me and I see fear and confusion. I wink at him and start to fondle his dick. He’s not getting hard yet. Maybe I missed my mark. I unzip his trousers and then reach into the y of his briefs. I wrestle his soft dick out of the hole and mash it against my buns. He’s got a nice long thick uncircumcised dick. He clears his throat again. I sense that he’s near panic. I grab a generous helping of lube and I stroke him up and down my crack while squeezing him in pulses. He gently grabs my wrist again and starts to pull away but then gets half hard. It’s just enough, I push my hips back to get his head to slip between my buns and rest against my anus. He freezes. I work his head up and down while pushing back to get it inside me. He still has my wrist but he’s getting harder. I work his head all the way inside my ass and now he’s fully erect. I let him go but he hangs on to my wrist. I push back and take him in a little. I tilt my hips and wiggle my ass while keeping up the pressure to slowly slide his shaft into my ass. It feels so good filling me up. I get it all the way in. I push back as hard as I can, flattening my ass against him to get all that he has to offer. It’s blissful. I shake my arm and he drops my wrist. I reach into the front of my skirt and start fingering my clit. I rock my hips back and forth to feel his girth inside me. In no time I’m riding a wave of orgasm. When it finishes washing over me I steady myself and take stock. Doesn’t look like anybody has noticed us. He’s been really good. He deserves to finish. I start bouncing my hips a little against him. It’s not much more than an inch of him sliding in and out of me but I keep up a steady fast rhythm. He tenses. I stop. He relaxes and I start pumping again. I bring him up to the edge again and stop again. The third time I’m too close to my own orgasm so I keep going as he pumps my ass full of cum. I finish my third orgasm of the evening as his last spurts warm my insides. The train pulls into a station. I’m full of stolen cum and completely satisfied. I slip him out and leave him slumped against the wall. I hear an old woman gasp and assume she’s seen either his dick covered in cum and lube or my ass. I don’t care, either way it tickles me. I laugh and adjust my skirt as I push my way out of the car. I need pizza.

The Vacation – part 1 [MF] [voyeur]

This is a story I wrote some months ago with a few other parts. I’ve been considering going back to it, but want feedback as to if more is desired. I’m happy to repost parts 2-4 as well.
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“I’m going to take a shower. I think Jeff is going to the store to pick up dinner. Grab a beer. Better yet, get me one too. I’ll want one when I get out.”

Jeff has indeed went to the store while Ash went to go get showered. I yawned and got up to the fridge to get two beers. Popped open both tops and flipped the caps into the recycling.

I turned on the TV browsing for a game. Any game really. Luckily, the Airbnb hosts sprung for the deluxe package. “Score,” I thought. “Some beers, some good food coming and a nice relaxing week at the beach with my buddy and his girl.” I stretched out on the couch and enjoyed the beer as the Twins were beating the Angels 6-1 in the bottom of the 7th. “Fuck, have to pee.” Read more »