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[FM] Tied Up and Fucked By My BF

I’ve been a long time lurker here and thought I should finally give back and share an experience of my own. I don’t consider myself a writer so sorry in advance if it’s not good or too long but please let me know what you think and I might post more stories if there is interest.

My bf and I love to get a bit rough and we were both feeling very horny after a fun night out. I was quite drunk and especially turned on and asked him during the night to tie me up when we got home and have his way with me. I love to be submissive and slutty with him and he is more than happy to take the reins. We both have a very high sex drive which is great because we can keep up with each other! My bf is the tall dark and handsome type, 6’2 and built, with a very thick 9 inch cock. I’m a curvy girl, 5’6, brunette with DD’s. I made sure to dress up for him how he likes in a slutty black g-string, choker and my hair in pig tails. I knew this look would drive him crazy and couldn’t wait. Read more »

Coworker joins us. Our first [FMF]

This happened two nights ago, after talking about it for a while, my Partner (H) 23, tall blonde, cracking ass and nice perky b cup tits messaged a coworker from where we both work. Saying it was my ultimate fantasy to have two girls go down on me at once. A quick message back said she was game and she’d come round after she finished work.

She arrived, (R) is about 5,6, very busty, and a pretty face, after some semi awkward chatting and a drink, I moved to sit on the sofa next to H. A little more small talk before I invited R to come join us from the chair. She perched down before I lent over to kiss H, her hands on my thigh. I pull away and look to R, we share a kiss. Any awkwardness now evaporated.

I break away again and say it’s time for them to kiss, H now stroking my hard cock over my joggers, R’s hand on my thigh. They share a quick kiss while I suggest H takes her top off. Which leads to me removing mine after her protest. Read more »

Becoming His Daughter, [crossdressing, Mm, Older/young]

Note: I wrote this a couple weeks ago, looking for input before I write another.

How I became a Crossdressing Sissy Slut –
When I was 16, the summer before my Senior year in High School; I use to chat and cyber with men and women from around the US. I use roleplay/catfish as a teenage girl, most of the time if they asked, I would tell them the truth. I found a guy that lived near me and he convinced me to meet him. He knew I was a boy and enjoyed being a girl.

We talked about what we could do together. We concluded that I could probably fit in his daughter’s clothes, who’s a year older and just graduated. She was out of the house a lot and he found himself alone on his days off while his wife worked.

The day came and I showed up at his house. He was super nice and offered me a alcoholic drink that I took him up on, to calm the nerves. We both were nervous, neither of us had done this before. He showed me his daughter’s room and he had laid out an outfit he would like me to wear. Short while skirt with a lacy tank top. Matching bra and panties of course. Read more »

Dear Boston… [F][STR]

Dear Boston,

I had a dream about you last night. I do not know how you crossed the 3,000 mile distance, but you were there and left my body shivering.

I was sitting at the counter, my student’s math test separated into different piles to differentiate between graded and not graded, sadly the later was the bigger pile. I was just beginning to feel the beginnings of a headache when your warm fingers trailed across my neck. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, the aches of a long day disappearing, and a different ache taking over. Your lips follow the path your fingers took on my neck in barley there kisses, simply meant to tease as your hands travel across my shoulders, down the sides of my breasts, finally settling on my stomach. I’m melting into your touch already, tilting my head to give you more access to my neck in a silent plead for more, please. I feel you smile into my neck. Read more »

A trip to a Phoenix strip club ends up being hotter than expected! A story about our first trip to a strip club as a married couple. [FFM]

I recently heard that Hiliters club in Phoenix, AZ was in some kind of trouble. It’s a shame because it is (or was) a fun place. Hope this isn’t true!

A few years ago, on one of our trips to the Phoenix/Scottsdale area we were in the mood for a few lap dances after we got done learning about Arizona’s native American culture at the Heard Museum in downtown Phoenix. A quick Google search of the area led us to Hiliters, literally within 5 minutes. So off we went. This was to be our first strip club experience as a married couple.

Typical strip club both inside and out appearance wise. What wasn’t typical, was that there were several good looking ladies on a weekday afternoon. It was probably 1 to 2 pm. Walk into any Tucson strip club at that time and you see nothing but woman way past their prime. To be avoided, but this place was different. Different town, different ideology I guess. Read more »

Waking Up

The next morning, she woke up feeling his hand lightly around the left side of her panties. He tugged at the waistline but stayed above it, moving so slowly and lightly sometimes she thought she had imagined his hand. Slowly circling her left hip bone with his forefinger, she felt her stomach start to tighten up. She didn’t want to move and disrupt his movements – he was being so gentle and she wasn’t used to that. He gradually dragged his fingers across her stomach, resting his palm on her belly button and shifting his shoulder. She felt his hand go up and down with her sleepy breathing. He traced along her stomach until he reached the island on the other side, and drew his fingerpads along her bone. She stayed still and enjoyed the feeling of his warm hands on her body. Curious, he brought his fingers back along her stomach and slowly up, feeling the soft bounce of her tummy, stopping at the sharp jar of her upper rib bone. Mentally, she sighed. She never liked how those two bones jutted upwards, rivaling her breasts when a boy was loving her. He circled them with this thumb – once, twice, then felt upward with his pointer finger – swiping gently upwards on the underside of her right breast. She did everything she could to keep her breathing normal – especially when she felt him grow bolder and dip his thumb over her nipple. Still moving extremely slowly he palmed her breast and squeezed gently, then tickled her nipple. She heard him softly chuckle when she tightened up into a hard point and she felt lightning bolts flash down below, creating heat between her legs. Her left leg shifted slightly and he rolled over, moving his knee on top of her and snuggling up into her left side. All of a sudden his hand moved all the way down her body to her panties. He hesitated. She realized she was holding her breath. His palm rested right above where her little tufts of hair peaked out from her panties. Up, and down with her breath. She felt his hand move downwards, over her panties, resting on her mound. She knew once he felt her wetness her game would be over. He pressed down, not moving his hand from its position. In her neck she felt tingling and her hips started to wake up. Slowly, still over her underwear, he moved his three fingers left for two seconds, then right for two seconds. He was slowly waking up her clit and she was loving it. Still sleepy, she lowly groaned and turned her head to face his, keeping her eyes closed. He chuckled again and rubbed her clit through her panties in slow, wide circles. She knew if he kept this up she would orgasm in mere minutes. Back and forth, back and forth she felt his dull fingerpads move left and right over her warming center. She felt his hand move to her left thigh, gently pushing. She acquiesced, parting her thighs until her feet were together. Her hips gently raised from the bed, looking for his hand. He laughed and nuzzled her neck, drawing his hand up to her breast, squeezing hard – murmuring into her ear, “What are we going to do with you?” He played with her nipples, scraping his nails across them and rolling them between his fingers. This went straight to her clit and she felt herself becoming wetter through her panties. Her hips moved again, involuntarily, and his hand dove to her center, dipped his fingers into her panties, pressing down on her clit with his palm. She kissed his nose and yawned, pressing her hips up into his hand. Using his thumb, he circled her clit over and over. She felt her hips tighten and her breath quicken and she couldn’t restrain her legs from moving. He grabbed her left thigh and pushed it away, giving him wide open access. She was completely vulnerable to him and she knew he wanted to play with her and see what he could do. He dipped a finger down to her wetness and brought some back up, still gently circling her clit with his two fingers. As he quickened his pace, she couldn’t keep control and let out a low moan. She felt his lips grab on to her ear and he breathed “my beautiful.” At this point her hips are writhing back and forth. He reaches down with his other hand and inserts two fingers, rubbing her clit now vigorously with his thumb. In and out she feels his fingers try to fill her but they can’t. She reaches down to his hardness and strokes it – feeling it rock hard at this point forming a tent with his boxers. He shook his head and pulled away – “we’ll get to that, baby.” All of a sudden he threw the blankets off and he was on top of her, straddling her, sucking and teething on her breasts while his hand rubbed and stroked between her legs. Her legs struggled to go wider, allowing him fuller access. He kissed down her body and she felt her eyes roll back in her head when he replaced his hand with his tongue and licked from north to south. Her clit tightened up and she moaned, “I’m so close baby.” His nose teased her clit back and forth while he tongue fucked her. He pulled back for a second and removed all touch from her center. Her head jerked up in confusion and he smiled his malicious smile at her – just wait. Her center pulsing, she waited – until the feeling died down. Then he dove back in, this time with his tongue drawing figure eights around her clit. He was doing something different – not using the tip of his tongue but kind of pushing more of his tongue all around her. It felt incredible and absolutely mesmerizing. She moaned and felt his fingers push into her yet again. Around and around he sped up his tongue and she felt dizzy. Her hips pressed upwards and she felt her entire body overtaken by a rush as he circled and flicked her clit, pressing down on her stomach with his other hand. For a solid 10 seconds she was in ecstacy and he continued doing work on her center. She finally came down and pulled his head up for a deep, long kiss, feeling his hardness poking into her belly. She loved feeling him poke into her belly. She moved the tip of his head into her opening and grabbed his butt, pushing him into her in one full stroke. Her wetness enveloped him and squeezed him between her legs. His hands on her breasts again, he pumped and filled her completely. She laughed in his ear and bit his neck, nipping every time he came down. As she felt him get closer, his hand reached down again to rub gently on her clit. She threw him over and straddled him, pressing herself down onto his hardness over and over again, feeling her breasts flatten on his chest and seeing his eyes stare into hers. She rocked back and forth, and bracing herself with her knees, moved faster and faster. It felt delicious and sinful. He started to jerk and shimmy and she knew he was close. “Can you finish in my mouth, baby?” She pumped her mouth over his swollen head, feeling him grow harder and harder and tasting salty. He moaned her name once – twice – a third time and she knew he was close. He warned her – with choked breath and barely words – and then spurted out into her mouth, warm liquid everywhere. She lapped it up and had to swallow multiple times there was that much. She nuzzled up to him and threw her leg over his knees. After a few minutes he relaxed, kissed the top of her head, and said: “Goodmorning, Baby.” She laughed.

[MF] Fwb at work, cheating

It all started when a co-worker I had never met before scheduled a meeting with me and another IT guy I work with, stating that she needed help with an issue she has encountered. She hadn’t spent much time in our IT area, so I led us all to a smaller conference room kind of out of the way. As it turned out, we only needed the other IT guy for a little while, as the problem she encountered dealt more with the software that I manage/maintain.

Anyway, the meeting stretches out pretty long, and we eventually made our way to my desk to go over data since I didn’t bring my laptop to the meeting. Over the course of 3 hours I learn that she is kinda new to the company, and is currently only a temp worker. Despite this, she seemed to have a very solid understanding of some complex business processes, and I was quite impressed with how much she had learned. Read more »

[MF] A story about the nicest guy I know and how I took his virginity.

It is nearly the end of my first year at university, and I am 20 years old. I am also two months pregnant, but at this point nobody knows it except me. It hasn’t started to show.

Being primarily a music school, the college doesn’t have a big IT department. Computer support is provided by a small department of mostly middle aged men, who have a habit of staring at your tits while you talk. For the most part, I keep well clear.

But they have an assistant, part time – a computing PhD student from the science university next door. His name is Ben and he’s first year PhD, so around 22 – a couple of years older than me.

I’ve seen Ben a couple of times, helping people out in our computer room, and setting things up before lectures. He’s medium height, pale, slightly podgy, with bad geeky clothes. Nothing to make a girl look twice, in other words – a typical geek. But watching him help out over the course of the year, I find I actually do look twice, and see a bit more than the geeky exterior. When he helps people with their IT problems he is kind, patient and knowledgeable. He answers questions politely, without the condescending lectures of his colleagues, and when he smiles his face looks – for want of a better description – kind. Over the year he has helped me out a couple of times with minor problems, always solving them quickly, and despite his evident shyness he is well liked by everyone in my year. Read more »