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I secretly wore a very slutty schoolgirl outfit to a bar [FM]

*Repost for the monthly contest. Happy Halloween!*

“What do you think about school girl outfits?” I text him.

I look at white pleated skirt, plaid top, and white socks stacked on my bed. Almost like I’m getting ready for my first day of school tomorrow or something. Hmm. Maybe I took it too far with the socks.

“Conflicted haha. They’ve been made hot but in the end we’re fetishizing young girls..” he answers.

I roll my eyes and respond “Don’t think about it so much 😉”

The next day he texts me, “So what was this school girl outfit thing about…”

Knew it. I just send him a [picture](https://imgur.com/a/YMui7rq) of me wearing it.

“Fuck.”

And then: “I need to fuck you in that.”

We’re supposed to go out for drinks the coming Sunday. Our relationship is mainly sex, but we always go out for a meal or drinks beforehand. It’s kind of like forced foreplay, makes us slow down and sit with each other for a couple hours before tearing our clothes off. Read more »

Renata part 3 23f/24m d/s, public, control

This part is from his point of view and so does not contain as much activity and sets up the next part of the story. So please read part two before you pass judgement.

Sitting at his desk as he aimlessly typed away at his computer replying to emails. His mind wander as it sometimes did when there was nothing challenging for him to take on at work. He had always been smart so answers came easy to him. He had been stuck on the past so much recently. Looking down at his phone checking his messages from her as she told him she was in her ways to meet her friends. Recieving a picture of her outfit for his enjoyment and approval. Switching apps as he playfully teased her making her toy vibrate. His mind continuing to drift to her and what they both had become. After that night he knew this was not something that would just go away. Read more »

Ohhhhhh, Bull !! A full weekend and sooooo satisfying.

I have been looking for ways to be impregnated. I even looked into AI (Artificial Insemination) and into NI (Natural Insemination. Both have been found to be successful, but NI has a higher success rate because the sperm being donated is ejaculated right from the man into the vagina. With AI there is a step using ovarian stimulation through medication. If the sperm is from a donor lab it has been frozen and must thawed out — which puts at risk a successful breeding — before being placed into the uterus with a medical catheter. AI has too many risks involved

We met here on Reddit and he was an experienced BULL breeder with 19 full term babies to his impregnating history. A real potent BULL. As a matter of fact his real name was literally Bullderth. A 6’4″ Blond and athletic German American male.

I told him of my desire to breed and I wanted to rent him for the whole weekend. When I explained that I wanted him to grab me ANYTIME he was horny… I had NO idea what I was in for. OMG! Read more »

Dishevelled [F], [M], [writer], [professor]

I walk into his office. His desk covered in books, disorganized and bookmarked in seemingly random ways. Papers waiting to be reviewed and read. Plants, half dead that have been forgotten to be watered. Sunlight peaks through the window behind him as he sits in his chair. I met him at a reading which we both were asked to attend and share our writing at. Both of our pieces filled with both sadness and a redefining of ourselves. He came to me afterwards, sharing his appreciation for what I had shared with the small crowd at the bookstore cafe.

“I think you’re writing is impressive. There is so much emotion and rawness that is balanced with insight and reflectiveness. It makes your writing extremely engaging, despite it being in essay form”. He says to me, as he takes a sip of his coffee. I have a few suggestions for edits, however, nothing major. The bones of the work is there. You are a very talented writer. Did you ever take any classes? Major in writing or literature?” Read more »

Trick or treat [M/F]

“Hush now, pet”

You’d said it to me countless times before. To watch me squirm and hold it in. As a reminder that the neighbors might hear.

Never before had it been a command.

Now, with the stakes higher than ever, I didn’t dare play the brat. If we were caught, we faced far more than your wife finding out you’ve been fucking a college girl for the better part of the year. No, these were real consequences. Real, serious, *legal* consequences.

Because just one wall away, in the front hall of the poorly insulated house, your wife was handing out candy to trick or treaters.

*Children.*

And while they wouldn’t be able to insinuate what we were doing from a moan or gasp or rattle of the headboard, their parents sure could. Parents who did *not* want their children exposed to perverts on what should be an innocent holiday.

So yes, I did hush. Put all the concentration my little sex-addled brain could into it.

But you sure weren’t making it easy on me. Read more »

FWB [MF] submissive girl goes all out

This happened years ago when I was in my 20s, I was friends with a smart athletic girl who played on my sand volleyball team. She was mid 20s, we were both single and ended up hooking up.
We were both pretty dominant people so a relationship realt wasn’t going to work, we tried but we ended up fighting a lot.
However we did have a good time in bed, so we decided since we both were single to keep that going.

One time during sex, a slapped her on the ass, she moaned and told me to do it again. That sort of led to a full over the knee spanking.
For someone who was as aggressive as she was, I never realized she has huge submissive streak. We started to explore this more and more, really pushing her boundaries to see how far she would take it.

One time when she came over I made her get completely naked on the front porch before I would let her in. Read more »

The time I 25[F] had an intense BDSM Session with a cougar 50s[F]

A few weeks ago, I met my ex’s mom at a Swinger’s event which led to this awesome meet-up. I visited
her not long after this.

 

When I arrived old memories came back, she still lived in the house I knew but she renovated the place. It now has a ‘clean’ modern style. Her youngest son, Tommy Jr. (I changed the names, he was named after his father), 24 years old and apparently studying economics, still lives at home. He wasn’t home, so Lucy and I had the place to ourselves. She invited me in and sat me down with a drink and explained today’s plan: Everything that happens today is voluntary, completely consensual and I can say no at any time to anything. We also talked about special kinks and our limits. After that was settled, we chit-chatted for a while. Her life during and after the divorce and my time since my ex were the main topics.

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The Cabin Part 2 [MF]

I woke early. It was rare for me to sleep in regardless of when I laid down. Rachel was curled nearly in a ball in my arms and snoring. I had morning wood and could feel it pressed firmly against her ass and back. I was tempted to wake her with kisses and sliding inside her still creamy pussy. But I decided I would let her rest and managed to extricate myself from the bed without waking her. I grabbed a pair of boxers and made some coffee to ait on the porch.

Liz had sent me a string of messages. How she missed me. How she couldn’t wait to reclaim me. By the end of her messages and pictures ahe was graphically describing how hard she would fuck me in front of Rachel to remind her I was taken.

It did not help my morning wood in the slightest. So I sent her a few messages in response with a couple of pics meant to make her just as horny when she woke up. Read more »

Claimed by Stranger at a Halloween Party [M/F] [F35] [M40s] [public] [forced orgasm] [dirty talk] [pussy play] [ass play] [CNC] [rough] [creampie]

This Halloween party started the same as always: at some executive person’s expensive and ridiculously large home. It’s crowded, dimly lit and professionally decorated. Everyone is in elaborate costumes, trying (as always) to outdo each other. It’s crowded, the music is loud,colorful lights flash, the drinks are strong, but this year is different…

I stand there in my sexiest costume – a lion tamer – complete with a tight red velvet jacket, push-up corset, leather skirt, thigh-high fishnet stockings and my sexiest leather pumps. I’m sipping on my old fashioned and looking around the crowded party for my husband. The music plays loudly and colorful lights strobe around us. I spot my spouse a way off, talking to some people who look important.

Suddenly, aggressively, I feel a hand around my throat. He pulls me back against his tall, broad torso. Before I have time to make any protest, his other hand is sliding down my ass and under my skirt. Two fingers plunge into my pussy. I stare at my husband with wide eyes, trying silently to catch his attention, but I’m already wet against this man’s fingers. His hand is squeezing my throat tightly, possessively. His two fingers are curling in my pussy. I’m a gravelly voice, he whispers, Read more »

[MF] As Good With His Hands As He Was His Cock

I’m a 38 year old wife, mother of three, living in middle-America. A real woman. I could be your neighbor. You’d never know, which is kind of the point. We have no clue what happens behind closed doors, up and down our street. I had a fairly popular (NoFans) Reddit account, where my husband and I shared the hot moments and sexy pics, but when you focus on the lifestyle and kink, you don’t get the full picture.

These are my stories.

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**As Good With His Hands As He Was His Cock**

Hot-take that’s not really a hot-take, incoming! The “I can’t please my woman because I have a small cock,” is bullshit, and a complete cuck mentality. It’s not a reality, unless your partner decides to make it so.

My husband will never have an 8 inch cock. Let’s be real- he’ll never have a 5 inch cock, but that’s not the point. The point is every man’s cock is what it is and despite what the ads on shady sites tell you, there isn’t much you’re going to be able to do about it. Does size matter? Frankly, yes. Does it matter most? In my opinion, no. Read more »