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Rough Date Part II [MMMMf] [Public] [Watersports]

The cum on my face is feeling cool under the evening breeze, and I have a stupid moment of imagining myself at a spa… a very fleeting thought, before I realize I might’ve gotten myself into too much.

I had briefly seen that we were stopped by a clearing next to the road when you pulled off my blindfold, and now you’re dragging me by my leash toward it, making me walk on my knees while I hear car doors opening and slamming shut around us, the lights coming from all directions.

As I make my way like the little cum bitch I am, I feel your piss still leaking out of me and wonder if anyone will know… If you’ll tell them… If you’ll let them do the same thing to me… or worse?

We stop, and as I hear men approaching, I start wondering if anyone there knows me. But someone is getting really close, and I hear you step away from me right before a big, hard cock starts pushing its way into my face. ‘Open, whore’. Read more »

Rough Date Part I [M/f][piss]

I’m in the car with the panties shoved down my throat and secured by your ball gag, hands tied roughly behind me, my thumbs between my asscheeks. I can’t see anything through the blindfold, and the smells in your car are just so much more vivid this way… And now, there’s the smell of needy whore added to them

I can’t believe I got in the car in the first place!

I met this guy for drinks for the first time today, and he was just my type. I was soon flirting like crazy, and was a bit more brazen than I’d ever been after the few drinks… When he asked me about my sex life, I was a bit too uninhibited and complained I needed a thorough fucking but nobody could give it to me right.

I barely saw a glint in his eyes, but his whole demeanour changed, from friendly to… in charge… and soon after, he asked me if I want to go to his place. I could barely whisper okay.

But we never went to his place. And here I am now, everything having happened so fastI have no idea how my dress disappeared to the back seat and I’m blindfolded in a stranger’s car. Read more »

The Thing About a Pee Fetish [mf] [oral] [facial] [mast] [squirt] [piss] [golden shower] [creampie]

One day, someone is going to ask you when you developed this fetish. As with most things that shape us as adults, it began in childhood. In my case, my elementary school friend Janet and I met at the playground in our neighborhood. We were maybe eight years old and we were playing in the park for hours. At one point, when we were taking a break, sitting by the back bushes, she pulled her shorts down and just casually began urinating.

It was the first time I’d ever seen someone naked. Janet became the “If you show me yours, I’ll show you mine” friend. But the seed had been planted. I was aroused at the sight, the sound, the beautiful face of relaxation she had on her face. It followed me into adulthood.

Fast forward to age 23. I’m on a date with a woman and we’re in an Uber back to her place. She whispers in my ear that her bladder is about to EXPLODE. We run into her apartment and she cannot even bother to close the door as she hoists her dress up and thuds onto the toilet. I want to give her privacy. I really do, but I can’t. Read more »

Alarm clock [Mdom][Fsub]

He knew what he wanted. A strong, comitted, and sexual relationship. She just needed to be trained.

She was a professional, hardworking woman he was proud to have on his arm when out socializing but at home, he knew that her role, her purpose was to be on her knees, or her back.

Every Bdsm relationship is different from a little slap and tickle to extreme feats of controlled violence. He wielded his power as a forceful but encouraging tool to shape their relationship into a stronger bond. He didn’t need to be too forceful, just enough.

His house rules were easy. She would only wear sexy undergarments, her pussy would always be shaved, her hair long, and affectionate in public (rub his back, hold his hand). She would also be his to play with whether that be rubbing her breasts while watching a movie, or grabbing her ass as she did dishes.

Their life would be full of affection and touch.

Of course, there were other rules such as he would have access to her phone. Not that he was worried about her faithfulness but to set her alarms. He found it in poor taste to demand her to suck him as though he were the one begging. Instead, he set alarms on her phone. Read more »

Gym Friend on FetLife [mf] [mast] [oral] [grool] [facial] [pee]

After a half decade long vanilla sex relationship, I wanted to explore my kinkier side. I created an account with FetLife, messaging women who shared similar kinks to mine. And that’s when I saw her. Beth. Well, at least I think I saw her. Her face was blurred. She promised in her bio that she and her husband were both very good looking people, but due to their careers, they had to keep things under wraps.

But there were clues. For starters, her name was Beth and her husband’s name was Richard. One photo included a photo of their dog, a boxer, which looked oddly similar to the one on her FB page.

Beth came to my gym and there was a distinct attraction. She was stunning. Short hair. Big breasts. Muscular, but not in an aggressive sort of way. I knew she was married, which is why I never pushed the flirting, but then, there she was! On FetLife, saying she and her husband enjoyed swinging, wife swaps, threesomes, and an open marriage.

I sent her a message and said, “Boy, you sure look familiar.” Read more »

She had to much – [MF][NC][Drugged][Bar][m+]

She stumbles, smiling but unsure why, her movements uncertain and awkward. She is sweating heavily from all the dancing; unfocused, trying to remember where she sat down her purse. She knows she came here with friends but she got distracted, drunk, and she can’t find them now. Did they leave her, thinking she herself had already left? If she could find her purse, she could call them. Instead, she stumbles, her hand sliding along the wall. Her hair is disheveled, her short skirt riding high; her left heel is broken from an earlier stumble. She leans against the wall as the room spins again.

He notices she doesn’t see him approach as she rests against the wall as the world twirls around her. He’s been watching her though. She’s drunk, of course, but probably a bit slow too. She clearly didn’t notice him drop anything into her drink. That’s when the waiting game had begun for him. She had been slutting it up, teasing men, himself included all night, thinking she could play her games. She would learn tonight that other people can play games as well. He steps close and lifts her chin, her eyes dull and glassy. She barely reacts when he leans in and kisses her, deeply, cupping her ass, pulling her against him. He feels her kiss him back, but she struggles too, like her brain is on autopilot, and can’t decide what she should do. Read more »

Her Fingers [f] [mast]

We like the things society tells us to like. Big tits, skinny waist, nice legs, firm ass. Beautiful face. Perfect flowing hair. Some people have fetishes. They like feet, hairy pussy, hairy armpits. But I like fingers. Because the fingers are the tools she uses when she masturbates. And so when I shake a woman’s hand, or I watch a woman wrap her hands around dumbbells at the gym, I close my eyes, even if for a second, to picture her rubbing her pussy, shoving her fingers inside of herself, licking them clean, writhing, moaning, squeezing her breasts with her other hand as she gets herself off.

I wonder why we don’t look at fingers more often. They are, after all, the one thing that has direct daily contact with her pussy, rubbing her clit, burying them inside of herself. And maybe, just maybe, as the right hand focuses on the clit, the left hand reaches underneath, between her legs, and inserts one finger inside of her asshole just as she reaches climax. She trembles, groans, gasps as she crumbles under the pleasure of an orgasm. She washes the scent of her cunt from her fingers and collapses onto the sofa in her favorite PJs, flushed, relieved, content.

Elves are not lewd! [FM] [Fantasy] [FSub] [exh]

Look, I know what you are thinking. You’ve heard the stories, how we’ll jump anything slightly male-shaped in a heartbeat– hell, you’ve even seen the proof of our supposed ‘promiscuity’ in the many half-elves that walk around these days. But let’s get one thing clear, alright? **Elves are not lewd!** There is absolutely nothing to suggest that elves, regardless of gender, are easier to bed than humans or halflings, and it is *certainly* not true that almost all elves can get off by having the tip of their ears rubbed just right. I– I mean, that’s– there’s a little more to it than that! And so what if we *can*? It’s not like there is anything wrong with enjoying your own body, and it’s not like I’ve ever done it in the middle of a conversation with a human while imagining what his cock would taste like, trying to keep my face neutral because stroking the pointed tip of my ear with two gentle fingers was making me so wet that I had to fight not to squirm, and the image of him bending me over and plunging that thick cock into my tight elven snatch was making it hard to concentrate on what he was saying– Read more »

The Neighborhood: Part 12 [MF][Voy][Oral]Exh][Mast][Mdom][MC][SciFi]

**Chapter 24: Colin Spies with His Little Eye**

Colin had a habit. He really loved the coffee from the campus café. He didn’t get anything crazy, but he noticed it frustrated Natalie to no end. For one, that he preferred Fenris’s coffee over hers, and two, that he wouldn’t send *her* to get it for him. He like the walk, if nothing else, but he understood that Natalie was feeling underused, at least in the actual secretarial elements. He was coming around a bulding, heading toward the main sidewalk that led back to his office, when he saw Janelle waving him down from another path. They were both headed to his building.

“I’m glad I caught you.” She said, taking his arm as if they were on a lovers’ stroll.

“Oh, really?”

“Get you head out of the gutter, Colin. I got you a present. It should be at your office by now. That’s why I as dropping by.”

“Well, it’s obviously not you in nothing but a bow.”

“That is *not* a present, that would be like winning the lottery *and* some big sports thing all rolled into one.”

“Some *sports* thing.” Colin laughed. “Really?” Read more »

Taking Emma part 2 [nc]

The two men meet the following night to discuss their plan. It was a bit of shock to Tom at first, both that Emma had a serious rape kink, and that Ben was ok with her exploring it with him. They decided on a night to put their plan in place, and went over how he would enter the house, what he was to do to Emma, and a backup plan in case things did not go well. The planning portion of the night was exciting enough for Ben, he did not know how he would feel during the actual deed.

The fateful night came quickly, Ben faking an emergency phone call from work about systems issue, rushing out of the door to go save the day from this fictitious IT nightmare. Emma feels a pang of guilt as she happily pulls her iPad out, beaming the videos to the large screen in the living room. Her favorite videos in 4k would be treat. She does not dive right into her pink lips while watching the videos, instead staying fully dressed as she watches girl after girl be held down and put through fictitious hell. Read more »