The Pick Up Game[M][F]

He walked in the club like Mick Jagger, every stride exuding swagger. Despite the waiting list and the long line up in front of the club, Jake simply walked up to the bouncer and greeted him in the usual way: a handshake with a quick transition to a “bro-hug”. To the uninitiated, it was a simple greet. Upon closer inspection, Jake slipped the bouncer a hundred dollar bill.

The club was packed with young, beautiful, and successful twenty somethings eager to make regrettable life choices. Jake headed to bar, passing by hordes of bodies grinding and twerking and twitching to the house beats. The bar was a mess, crowded by people trying to get drinks; albeit, it was mostly all men trying to get a girl drunk enough to fuck them. The irony of their situations was the girl was already fucking them over by getting these morons to pay for overpriced drinks. He caught the bartender’s eye and the bartender simply gave him a nod. Jake took the time to take inventory.

Dark Night [MF][Mdom][nc][Fsub]

He watched her sidle up to the bar to pay her tab, gazing at her as she carefully rifled through her oversized purse to find her wallet. He had been watching her since she came in, almost an hour before, and they were the last two people left at this point. She had come in and immediately headed for the bar. At first it had appeared as though she was there to meet someone, and she had looked around the bar for awhile before settling down and ordering a drink. When he realized that she was waiting for someone he had almost given up, but when it became apparent that she was alone his interest was refreshed. He watched her with the hungry gaze of a predator on the hunt. He followed her movements as she paid her tab and headed out the door with an intensity that might have frightened her had she noticed, waiting only a moment before he followed her example.

Lunch with Jennie [MFF] [Fdom]

When I’m with Jennie it seems like anything can happen. Sometimes it’s tense, usually it’s kinky, and it’s always sexy. The day had started off with Jennie waking me up with a phone call. She’d invited me over to her apartment to fuck her girlfriend Taylor while Jennie and her husband Rob watched us. Oh, and apparently Rob is her dog now, complete with leash and collar. Anyway, Taylor is short, curvy, and very sexy, so, as expected I’d had a great time with her, even with Jennie and Rob watching. Now that we were finished and Taylor showered and dressed, I was taking both of them out to lunch. I’m cool with Jennie treating me like a sex toy, but Taylor’s a sweet girl, and I hoped she wasn’t going to make too much out of this.

We got out of the car and walked into the restaurant. Jennie was sporting her all-black look today, wearing a short black dress, knee high black boots, and a tiny pair of black panties that she’d pulled on right before we left her apartment. Jennie is slender and about 5’3”, with short black hair. Taylor was dressed a little more casually, in a red t-shirt, jeans, and sandals. Taylor is a little shorter than Jennie, and very curvy, with gorgeous big boobs, and sexy hips and butt. I tower over both of them at a muscular 6’2”.

Masters Favorite Pet [FF][BDSM]

This a fantasy my friend had when she was in the BDSM scene.

He patted my patted her head and said "Good kitty".

She was his favorite, perfect in every way. There she was, standing as his right, so regal. Perfect round breast, latex accenting every curve of her body. What I wouldn’t give for one session with her.

Binding, yes that’s it, I would begin by binding her. String her up, leaving her long, slender legs dangling. I would raise and lower her body just to hear her moans. Take her perfect round breasts, place them in the vice that is sitting on the table next to me. The cold, hard metal bars, one on top and on the bottom. I would start twisting the bolts and bring the bars closer and closer together. Her tits turning purple, nipples so erect. I know just what to add next; nipple clamps. I attach one, she moans. I attach the other, she flings her head back and screams. I tighten the bolts one last time.

Within Reach [fsub][M][bd][voy]

Stick to the Plan
Lauren had always been into restraints. Ever since she was a little girl she has been fascinated with ropes, chains and later handcuffs. But not like this. Never like this. Now and again she had tied her wrists together or padlocked a chain around her ankles. But this was something bigger. This had a clear motive. Was she actually going to do it? Was she really going to tie herself down? The idea had been circling her head for a week. No matter what she did she just could not shake the idea of being bound. It was new and novel and… strangely arousing.

Door to the bedroom locked? Check.
Ankle ropes attached to the feet of the bed? Check.
Padlock by the headboard? Check.
Rope left over to tie the wrists? Check.

It was all very carefully planned. Lauren was going to lay down on her back on the bed. Then she would be able to tie her feet down, one at each foot of the bed. Finally she was going to tie her wrists together and use the padlock to secure her hands against the headboard. She had not been able to think of a means to escape, so she left the key in the padlock. Would not want to get stuck.

Private Encounters [M] [F] [reluc] [mast]

He liked sucking her breasts. In some ways she reminded him of his mother and his first wife. Her breasts were what attracted her to him, but that’s not what kept them together. She tried to dump him several times. He was married and that’s not what she wanted at all. But in a moment of human compassion she succumbed to his sexual urges and he succumbed to hers and what started as a deep friendship ended up in bed. What do you expect from 2 love starved adults? It was good!

They were distant lovers, too far apart to continue a physical relationship, but they stayed close anyway. They read books together and engaged in deep philosophical conversations. Occasionally he would go off the deep end and she would get too sanctimonious and “holier than though”, so they would take a breather from each other for a time. She continued on with her life and he continued on with his, but they both stayed close to each other in an odd spiritual sort of way.

[mff][college] Afterhours Art

She flipped down mirror visor for another quick look. "Too much?" She said to herself as she wiggled and craned her neck to get a better view. It had taken almost an hour to tame her curly red hair to a mild wave, which she rarely took the time to do. She always liked the look though, much better than the wound tight bun she wore to most classes. Much of her attire was different than what she wore on her morning treks across campus. She wore a short, floral sundress where she typically had yoga pants and a baggy tshirt. Gone were her grungy boat shoes that were always unlaced, replaced by a simple pair of black flats. She even wore a perfume she had only used a handful of times. The only thing that remained the same was giant, awkward folder that held her paper and supplies, which she had nearly forgotten on her way out of the door.

[reluc] [oral] Addiction

It was the 4th massage I was getting from you. As before, my hard-on was undeniable when it was time for me to turn on my back so you could stretch out my legs. You had ignored it before, but this time your hand landed right on it – and it stayed there, making it clear that this was no accident. I opened my eyes, but I wasn't sure what to say. With a slight smile, but without a word, you massaged my cock through my boxers. It didn't take long until I came and a wet spot spread thru the fabric. "I think that's enough for today. Tomorrow at 8 again?" you asked. I don't quite remember if I actually replied, but I did leave a generous tip on the table and did indeed come back at 8 the next day – and every day since. Despite the fabric between my cock and your fingers it never took me more than 30 seconds to come. The one time you rubbed your boobs against it, it was over in 10 seconds. About a week later, after stretching out my legs when you told me "Sorry, no happy ending tonight. You are always so quick, it's getting boring. I want you to come up with a plan to make it more fun for me and then call me for another appointment." You left the room without another glance in my direction. I was back the next morning. I didn't have a plan, but I begged you to give me another chance. "Okay, you will get one more chance. But if you last anything less than 2 minutes, you will have to do something for me. Don't ask me what it will be. Just lay down and accept my terms or leave and never return." I did not leave, hoping that masturbating at home last night and that morning would be enough. What I had not planned for was you taking my cock out this time though, so 20 seconds later my cum was all over your hand. You just laughed at me, then put your hand on my mouth – "Eat it! I don't want a single drop left on my fingers!" It took me much longer to eat my cum than it took you to get it out of me, but in the end I ate it all. "I hope you liked that taste, because tonight you will come over again for another round." With that, you turned around and left the room. When I came back at night, I noticed your laptop next to the massage table. Before I could ask why you had it set up there, you pointed to the table and said "Just lay down and keep quiet. I will record tonight's events so you can watch them later. Maybe seeing how pathetic our little quickies are will help you." Having the webcam pointed at me certainly did not help, if anything I came faster. After feeding me my own cum, you sent me home, not even mentioning the video. As far as I remember the next 4 visits were the same, but after the last one you said "I have been keeping an eye on the timeline and you have come faster and cleaned up faster every single time. I think you start to enjoy your cum! Don't answer that right now. If I am right, just come back tomorrow morning and be prepared for the next step. I think you will do great." And of course I did come back. I wasn't quite sure what to expect, but I could not stay away. Neither could I resist when you ordered me on my knees in front of you. And you certainly didn't have to say another word after taking down your pants. Within seconds I was licking your balls, taking them into my mouth while my hands gently massaged your semi-hard cock into a 9" beauty. I took my sweet time getting all of it in my mouth, but when you finally came I swallowed your huge load in a heart beat. You smiled when I begged for another round.