Nudity Retreat Humiliation [Fdom] [Hum] [Fm] [Exh] [Reluc]

I had just turned 21 and I was enjoying the sun at the Sierra Diabla Adult Nudist Retreat, partially to work on my tan, but mostly to try to overcome my shyness at being nude.

As I became familiar with my surroundings, I noticed that the retreat was pretty busy with a higher ratio of women to men; just then my thoughts were interrupted as a hand slapped my bare ass.

I whirled around and was shocked to see Sharon, a sexy cougar that had been my neighbor next to my childhood home. Sharon was a petite-yet busty 5’4” African-American woman with wide sexy blue eyes that seemed to smile at me, those same eyes that smiled mischievously when she’d caught me staring at her years ago while she was sunbathing.

“I thought I recognized that sexy booty !” Sharon said smiling; not having expected to see anyone I knew, I immediately felt self-conscious about my nudity.

“Give me a hug baby” Sharon said as she advanced and hugged me, my cock making contact against her warm, oiled skin and becoming half-hard as her hands slid down my back and playfully squeezed the cheeks of my ass. Read more »

Becoming a bit of a whore – [Group] [First-time] [Virgin] [Anal]

A lot of people have been asking me to repost this story, so here goes. It’s about how I lost my virginity, both vaginal and anal, in College.

Before college, no boys ever noticed me. I was too busy to have a boyfriend. Always studying. Going to after school activities. Anything to get into a good college. The boys only wanted the pretty girls. The cheerleaders. When I got to college everything changed. In one class, my engineering class, I was one of only 5 girls. Soon 3 dropped out. Suddenly I was the center of attention. Everyone wanted me to join their study groups. These 3 cute guys always sat next to me. From the beginning. I also had Math and Physics with them. So we always sat together. Two of them were roommates. The third was next door. My room was one floor up. We hung out a lot together. Read more »

[M]y Girl{F}riend and Her Social Studies [M]Teacher

This is a story about a time we went to a very upscale swinger’s house party and ran into her former high school social studies teacher.

I’m very hesitant to share any true stories on here because a lot of it could easily be traced back or expose someone else. I’m changing the names obviously but the rest of the information is generic enough to be left untouched. Also, there are just too many rude people and I just don’t need or want the aggro. It’s nice when a sexy lady sends you a message and says thanks for sharing yourself…then there’s always the little boys calling you a liar.

I’m 45 now, but back then I’m a young 20 yr old scrub. My girlfriend, Karen, is 19. We have been dabbling in various things – spankings, handcuffs, 3some with her girlfriend, discrete exhibitionism. Finally, we decide we want to try swinging and getting kinkier in general. Now, this is long before Reddit and social media, etc. Most of you are so damn spoiled it sickens me. You have the world readily available at the swipe of a touchscreen. You have information about sex, swinging, BDSM, FUTA, Hentai, etc. You literally have access to more information about those things than 1000 Libraries of Congress put together. My point is; you had to work hard, make connections, build networks, etc. It wasn’t easy. Read more »

Public Spaces Part III [MFF]

Jake’s erection hung inches from my nose. Our mysterious host took just a moment to take in the view and then grabbed me by the hair. She held Jake’s dick in her other hand and guided him into my mouth. I looked up at her as she slowly forced him deeper. She was nearing my limit when she relaxed a bit. I pulled back an inch and then worked Jake around with my tongue. Jake hummed to let me know he was enjoying it. She pulled me back to the tip and I flicked at it with my tongue. She smiled and then pushed him back in. She fucked him with my mouth for several strokes, never going deeper than I could manage. She pulled me all the way off.

“That’s enough, we don’t want him spent yet” She said.

“He won’t cum til I tell him to” I explained.

“Really?” She seemed dubious.

“Yeah, it’s his superpower” I let her in on Jake and I’s inside joke.

“We’ll see” she said. “lay down” Read more »

25M4F – Molding and Shaping a slut for Ownership – Mixture of very cute and very degraded. Come write with me!

I unmounted her quickly. Her tight pussy closing with a slop as I pulled out. Her intense breathing and gasps were everything I imagined they would be. I stood above with the belt taught for a few seconds. The way her back arched was majestic. I spat on her, dropped the make shift collar and lead belt and let her fall down naturally with fatigue. With her face to the ground, it took her only two seconds before she leant back and spread her arse cheeks like she knew she was supposed to. I smiled at her eagerness to serve and please. Then I spat at her gaping fuck holes one more time as we both panted, catching our breath.

This woman in front of me was everything I needed. I had to mindfully calm myself otherwise I would have jumped back on her and finished balls deep with a growl.

“What are you?”

“A slut to use.” She replied. Her sloppy pussy and arse opening and closing with her heavy breaths.

“Up.” I said as I walked across the room to take a seat, shaking my legs off to stop my left thigh from cramping. Read more »

Emma Watson Was Late for the Golden Globes [Str8][celeb][blkmail][voy][reluc]

I actually found this prompt via another subreddit, but took a little too long to get around to writing it. Enjoy.

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*Prelude*

“Bloody hell!” Emma Watson hisses as she walks into the gas station convenience store. She was late for the Golden Globes, currently in the process of missing the red carpet, and if her driver didn’t route them properly, she might also miss the award she up for, not that she had any hope of winning, but that, at least, she was resigned to. And now she had to sue the loo, desperately so, which was how her driver somehow got turned around, off the highway, and into area that could barely be called a neighborhood. The place was basically deserted, but the lights were on.

She glanced down at her white dress, short for an awards gown, but still presentable. Thw white of the dressed gleamed in the flourescents as she clicked in her heels over the pavement toward the entrance. Her breasts bounced with each step, free under the front of the dress, tied with a big bow at her collar. The dress was more or less backless but for a narrow stip of fabric that prevented her ass from falling out. She couldn’t have worn a bra if she wanted to, and the designer was adamant that nipple tape would show through the fabric. Instead, as she walked into the shop, her nipples hardened in the blasting AC, and in the brighter light, you could almost see her nipples. “The paparazzi are going to love that.” She thought, grimly. Read more »

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Of a Lust explored [M] [F]

This is a long one. I have written a few of my encounters, more than a decade ago. But I revisited this yesterday and decided to pen it down. If you don’t want to read how it all began, you can go down to the last three paragraphs, I suppose. Enough of the intro and onto the tale. Read more »

Late 40’s [F] and the college boy [M]: A first for both of us

[Repost from my previous account. I’m going to put up a few of my previous posts to fill in my history–leading into posts about other experiences I’ve had, too. For the impatient I’ve placed an **action starts here** below, as I realize this is long.]

Should probably start with a little explanation. As I was growing up I was tall, gawky, had glasses and an overbite. Then I was a wrestler throughout high school, got contacts, and dental work fixed my alignment to where I’m actually a pretty good looking guy (I’m told I look like the senior in Sixteen Candles), but I still have the perception of myself as a gawky kid with glasses and can still be somewhat shy until engaged and alternate between overconfidence and no confidence.

I remember hearing my dad and his buddies laugh about how ridiculous and unrealistic “I can’t believe it happened to me” letters that were in Penthouse (or Playboy? Both?) and that’s kind of how I feel about the experiences I’ve been fortunate enough to have–I don’t consider myself overly sexual or deviant, but I’ve somehow managed to have a lot of encounters that, upon reflection, are large in volume (everything from college girls to probably an unusually high amount of milfs/cougars) and kind of unusual (in semi-public rooms, fingering under the covers in front of the girl’s family, threesomes, with food, tying up, and so on) and seem like bs. Read more »