[MODPOST] State of the Sub – Settings update and changes, please read.

Hi all,

I wanted to talk about a couple settings that have been implemented recently after the amount of spam links in the comments we’ve seen increase dramatically as well as quite a few spam/troll accounts posting derogatory comments.

The most important one being the addition of **tags now being required** in your post title. A list of tags is in the sidebar and submission pages for review. If there are any others you feel should be added, please comment below and I will review and add as appropriate.

I’ve added some auto-mod settings to alleviate the amount of spam accounts, links, and trolls. I will be actively reviewing these processes going forward and make adjustments as needed. The biggest change was to the use of new accounts. Accounts less than a day old will be unable to post currently. I know this may conflict with those wanting to make throwaway/alt accounts to post but it’s not too restrictive enough to stop that, just delay.

really anonymous m/f

This happened last night and I still can’t believe it actually did. I’ve been awake all night and I guess I hope posting this might left me get a bit of rest before i go to work at noon.

So im a 29yo white male… average size and weight lets call it…

I’ve had a fantasy for a while of having a truly anonymous hookup with a woman… no names, no faces, no information on the other person…

I actually took some time to figure out how to do it. I found a cheap but clean motel where you could rig the door to be unlocked. I found a local board for the city where people posted hookup posts (ok honestly 1st time i tried it i posted to craigslist… ugh bad idea!).

So I finally got up the nerve to try it over the weekend. I posted my plan of getting a room, leaving a mask on the bed and leaving for an hour. She would arrive, undress, put the mask on, lay on the bed and get herself wet. I’d return, undress in the bathroom, get myself hard and condom on, put my own mask on. Get on the bed, fuck, leave the condom in the trash bin, get dressed, leave. She’d wait 15 minutes, dress, leave. I’d come back, check out. No names or face or phone numbers, only contact via the board system and my newly created linked to a free email account username.

Visited a light femdom for the first time [X-post /r/sex]

Hey folks,

I wasn’t sure whether to post his to /r/femdom or /r/cfnm, but those both seem to be porn subs, so I figured it was more appropriate here. I hope this doesn’t count as an “achievement” post, as I’m not trying to crow about this. I simply have literally no other outlet for sharing this and I figured it might be interesting to some folks.

Basics: I’m an early-30s guy. From time to time I trawl craigslist looking for sexual encounters. Light ones with guys (i.e., /r/jobuds), anything goes with women. Recently, I came across an interesting post advertising a clothed female, nude male (CFNM) encounter that had light domination elements. I don’t really have a clue about dom/sub, but I’m clearly more submissive in bed (I’ve always wanted the woman to tell me what to do, which feels sort of shameful as it seems expected that I’ll control the encounter). I thought this would be an interesting thing to explore.

I emailed the person and got an email back. She refused to send pictures, and said she did this out of a reputable business so it was a risk to her and she wouldn’t send identifying info. She detailed how the session would go, and we talked scheduling. We set up a time (today, which is about a week after we talked).

That time I (M23) fucked a lesbian (F21)

Longtime lurker in general, just found this sub recently and have been reading it voraciously, so thought I’d finally make an account and contribute a story or two of my own. My sex life has overall been fairly by the books and unremarkable, but there have been a handful of notable experiences. Names have been changed. Sexy stuff begins after the row of hyphens. Begin now!

I was 23 at the time of this story (not currently), and it was the summer between my junior and senior years of college (first senior year anyway, woooo victory lap). I was back home for the summer, living in a house with my brother “Bill” and one of our old friends “Matt.” The house was Matt’s, and his girlfriend stayed over more often than not. We were all working a lot and came and went as we pleased, Matt in construction, Bill at a particular “big box” electronics store that is no longer around, and myself at the deli counter in our local grocery store (part of a big chain here in the south).

Just another day at the office

Years ago, probably late 90s, I was in the personal protection industry. Body-guarding if you will. I worked at a well known company as the CEOs personal bodyguard. I worked for about 18 months on this detail. I wore a suit and tie with my weapon well concealed. The employees had no clue who I was nor what I did there. It was not an overt security presence. I had a private office on the top floor which I honestly used mostly to sleep in during the day. This was just about the easiest assignment I’d ever undertaken. The guy didn’t think he needed me, and I mostly obliged him. Spending most days sleeping in the office or moseying around the campus smoking Marlboro lights. I noticed a woman on several occasions, normally also smoking, and she seemed a bit out of place there. I knew she worked in the tax department on the same floor I was on, but knew nothing else about her. She wore leather skirts that seemed a bit too high for the office, and shirts cut a bit too tight. Fishnet stockings were usually very prominent as well. Beautiful, blonde, unusual lady.

I’m too young for sex :( pt. 22 [ff]

I was helping Mom wash the breakfast dishes when she surprised me.

“Why don’t we call Sam and go shopping for something to wear to the dance?”

After I put the dry plate away, Mom handed me another wet one with a curious smile on her face. My heart raced as I dried the plate quickly, then ran to the house phone. The school was on our speed dial. Seconds after the outgoing message started, I punched in the code for Sam’s room number.

“‘ello?” Sam sounded so sleepy that I wished I was snuggled up next to her.

“Hey,” I breathed. “Did I wake you?”

“Yeah, but what a great way to wake up,” she purred as I heard her stretching noises.

“Mom suggested we go shopping for something to wear to the dance on Friday.”

“Gimme twenty minutes to shower and change,” Sam giggled. She was so adorable. I heard her moving around quickly through the phone.

“We’ll be there to pick you up as soon as we finish the dishes.”

“Steph,” Sam said, suddenly still, her voice overflowing with emotion. “I’m so glad we met.”