When the flirting with my coworker crossed the line from “innocent” to “unbearable” [MF]
[me 33f, him 44m… there’s a bunch of lead-up and context but skip to *** if you’re bored]
I love my workplace. I work with a bunch of retired military men, and so no one is particularly surprised or offended by off-color humor. Plus we have the world’s most incompetent HR person ever, so there’s no real fear of reprimand. It makes for fun breaks around the water cooler, as you’d imagine, though of course people do remember it’s an office and not a brothel so for the most part conversation stays pretty work-appropriate. I began working with one particular coworker more closely over the past month or so. I made a brief allusion to using teeth during a blowjob to my other female coworker as he was walking out of the room and he paused, looked back at me, and said “you… I think we’ll get along.”
Nymph Queen; [Mdom][Fsub][bdsm][huml][watersports][rimming][nsfl][dark fantasy]
Long time lurker here, with a new pen name for a story that I would probably drop dead from shame if people knew I wrote. I’m aware that all of you won’t like this, but to the one dude out there who does like this, you’re welcome… you filthy animal…
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No one ever believes me when I say that I am actually the forgotten queen of a forgotten land. My name is Nyrennaea, queen of the nymph people, heir to the lunar throne. I stopped introducing myself as such, a long time ago. That life is long behind me now. Even if the opportunity arose to return to it, I think I would have to refuse.
My stepfather, step-grandfather, husband, and former captor, King Zydrunas, was a cruel, evil man, who ruled the kingdom with an iron fist. He put himself above criticism, above the law, and above morality, and killed any who opposed him. My people stood up, and rejected the monarchy, choosing to govern themselves. However, within months, the humans conquered our petty kingdom, showering us with toxic, crude oil, poisoning our waters. Millions of nymph women were dragged from the ocean in vast nets, and forced into indentured servitude. The royal family didn’t escape this fate either; I myself was born into captivity. I’ve never had the desire to run a kingdom, and I don’t have the skills to do so. My entire life has been service to humans.
Luke and Jean – The First Time
The contrast in them was undeniable. He was six feet four, two hundred ten pounds. She was five foot three, and no more than one hundred pounds. But something drew them together.
Luke stood near the corner of the living room. With a slight lean against the wall, he held his beer in his right hand. His left hand traced the the top of the bottle counter-clock wise and his finger was wet with moisture.
Lukes piercing blue eyes glanced the room. Some of his friends were still around, talking. Drinking. And having a good time at the party. Other faces he didn’t know. He glanced by them and continued to search the room. The face he was looking for wasn’t seen.
He took a swig of his beer and walked to the far end of the room. Still looking left and right. It was late summer and the windows were open and a breeze was lofting into the room. It felt good against his khakis and short sleeve button down shirt Luke wore.
But he still couldnt find her.
[MF][Submissive-kink] – The master that made me cum like no other.
Hey GWS!
Long time lurker, first time posting here.
Long story with lots of context. Promise it’s worth it, especially if you’re a dominant female. :)
Like many of you, I get the thrill of exploring new sexual experiences, as well as diving deeper into ones I’ve dipped my toes into.One kink I’ve been exploring is master and slave roleplay, with myself taking on the slave role.
As a typical male, my whole life, and sex life for that matter, has always taught me to be the one leading the charge. It’s “manly” to lead and guide my female counterpart in the bedroom, providing rough, decisive handling to satisfy and please a woman. That being said, I’ve dabbled in the submission kink, as it’s refreshing and super sexy to me when a woman takes charge and knows exactly what she wants. It’s even sexier to me when I can let go of the feeling and need to “take charge,” and the woman guides my sexual desires. Whether it’s being bound physically or verbally being told I can and can’t do certain things (like when to cum), it all turns me on. You women may not comprehend how much that can get a guy going, because it’s so mentally liberating to feel helpless and at the control of you, your mouth, your hands, and your pussy.
Wife Takes Up Nudism [cuckold, exhibitionism]
[MF] Treats [Light Petplay] [First Encounter]
There’s something to be said for persistence.
I don’t remember when the nature of our relationship changed. We were satellites to our shared network, never friends exactly, just managed to turn up with a lot of the same people are roughly the same time.
He was always vaguely unsettling. I never felt threatened by him, but he flustered me, which largely seemed to amuse him.
The first time he was very subtle. Looking back I could see exactly what he was doing. It wasn’t a serious attempt to get my attention, more a nudge against my consciousness. He ordered my drink at the bar before I had a chance to speak, same thing I had been drinking all evening. He paid for it and didn’t pursue the matter. Left me with a wink and a vague frustrated need to thank him for a drink he hadn’t offered and I hadn’t asked for.
I barely saw him the rest of that night.
Splitting [MF] [oral] [bd] [Mdom] [long]
Splitting
“I’m sorry sir! I won’t do it again! Please! Please!”
“No. You won’t”. I bent over the bed to kiss her one last time, placed a hand on her throat, lightly squeezing. “I’m going to leave this cabin and you’re going to lay there and think about how close you came to disobeying me. When I’m done out there I’m going to come back in here and fuck you senseless. Once you’ve swallowed every drop of my cum, it might be your turn. Do you understand?”
Her body writhed against the restraints, pulling at the cords. Her breath came staccato as she continued to subdue her arousal.
“Yes sir. I understand” I moved my face close to her, one hand over her throat.
“What is going to happen?” I whispered into her ear.
“I’m going to lay here” she recited, “and think about how close I got to cumming. When you’re finished, you’re going to come back here and fuck me senseless. Then I’m going to swallow your cum. And then you’ll let me come.”
I pulled back and gazed into her eyes: “Maybe.”
Milking my wife [M] sucking the milk from [F] [Lactating] [Anal]
I have always found my wife to have amazing titts. When we first starting dating, she thought I was obsessed with her round full breasts because I sucked them all the time. Her areolas contract as her nipples get soooo hard as I lick. I would flick her nipples with my tongue as she panted wildly knowing her pussy was dripping wet.
Well, when we had our 1st child, her DD titts became HH’s. If she thought I loved her titts before, she couldn’t have imagined how much I wanted to work and suck them after they filled with milk! We got home from the hospital and she needed time to heal from a C-Section. It was fucking torture because her breasts were so engorged and I was insatiable for her monster jugs.
My Time as a Maid [Part VII] [FF] [Bondage]
The grocers stares came often as Anna pushed the shopping cart up and down the various aisles. Vacationing families, the remaining college students, and old ladies all had double takes as the cuffed girl made her way around the store. Anna blushed, but all she was concerned about was not seeing anyone she would recognize.
Luckily the list Miss Crosby provided was short and simple. Three bottles of white wine, a bag of grapes, some sort of artisinal cracker and various wedges of cheese. She picked up some prosciutto, smoked sausage and something called patě. The young girl that handed her the sliced meat didn’t bother looking at her eyes once the lock on her wrist cuff jingled. They both blushed.
Anna hit the self-checkout in an effort to stifle any more stares. She felt guilty, as if Miss Crosby would be disappointed. But she quickly made her way to her car and was on her way.