Way too much [MM]

So my time with men started of pretty simple. Couple blowjobs, and kind of progressed as you would expect. Eventually bottomed, which is amazing for me and then it all started to snowball from there. Eventually I just kind of became addicted to the whole thing.

I started looking for places I thought I might be lucky finding a decent guy to mess around with. I stumbled on a gay gym in my area. I had driven past this place for a year and never knew it was there. I decided to go to see how the crowd was. Decent clientele, some working professionals, some college aged and of course a few older men. My first trip was pretty good. I worked out, hung in the sauna and kind of just maintained a fly on the wall mentality. I left, having not hooked up, but had a really good time. My second trip wouldn’t disappoint.

I pulled in and ended up awkwardly at the front door with a young college guy. As we were checking in we chatted for a quick minute. He was about 6’3” and was in great shape. He was black, which has recently become an addiction for me. I asked him what he was up to and he responded that he was just trying to relax and enjoy the gym.

Indulging a Tinder girl’s inner slut [MF]

I liked the look of her from the start – she was different to the kind of girl I normally go for, but my body reacted as I looked through her pictures. Perhaps it was the photo of a beautiful choker around a delicate neck; a little hint for me, a clue about what was to come. She was tiny – a shade over 5 foot, perhaps, and petite. She had an Asian mother and a British father, and just looked like the most gorgeous little plaything. I am 5’11”, carrying a little bit of extra weight but confident in my body and with a penchant for making naughty girls obey.

We chatted and, surprisingly, the conversation was easy going – we dispensed with the usual cheesy lines and poorly feigned interest, quickly establishing that we had plenty of genuine common ground and could relax. I made sure that she couldn’t forget why and how we’d met though… I peppered the conversation with naughty comments, dirty remarks. I told her what a giveaway her choker was and how I’d never met a girl in one who didn’t also enjoy feeling a firm hand on their body, in their hair. Then I returned to normal conversation. She didn’t waver, didn’t question it. I kept up the occasional remark, planting the seed. I made sure that she knew the kind of dynamic I wanted and she was only too eager to please. A few days later, we met for drinks. Laughs. We met in order to have a respectable pretence for what we both knew was coming next.

The Meeting

It’s been a long time coming

They’ve teased on it

Laughed about it

Fantasized about it

And it’s here – happening now

They meet

eyes locking

It’s always different in person but…

This moment is right

Sly smile full of anticipation

She takes his hand

They walk

Nervous excitement

My place is right over there…

She’s leaning against the wall

One leg up

Skirt starting to hike

Then comes that come hither look

He approaches

First a nibble then a peck

They kiss

Tongues entwined

His hands find her hips

She pulls him closer

He winds his hands up her sides pulling her arms over head as their fingers lace together

The kiss deepening

her back slightly arched

His hands slide down the front to wrap around and find her behind.

Soft and cool beneath the lace

He searches under her skirt, pulls her panties to the side

There…

She’s wet

He’s found her spot

Her eyes closed he lowers himself to his knees

Erotic Story Competition

Every week I will run a new competition for those of you who have an idea but don’t know how to put it into words. The entry requirements and information can be found here:

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I [f]inally gave my girlfriend a [m]assage a couple days ago

Shout out to a certain redditor reading this– we can’t wait to see you in a couple weeks!

Rachel and I woke up hungover on Saturday morning. We started drinking at like 130am after getting back from Blade Runner 2049 (I loved it; she hated it) and paid the price for our hubris. We’re not in college anymore.

So we woke up at like 1030. She had some volunteering to do– and did it drunk because she’s a champ– and I had some greasy food to eat so I could feel better. One Al Pastor burrito later, I’m back at her apartment, and she gets home. We go back to sleep for a few hours. Upon waking up for the second time, she complains that I’m not touching her enough. Which, to be fair, I probably never am. “Ok, how about I give you a massage?” She agrees and I ask, “With oil?” and she agrees to that, too. She didn’t have any coconut oil in the room, and I wasn’t walking an Entire Flight of Stairs to get it, so I made do with the body oil she had right there.

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Dominatrix Kyra Kidnaps Keith

Keith is a sweet good looking guy with a slim, tone, and tan body. But he has a secret. He craves to being treated like a slave by a dominant woman like Dominatrix Kyra. Keith put an ad on femdom dating site having no idea where it would lead. Dominatrix Kyra, a beautiful dominant woman with dark hair and a curvy fit body finds his profile. She has been working on a plan with her girlfriends to kidnap a slave in an isolated area to use, humiliate, and abuse in imaginative ways.

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Between Lost Keys and Hickies [MF]

We met on Tinder, our intentions pretty clear from just being on that app. But I hadn’t expected the night I got out of it.

We’d been texting for a couple days, just the pleasantries of sexting, what we would do to each other when we’d meet, our future aspirations and some hobbies. Civ V being one of them. We agreed to play a game, both of us knowing we’d be in for the long haul together by just hitting start. After 50 turns, my nation getting their religion first and his claiming the library of Alexandria, it became all too clear who was going to win. Yet I still had a glimmer of hope as we bet timmies and other odds and ends. But as he won bet after bet, his nation almost conquering me, we had to call it there for the day.

Beauty and the Cougar, pt. 1 [FF]

It’s a story as old as time, or at least as old as sex: powerful corporate executive uses status to have sex with impressionable young girls. Yup, I do that. I’ve done that too many times to count, in fact. Thankfully, however, there are a few things that set me apart from the Weinsteins, the Aileses and the Cosbys of this world.

First of all, I never use coercion to get those young, sweet, impressionable girls to sleep with me. When I seduce them, I make it clear that I am interested in fucking them, but I generally go to the point of killing the mood in asking for clear consent. This is partially to do with the horrible, perverse things I want to do to these girls, but I’ll get back to that later…

Second, if the girl is working at or for my company, I make it very clear that sleeping with me, or refusing to do so, will not affect their position in the company in any way. She gets no favours if she does it, and there are no hard feelings and no repercussions if she doesn’t.

And third, I am a woman.

[group] A fun weekend trip turns nude- Part 1

We were a group of long time high school friends now in our early 20’s, who had been away from each other for college reasons. Our group of five consisted of: Me, a 180 lb, 6′ tall, fit, male with short brown hair and blue eyes. My GF, who I’ll refer to as “M”, was 5’4″ and weighed 115 lbs, tan skin, with long brown hair, and green eyes. My best (male) friend “C”, was tall at 6’2″, 160 lbs, short brown hair with green eyes and his GF “K”, who like M was 5’4″ but slightly more curvy at 140 lbs, tan, long blonde hair, and blue eyes. Additionally we had a third female friend tag along at the last minute. “T”, being the thinnest of the group, but shared the same height as the other females, weighed 105 lbs, was tan, had medium length blond hair, and green eyes.

Attempting to catch up, the five of us took a day/night trip to a nearby city for an annual convention. My best friend C and I planned the trip and I’d be lying if I didn’t admit we were hoping if not planning to get naughty with our girls for the first time as a group after the convention. We brought booze, cards and planned to stay in a hotel and play some truth or dare etc with the other three girls, which upon mentioning it to them, surprisingly weren’t opposed to it. YAY!