[kink] [FM] A fun but unhealthy fuckbuddy relationship…

Alice. 19 yo university student. Tiny. Total goody-goody look.

Found her on a BDSM-ish dating site. She was uber nervous, had never been dominated, only ever had sex with teenagers. She got her boyfriend to reluctantly(!) try anal once. LOVED the feeling of cum leaking out of her ass.

So… some sexy texting and flirting later and the first time we actually met, within 10 minutes I had her bent over my kitchen table with my cock moving from her pussy to her ass. When I’d come in her ass, without being prompted, she’d drop to her knees to suck my cock while occasionally scooping my cum that was running down her thighs, showing it to me and then eating it… She was totally paranoid about her friends or family or boyfriend finding out about her “secret desires” – but she kept coming back for a while…

She was desperate to be dominated. When she arrived at my doorstep that first time we were supposed to go out for coffee to see if we clicked, but she’d confessed to being wet on the way over. I took a chance and when she stepped inside my door I grabbed her throat with one hand and slammed her against the wall and kissed her. Hard.

Shaken, Not Stirred. [MF] [Public]

You found her online. It was fun flirting, but you’d never let it get past the usual exchange of steamy pics and loaded texts. This one though, has somehow convinced you to meet for drinks, could have been the video she sent you, but you’ve seen plenty like that before, there’s only so much a girl can do with a fake dick, or her fingers. This one tells you all of the things she could show you, things you’ve wanted to try, but never could because of the wall flowers you always seem to bring home. Sure they’re nice, but sometimes you want to play, and they would be so out of their depth they’d drown.

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[MF] “Local Edition”

It’s 9am and I’m pouring double bloody mary’s for me and a girl friend as we check our work emails at the SFO lounge. And by working, I mean sorting through messages to find potential dates for the handful of days we’d be in the city. This wasn’t a business trip; we planned this trip purely for dating.

After fucking every stereotype in LA, the leftover prospects all seemed to have the charisma of a rubber band. But I was very curious about the talent in San Francisco. I always knew that my LA 7 standing roughly translated to an SF 8.5 due to how good look in cool weather clothes. After all, my best look involves leather moto jackets and leather boots.

Plans are penciled in for late Friday night. My motivation to venture anywhere waes. I am naked and tucked into bed after returning from dinner & drinks. Single Malt Scotch in hand, I would be satisfied by the prospect of staying up late texting my lover back home but my friend convinces me to go out. I manage to put on enough clothes to make it downstairs to the bar, complete with moto jacket and boots.

We [FM] came so hard last night…

Posted this to [/sex](reddit.com/r/sex) but thought you guys might like it too…

I’ve been insanely horny these past few days. My partner and I have been fantasizing about a MFF threesome and telling each other the naughtiest things concerning it. He told me about the dream he had where he was fucking me in the ass while I was on top of a redhead with big tits, moaning into her mouth. It got me so worked up, I had to pleasure him and make him convulse.

I ran my tongue all down his body and began to worship his cock with my mouth. I teased him for a long time, swirling the tip of his cock then shoving him down into my throat. I’d stop and lick his balls when I’d feel him get harder and pulse in my mouth. He was moaning and grabbing his thighs and it was driving me nuts to see how much pleasure I was giving him. I moved my tongue down to his ass and began licking and sucking. His moans got more intense and I shoved my tongue into him while he started to jerk off. I kept my tongue pressed and swirling as he beat himself off until he came. I could feel how hard he had cum, and I wanted to taste it, so I moved back up and lapped his cock juices up off of him.

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I waited for a call. I waited. I forced myself to eat. I waited. I drank some pinot grigio. In the moment which I hung my head in despair there was a knock on the door.

“Who is it?” I asked.

The voice replied, “Housekeeping.”

With hope I asked, “Melanie?”

The voice replied, “Mr. Flintlock, you called for me?”

I rushed to the door. I opened it and a stranger was standing in front of me. She was holding an ice cooler in her hand. Assumingly, she handed it to me and I took it. The puppy was still whining beneath the duvet of the king bed while locked in her cage. The lady walked in and said, “Please close the door.” Silently I complied. I was fidgety and I didn’t know what to do with the plastic ice chest.

She extended her arm and said, “My name is Hunter Burroughs. I trust that you know who I am, Mr. ”Not” Flintlock.”

I shook her hand. It was a firm and confident grip. She was 100 percent business class. I apologized. “I’m sorry for pretending to be Mr. Flintlock, but I have an emergency. I need your help. “

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There was darkness. No. It was less than darkness. There was nothing. Then there was darkness. Then there was panic. I opened my eyes and I saw that my penis was laying on my thigh – protruding from my open zipper.

Japanese pop music was playing from the HDTV’s speakers. Morning light shone through the Venetian blinds. The puppy scurried aimlessly around the room.

What just happened? I asked myself. Where is Stephanie? Was that just a dream? I put my dick back into my pants and zipped my jeans shut. I took a deep breath and walked to the mini bar. I removed a beer and I took a long sip. The pup was trotting away from me when I noticed…wait, what? What? What is that? Is that semen on her tail?

Instantly I set the bottle of beer down and ran to the human puppy. I grabbed her by her waists and held her still. She turned her torso and bit my left hand without breaking any flesh. I held her firmly as I investigated her vagina. It was dripping with a viscous fluid.

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The puppy began to whimper and I repeated the process of chaining her to the stationary post. She scurried to the bathroom and returned with a roll of toilet paper. I looked at her with evident confusion as she disappeared into the bathroom again and returned with a bottle of lubricant. After a third trip, she returned with a box of nitrile gloves.

After dropping the final item at my feet she crawled to the bathroom. The pup rested in front of the toilet and wagged her tail back and forth.

I hung my head as I thought about my fee. I picked up the items and I followed her into the water closet. I put the gloves on my hands and I laid down some wet wipes from the amenities basket. I took a firm hold at the base of her tail and slowly rotated her butt-plug back and forth as I eased the metallic plug out of the threshold of her rectum.

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The pup roamed freely around the suite and I sat on the couch. I turned on the television and searched for … nothing. The shows disinterested me so I left the channel on Spotify. I selected a Bollywood compilation and closed my eyes. I settled in to my sedentary state and imagined what the foreign lyrics were actually about. Suddenly my hunger awakened. As a creature of habit, I would normally have eaten my dinner by this time.

Brent had informed me that in room dining was unlimited – as he had raised his eyebrow. I received the hint that it would not be an all day buffet session. I ordered corned beef hash, two poached eggs and the least expensive bottle of Pinot Grigiot on the wine list.

I fell asleep while waiting for the food. My mind transformed itself into a movie theater. My eyelids became a screen. There was static. There were words in bold white contrasted against the dark gray backdrop – AN ERROR OCCURRED. PLEASE TRY AGAIN LATER.

In the chaotic haze, I could see lips speaking. What were they trying to tell me? I listened to the white noise until the word, “Spic” was audible. I tried to focus and I heard, “DindindinLoveLetterdindindinWritedindinMedindindinAdindindinLoveLetterdindindinLike
dinThedindinOnedinThatdindinYoudinWrotedindindinBefore…”

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She was in the cage on all fours while lapping cold milk from a heavy dog bowl. The bowl was made of a dense wood which held firmly to the floor of her padded cage. The pup wore a studded dog collar around her neck. On her hands were knitted mittens. Her feet were covered in thick winter socks which covered her ankles. Her footwear had been printed to simulate dog paws. There were toes evident on the top. The soles of her socks had a familiar canine padding design. On her knees were knee pads with fur lining and a fluffy synthetic fur outer layer. She ignored me as I approached.

I tapped on the cage in order to get her attention. She looked up at me and began to pant as would a canine animal. Her prominent and sagging tongue dimpled at the epicenter. I gazed into her eye contact and searched for any signs of humanity. My thoughts on the matter were inconclusive. She was wearing a smile. She yelped a bark. The human pup then chased her tail for the duration of two rotations. She stopped her circling to look up in my direction.

My wife’s dirty fantasies at the nude resort [FM]

My wife and I have been to the local nude resort a couple of times for either a Groupon to the spa or a reduced price visit package. This past weekend was the last in our split package that required that we attend a membership presentation, and after everything was done we decided to join. While a large portion of those that go to the resort are older, Thursday is ladies night where girls drink free, and Saturday is a party, and both of those nights draw a younger crowd. We planned on going to the nightclub Saturday night to see what the party was like, but it had been a long day and when we finished dinner, my wife decided to take a nap to be awake for the party.

When we woke up, it was very late, and while the club and party were still going, she wanted to do something together first. She started sucking on my cock and asking how it was while I fingered her with first one and then two fingers. She was kind of sad that she didn’t remember to bring any sexy toys or slutty clothes beyond her club dress. After blowing me for a few minutes and getting fingered, she begged me to fuck her.