My first BDSM session [MF]
I’ve been seeing this girl for maybe a month now as of today. Nothing serious, just two people have a good time with each other. She works in a sex toy shop, and has an incredibly healthy sexual appetite. She was about 5’6 or so, I think. Brown skin, jet black hair, curvy. Turns out, she’s also got a bit of a BDSM streak in her.
Myself, I’ve always had a slight BDSM streak myself. Nothing intense or extreme, just a little bit of a power play type of thing.
Tonight was a special night though. She said that she had a surprise for me when I come over tonight. I was excited. She also instructed me to umm… get a brazilian. Okay, that was an odd request but sure. So earlier that week I went got myself waxed. That shit hurt, but I never knew it was possible to be so smooth down there.
I got over to her place around 8:30 or so. I knocked on the door and she answered the door in sweats. Wasn’t exactly what I had in mind for a surprise, but I was just happy to see her.
You Want Me? Then Take Me. [M/F, BDSM, Group Scene]
** *Continuation of [this story](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/5f1dhu/a_little_public_naughtiness_mf_ds/)* **
Rob breathed in and stared at Kat strung up on the post in front of him. It was strange playing with someone other than Cara. He rolled his shoulders. He flexed and relaxed his hands. It was strange. Definitely different.
When Peter had first asked him to do this, Rob had told the man that he had to think about it. Had to talk to Cara about it.
Not that he thought she’d be upset by it.
He scoffed.
No, she’d been thrilled.
Pushy.
She’d pushed him to do it.
“Try it,” she’d begged him. “It’s fun. You’ll see.”
He studied Kat, her shorter, slimmer, amber-toned body so different than his wife’s long, voluptuous, creamy form. A pixie instead of his goddess.
He studied her body, taut and tense. Fearful, maybe. Definitely nervous.
Not like Cara, who was always confident and brazen. Who enjoyed being tied up, but who—he’d always feared—never enjoyed it as much as he did. Who did it because he wanted it so much, and she knew it.
[MF] My fuck buddy with huge tits stole me away from a girl at the bar.
Hey, everyone. Girl here (not guy as title suggests). I’ve received a request to do a story I wrote already from the guy’s perspective. I thought it was weird, and I wasn’t very interested. However, I like creative writing, and I believe in trying new things. Anyway, here’s Wonderwall. No I’m joking; I’m just nervous, because he’s with me writing this. I’m going to be retelling [this story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5gan6x/mf_heres_one_for_the_small_fries/?st=iwdqx1r0&sh=f8549fca) from Ben’s perspective. To be totally clear, he is going to dictate his side of the story to me, and I will write it. It’s going to be in my writing style, because Ben’s terribleness at writing is equated to his amazingness in bed. Seriously, I made him verbally give me an excerpt just now, and I am surprised that his dirty talking is as hot as it is. He’s using the excuse that when he’s on the spot for something to get down on paper he’s bad.. too much pressure.. I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt. My own comments will be parenthesized in italics. I usually start out with a description of myself, but I’m going to instead post my previous description of Ben and then let him describe me in his own words.
[MFM] [HELP] looking for the story where OP, after fucking his girlfriend, let’s his buddy taste her pussy thru his cock
[MF] The Ride Of Her Life – Part 1
**The Ride of Her Life.**
This is the first part in a new series I am writing. This is my first time back writing after a break that has lasted almost seven years. Please feel free to leave feedback, send me DMs, and offer future plot twist.
It had been weeks since she last saw him, and now here she was, riding bitch on the back of his Harley as they headed into the countryside for his club’s weekly party. Their destination was still over half an hour away, and was tucked back into the hills. The “cave” as they liked to call it was on the backside of a small mountain, and was nothing more than a huge opening in the side of the mountain. A little farm house sat near the cave, and was owned by the leader of the biker club, Frank.
[FM] I have to get this off my chest. I just had some of the hottest sex with my co worker last weekend. I would love for others to share their favorite hookup stories too!
I’m sorry if this isn’t too detailed I’m at school right now waiting for class to start so I’m trying to type it up as fast as I can. If I missed some detail you want to know just ask and I will answer.
Sinful awakening
At this point I do not care what he wants to do to me, I just want him. I am so hungry and I am craving him more now than ever. He had me get up on the platform and made me rest onto my knees. He took both my hands and shackled them behind my back. He then took the end of the leather strap he bound me with and hooked it onto the platform.
http://confessionsofahousewife.net/sinful-awakening
Competition Winner [F] (Trophy wife, kink, masturbation)
[M]y [F]irst Experience off BDSMPersonals
*This is going to be a slightly longer story with more background, the end will be worth it though. And I dedicate this story to all the incredibly arousing and sexy stories I’ve read on here. I hope my words get some of you off.*
**Disclaimer:** This story contains extreme dirty talk with degradation and humiliation, as well as *eye-roll inducing* D/s talk (think Sir and Master).
I remember exactly where I was when I read Jane’s first message. I was at a geek bar getting my ass handed to me in mario kart by a good friend. We had just finished up ~~race~~ loss 14 and I needed another drink; my friend needed to piss. He got up and I decided to check my reddit account to see if anyone had responded to my post.
I had been posting on r/bdsmpersonals for a while at this point. Once every seven days, it was exciting when I got to ‘publish’, a new opportunity, hopes would arise. My wildest dreams had prepared me for such a response. You read that right, because Jane’s response was perfection in every sense of the word. It was exactly what I would want to read save for one detail… (I’ve removed a couple of personal details to protect Jane’s anonymity)