Ballerina Occidental

By Cleopatra Alexandria

*Based on a true story.

The Holo-TV produced photons which travelled through space coming to rest on a digital retina. Alexandria spread across an old couch watching. Being that she was a hyper sophisticated synthetic creation when she watched Holo it was the electronic equivalent of a dog communicating with a human. The Holo unit had a brain as well as all things did now, at least in The City, but it was a primitive processor/motherboard setup more similar to ancient computers than to Alex’s mental schematics.

Her mind was the result of over 200 years of computer science combined with relatively new innovations in nanotechnology. Being that scientists could now recreate hypercomplex structures at the atomic level, a level of complexity had been reached in electronic (positronic) minds that was similar to that of the human brain. The debate still raged as to whether the human mind could be perfectly duplicated in electronic form, but Androids like Alex were as close as the tech had come.

[FM] An evening over twelve years in the making [long, rom, toys, anal, bond] part 2

[Part 1 found here](https://redd.it/60b6jf)

Julie was bent over my bed, her wrists restraint securing her arms together behind her back. Her ankles were similarly bound while spreading her legs wide to the posts of my bed. I was gently playing with the butt plug that was still firmly lodged in place. Fingers expertly pulling it out with the greatest of ease and letting her own pressure suck it back in. The gasps and moans she let out were satisfying to both of us. I loved pleasing this woman. Her occasional protests of “…please… uhhh… fuck me” only renewed my constant state of arousal. I *needed* this night to last as long as I could. I used this slow teasing to rest my weary arms and hands from seemed like a marathon vibrator assault from earlier. I kept the momentum going so that I could build her desire into something more.

During the previous two weeks, our sexting divulged quite a bit of the *intimate habits* of Julie. This woman loved sex and self gratification was her preferred method of choice given her circumstances in recent years. I had a rough idea of how much she could take without making her pass out into pleasure coma. It wasn’t much of an idea mind you, but I could tell the secure woman that she was could take a bit sexual appeasement before succumbing to exhaustion.

[FM] Sex, domination, love. All enhanced by my LSD trip with my Master

I’ve done hallucinogenic drugs a few times, but the best times are always with Sir. Some of the most happy moments of my life were spent in bed with him, tripping. I want to share what that’s like.

As the drugs kick in, a wave of happiness washes over me. I feel tingly and can’t stop smiling. Everything feels good. Sir and I start to run our hands over each other; our perception of touch is heightened. As I look over his body, I can see every hair, cut and muscle very clearly, and they appear to dance around in patterns.

Sir grabs the leash attached to my collar and leads me to the bed. I am ready to fully submit to him. He pulls me close for a deep kiss before pushing my onto the bed. He climbs on top of me and kisses me again. As I lay back, he works his lips down to my neck. My head is spinning. The fairly lights above the bed look like a kaleidoscope of colour, and the shadows are dancing on the ceiling.

Sir has now made his way down to my pussy. “Do you want it, Pet?”

Aunt Jean & I

This is a work of fiction/fantasy.

I moved in with Aunt Jean and Uncle Norman when I was a sophomore in high school, due to the death of my Mother, Uncle Norman’s older sister. When I was a senior Uncle Norman became real sick and after local Doctors couldn’t figure out what was wrong with him, he was referred to a large hospital, in another state, for tests. The tests could take up to a week to do, depending on what they discovered. We made all the necessary arrangements and made the trip to the other state. Once there we dropped off Uncle Norman at the hospital and got him settled in, before we left to go to our hotel to get checked in.

The time my husband fingered me at a friend’s house [FM]

For a bit of intro, my husband and I are in our twenties. I’m 5’7″ with wide hips and a big butt, a little bit of a belly and c-cup breasts. I have long, colored hair. He is 6’2″, wide chested and narrow waisted, lean but not skinny. He has dark, short hair and a full beard. We will call him D.

We were hanging out at a friend’s house, my best guy friend. We can call him C. We were all pretty high, just chilling on the couch, and after a long day my friend fell asleep. Soon my husband and I have our hands all over each other. We were biting each other’s necks and he was playing with my boobs through my thin tank top. I was trying so hard to be quiet; it does not come easily to me.

D was rock hard; I was soaked. He was rubbing me through my jeans while I stroked him through his. I whispered something about should have worn a skirt, D said he wanted me to cum. I said that wasn’t going to happen through the jeans.

[m] [older F] Mrs. Robinson or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Cougars

I realized that the last time I submitted this story I left out a fair bit of the actual juicy sex-stuff, which is why people read these stories anyway, so I’m giving it a redo to try and add more detail to that section if my memory will allow it. Bear with me here.

So, if you’ve read my first story you know that in my first semester of college, I had been frequenting tinder and was lucky enough to lose my virginity to a fellow freshman girl. Meanwhile, I had also been messaging and even had met up with a 37-year-old woman, though at the time I wasn’t entirely sure where it was heading. This story is where it was fucking heading, so strap yourselves in. Also for reference: I am about 5’11”, dark brown hair, brown eyes, I didn’t have a beard at this point in time but kept some stubble, I have a fit body with a decent amount of body hair, and a good-sized cock lengthwise but a very nice amount of girth. Kelsey is about the same height, darker eyes, long blonde hair, slim and toned body, very large breasts, and a great round ass.

Sub’s perspective: a night at the club [MF] [BDSM] [exhibitionism] [Mfm]

Sir had instructed me to wait for him in my car once I arrived at the dessert boutique we were meeting at. I obeyed. Sir parked next to me and got out of his car to greet me. As he opened the door, he leaned in to hold my face and kiss me. I smiled. I got out of the car and hugged and kissed Sir again. We walked inside together, surprised to see our friend standing inside already. She greeted us, Sir with a hug, and me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

We picked out our dessert and sat down at a table in the far left of the boutique for some privacy. We chatted with our friend for awhile.

Sir made me show off for her, instructing me to swing my left leg over the arm of the chair and trace my fingers over my cunt while looking at her and detailing what I am to Sir. I obeyed, reciting:

“Your fucktoy, Sir.”

“And what does that mean?”

“That all of my holes are for your use in whatever way you see fit.”

“Good girl. What else are you?”

The apogee of my Sadism to date. [MF]

I met Alex in the room I rented for her above the bar. The occasional crash of bottles punctuated the otherwise constant murmur from below. To hide the sounds of what we did, I played Opera. Today’s selection was Jean-Phillipe Rameau’s Hippolyte et Aricie. Deep in my heart, I hoped we’d hit the Trio de Parques.

As soon as the music started playing, I slapped her hard across the face. As she was reeling from the blow, I grabbed a handful of her hair, and forced her down onto the bed. I put my left foot on her head, forcing her face into the bed, and bound her hands behind her back.

I used my linoleum knife to cut her shirt off her body. I took her bra off. (I didn’t cut it off, because finding a decent one is damn hard, and there are limits to my sadism.) I pulled her shorts off, and cut her panties off.

[MF] Sleep-Breeding [kink] [internet-MFM?]

*My little and I have been into sleep play for a long while, having made her cum in her sleep on several occasions over the past two-plus years. However, she’s a fairly light sleeper on the whole, so fingers have been the absolute limit — she’d wake up just as she reached the apex. Last night, that changed.*

*For context, we are married but in a poly relationship, hence the mention of her boyfriend. That’s an LDR, so Snapchat is their friend. On to the story…*

**Preparation**

It started with one drink, then another, then 4 or 5 after that. At first I thought that she was just in a drinking mood, then she whispered, “I’m doing this for you.” I knew what she meant in an instant and I began to think about how to make this a success.

Her boyfriend made this one easy for me. He told her that he was going to get himself off and she requested pictures and video. He obliged, asking the same in return from her. So as we so often do, we began a little bit of fun for his entertainment.