[FM] Young Indian Woman Cheats on her Boyfriend in Public Restroom

Jasmin was wearing fishnet tights, with no underwear. It was a simple fact that defined her entire morning. She was sitting in the living room of her student flat, with her boyfriend right next to her. His name didn’t matter, because the fishnets weren’t for him. Neither were they for her friend, who had come to visit that morning before she went to class, although she certainly didn’t mind giving him an idle flash or two during the course of the conversation. His eyes were quick, but she saw them dart to where her shaved brown pussy would be, perhaps wondering whether he’d really seen it. But it wasn’t for him, either.

The truth was – boyfriend, friend and otherwise – none of these things could satisfy her. Besides the tights, she wore a skirt that was far too short and a tight black top. She knew the men in her life secretly thought she looked like a whore, but they were too polite to say anything and she loved it. She could go out and have the whole world look at her, flashing herself when she bent over in the supermarket or ‘accidentally’ dropping a pen at university, and knowing how they desired her sweet, fat pussy; all the while, the men in her life – those who wished they could fuck her – never had a chance. Read more »

Greg, Kim, and Me [MM] [MMF]

Things with Greg and I had gone better than expected. We were still just regular buds, still went out and chased girls together, but there was a new layer to things now. No romance or anything stupid like that, but we were getting physical with each other pretty regularly.

I think it was as weird for me as it was for him. I mean, up until a few weeks ago we considered ourselves 100% “straight”. But then he let slip that he had a big cock, and for some reason I became obsessed with the idea of sucking it, and next thing you know we got drunk and… Well… [I told you the rest](https://www.reddit.com/r/confessionburner/comments/6a909j/seducing_my_straight_friend_see_comments_for/).

Since then, if we talked about it at all, it was brief. We’d go out, and if we both struck out that night he might say: “hey man can you help me out?” “Help me out” was code for let’s get naked together, rub cocks together, jerk each other off, and give each other blowjobs until we came. But we never really talked about it, and no, I repeat, no goddamn kissing. Read more »

Leashed [M/f] [D/s] [light pet play]

A clattering sound announced the furnace kicking on, which was welcome relief to Emma who could feel the cold from the tile seeping into her knees. It was a Tuesday which meant she was to meet Him at the door, kneeling and ready. Her legs were flat on the floor, her butt resting on her heels, back straight with her arms crossed behind her. He caught her slouching once and the punishment was enough to convince her that she would never do that again.

Emma was naked, save for the thick leather posture collar that wrapped around her neck with an O-ring dangling from the center of her throat. She had a variety of collars, some thinner, some with built in gags, and some delicate things she wore in public to advertise His ownership as discreetly as possible. Normally she had some leeway in what she wore, in fact, her collar restrictions were the ones He seemed most lackadaisical about. Oftentimes she simply forgot to put on her day collar and aside from a few snarky comments and raised eyebrows He didn’t seem to notice. Read more »

New submissive slut! Her first gangbang [group]

I met this new sub online, and we immediately clicked. After meeting in person a few times, a few weeks of me being her Dom, and talking about it, she said was ready. Well, she said she was. I could tell she was nervous, having never done anything like this before, but she was submissive to me and would do whatever I wanted. She and I had gone over her rules, and sent them to the guys. She wanted it rough, to be blindfolded the whole time, and she wanted to swallow all of their cum. She wanted to be used, feel things she had never felt before. Her safeword was pineapple – but she knew she didn’t want to use it.
She arrived to the hotel room soon after me, and I gave her five minutes to get herself ready. She came out of the bathroom nude, ready to serve. She was shaking with nervousness. I greeted her with a kiss to calm her nerves, and a caress of her enormous breasts, which quickly turned into pinching and twisting her nipples. A loud moan escaped her lips, as she loved to have her breasts played with roughly. Read more »

Submissive slut gangbanged by strangers [group]

Final story for this submissive slut. Sadly a month after this story we had to stop – her boyfriend and her became serious so we stopped our fun.

I was at the bar with friends when my phone started vibrating. I saw it was her, so I stepped outside to answer. All she said was “Thursday, 4pm” and that was it. I knew what it meant, I was to make the arrangements for her. I contacted Tay and had him recruit some friends. After hotel reservations were made, I texted the address and room number to her, and then to Tay and his friends. Read more »

Submissive slut shared with strangers [mfm] [mfm]

Second story for submissive slut Karen. Third coming shortly.

After our night with my buddy as her unknown guest, she kept pestering me for his identity. Every time she did, she got a firm slap across the face, or ass, whichever was more accessible. She was hooked though – she loved the “anonymous” sex, or at least, sex with someone I picked. She loved being shared, and loved pleasing me, so it was a great combination. Her schedule opened up a bit more in the winter, as she had a break from school. She called two weeks out, letting me know she had a Thursday night free coming up because the pesky boyfriend would be out of town. I told her I would book a hotel. I asked who she wanted me to invite – the anonymous friend from last time, or one of the two craigslist guys I had been talking to. All she responded was “whoever you want me to fuck, Sir”. God I loved hearing my slut say that. Read more »

Our first threesome [MFM]

Last night was our first foray into the lifestyle. It arose organically with a classmate of Sara’s. They were both attracted to each other, so she asked if he would like to join us for a threesome. Apparently, this was not the first time he had been propositioned for a threesome, but it was the first one he accepted. Sara has never had sex with anybody besides me. We met at a pub last week so I could get to know him and see if we vibe. He was really chill, smart, and respectful, so it was on.

I was a little nervous, but I think we were both more excited than nervous. As I was showering and shaving in preparation, I started thinking about performance issues. “Oh god, what if I can’t get it up?” I decided to test it out by thinking about what was about to happen. Mixed results. Not a good sign.

We arrived at his house, started cooking dinner, and poured out some glasses of red wine. Sara picked out a cabernet and Ménage á Trois, because she is hilarious. Sara is really good at cooking, but this guy is an actual pro. He works at one of the better restaurants in the area, so it was really cool to see some of his skills and techniques. Read more »

Submissive slut used anonymously [mfm]

Backstory – I am a male Dom who likes to share my submissives. I have had two submissives in the last two years. This is the first story for the first girl

Karen had been my submissive slut for the past two years, on and off, as she had a boyfriend. Our time together was sporadic, but hot and heavy when we had time. She loved to be tied up, blindfolded, spanked, choked, and fucked for hours at a time. She got off on being told what to do, and overall loved being my submissive slut. She was a Type-A personality outside of the hotel room when we would fuck, but inside, she was fully mine. You could tell she enjoyed the release of having no control.

With my history of sharing my ex-girlfriend with my friends while we were dating, I decided to test Karen’s submissiveness, and told her I wanted to share her with others – teach her to do threesomes, and more. She replied with my two favorite words, “Yes, Sir”. I posted on craigslist and found two guys who fit what I wanted for her, and began exchanging emails with them both. She knew I was messaging them, but that was all she knew. I also had a friend of mine from school that I kept in touch with that I had shared my ex with, who I let know of the opportunity and he told me to let him know if it presented itself. Read more »

Playing games with the step dad Part 2 (M) (f) (inc)

Wow, what a weekend! I’m so tired and achy, but in such a good way. Things started heating up almost the second my mom left the house. My step dad (Jimmy) made me breakfast and when I went to get dishes for the table, he smacked my ass, I yelped and he laughed and said “just messing with you”. There was something in his laugh and the way he looked at me that made me hot in my stomach. Later on that day, after I finished my schoolwork he did take me mini golf. For a Saturday night, it wasn’t very full, the place was a little run down, I guess most people go to the movies or something instead, but I love mini golf so much that I didn’t care. It was just me and my step dad for most of the game. When he hit one ball it got stuck in a windmill and he told me to go down on my knees and try and get it out for him. I could feel his eyes on my ass as I crawled in my tiny jean cut offs and reached my arm under the windmill in search of the missing golf ball. My fingers felt along the old wooden panels until I finally found that pesky ball “got ya!” It was only as I went to pull it out, that I realized that my tank top was stuck on some wood. “Jimmy, can you help me? My shirt is stuck!” I felt his hands on my waist, traveling slowly up my shirt, barely grazing the sides of my breasts, then around to my neck and my shirt’s collar, to get me loose from the wood. He pulled me up and for a moment we were face to face, my chest touching his “thanks daddy” I whispered and then put his ball back in his hand. Read more »

Playing games with the step-dad Part 1. (M) (f) (inc)

I should really be more careful, I don’t know what possess me to dress the way I do around my step dad Jimmy. It’s like I want him to look at my body…okay maybe I do, is that so wrong? Maybe that’s why I sat so close to him on the couch last night when my mom was working late. I wore my old black yoga pants, with nothing underneath, they’re too sheer now to go to yoga class in, but they’re fine for sleeping in, or teasing my step daddy with. I always wear little white tank tops when I know he’s going to be around, because I am totally proud of my body, it looks way better than it used to. My belly is flat, but my chest certainly isn’t, and horseback riding has made me have very fit looking legs. Read more »