[F/M] The things I do for a good fuck

“I’ll be there in 15” (Hit send) I look down on the three shots I’ve poured out for myself. It’s 11:30PM on a Friday night. I was ready to go to bed up until about 10 minutes ago. I exhale a light yawn and down the tequila. “The things I do for a good fuck” I think to myself.

The uber parks across the street from Lux. I look over to see the line starting to pile from the door and pull myself out of the passenger seat to walk over.

Making my way through the crowd, I spot him- there’s Theo.

The floor was enlivened. Half an hour into drinking and dancing, we decided to leave.

Sitting in the back of the car on the way to his house, the driver asks us how our night was. In my usual friendly manner, I reply and start a conversation. Theo on the other hand had other things in mind.

With his hand already sitting on my thigh, he slowly makes his way between my legs. Slipping under the lace, he graces his hand lightly around my clit then steadily makes his way on to the opening. Pushing through with both fingers, he glides in with enough pressure.

Slowly earning her ‘cum slut’ title. [true] [MF] [bd] [exh] [Fsub]

Tiff really wants to be a cum slut. Overall she just loves being called dirty names, and she’s used to men just jumping at the opportunity to talk dirty to her. But we have a different arrangement. With me, she needs to ear her names. So far she’s a slut, which she earned simply by telling me her recent stories of the men she has been fucking. Some regular, some one night stands, she just really enjoys being a complete slut, which is something I admire in her open sexuality. Cum Slut however, needs to be earned.

She tells me how much she loves cum, and has shown me a couple times how well she can take a full load in her mouth without losing a drop. Which I’m told is no easy feat with me, I tend to cum a LOT.

One night, as we finished a fun night of sex and bondage, as she was on her way out I slid her panties back off and told her I was holding onto them, for now. She obliged and let me hold onto the very sexy lace panties that were completely soaked in her juice from an evening of teasing. When she asked me what I was going to do with them, I simply responded, “Just helping you become the Cum Slut you want to prove to be”. And that was the end of the conversation.

Slowly earning her ‘Cum Slut’ title. [mf]

Tiff really wants to be a cum slut. Overall she just loves being called dirty names, and she’s used to men just jumping at the opportunity to talk dirty to her. But we have a different arrangement. With me, she needs to ear her names. So far she’s a slut, which she earned simply by telling me her recent stories of the men she has been fucking. Some regular, some one night stands, she just really enjoys being a complete slut, which is something I admire in her open sexuality. Cum Slut however, needs to be earned.

She tells me how much she loves cum, and has shown me a couple times how well she can take a full load in her mouth without losing a drop. Which I’m told is no easy feat with me, I tend to cum a LOT.

One night, as we finished a fun night of sex and bondage, as she was on her way out I slid her panties back off and told her I was holding onto them, for now. She obliged and let me hold onto the very sexy lace panties that were completely soaked in her juice from an evening of teasing. When she asked me what I was going to do with them, I simply responded, “Just helping you become the Cum Slut you want to prove to be”. And that was the end of the conversation.

Instructions Ch. 7-9 [str8] [MF] [bdsm] [Fsub]

Chapter 7
Her stomach was a tight knot as she walked to the supply closet in the back. Clutching tightly to her bag she smiled at her coworkers and deflected attempts at small talk doing her best not to attract further attention. She knew the supply closet toward the back of the building was really more of a maintenance room. Down a long flight of stairs and near the boiler it was a place you only went if you really needed something so she hoped there would at least be a modicum of privacy for whatever he was about to do to her.

“I’m here,” she texted after clicking the lock shut behind her. There were only a handful of people in the building with keys and she was relatively sure that none of them were here today.

“Strip.”

She could sense the disappointment behind his words and felt her cheeks flush red with shame for letting him down. She knew she should have stopped, knew she shouldn’t have cum. She loved following his directions, even when it hurt, loved the way he’d tilt her chin up to look at him and say, “Good girl.” Well there was none of that coming anytime soon.

Waiting is the hardest [F/M]

Waiting had never been my strongest attribute but we had promised one another to refrain from masturbating until we saw each other again. The only problem was that he was gone for two whole weeks. I never tended to masturbate often but when you tell me I can not do something, then suddenly I want to do it all that much more.
It was 14 days, that’s all. The challenge seemed an easy one and I was convinced that he would be the one to fail. He has a crazy sex drive and there could be no way he could resist. To add to the challenge we agreed to set up a forfeit in case one of us was to fail. This was perfect and I knew this was the perfect opportunity to have my way with him.

Before I could even type what I would want from him he had already sent me his. On our next date night I would have to go to dinner in a skirt and no underwear. He had also requested that if I failed that I would have to wear a butt plug for the entirety of that evening. The thought of it alone turned me on and I could have failed right there and then. I reached down and felt how wet I had become. This was day one and I already felt the urge to fail. Losing wouldn’t be so bad with that forfeit. I never knew he was into that and neither did I.

Waiting is the hardest [F/M]

Waiting had never been my strongest attribute but we had promised one another to refrain from masturbating until we saw each other again. The only problem was that he was gone for two whole weeks. I never tended to masturbate often but when you tell me I can not do something, then suddenly I want to do it all that much more.

It was 14 days, that’s all. The challenge seemed an easy one and I was convinced that he would be the one to fail. He has a crazy sex drive and there could be no way he could resist. To add to the challenge we agreed to set up a forfeit in case one of us was to fail. This was perfect and I knew this was the perfect opportunity to have my way with him.

Before I could even type what I would want from him he had already sent me his. On our next date night I would have to go to dinner in a skirt and no underwear. He had also requested that if I failed that I would have to wear a butt plug for the entirety of that evening. The thought of it alone turned me on and I could have failed right there and then. I reached down and felt how wet I had become. This was day one and I already felt the urge to fail. Losing wouldn’t be so bad with that forfeit. I never knew he was into that and neither did I.

Fuck her, but don’t you dare cum. 25M, 25F, and 18F

This summer, I’ve been spending the majority of my sexcapades with an 18 year old girl, Maddy, and my 25 year old ex-gf turned FWB, Meg. They know of each other, they’ve fucked each other a few times, and we’ve all had sex together several times. Maddy had been gone on a family trip for 2 weeks and needed a good fuck when she got home.

The complication comes in with the factor that Meg and I, over the weekend, decided to give our relationship another try, this time with honesty about our respective sexual needs. Maddy knows that I’m back with Meg. It’s not cheating if you have permission and are encouraged to sexplore by your SO.

Yesterday, I get a text from Maddy saying that she needs sex as soon as I get off work. Yay, me! I tell Meg and Meg sends me a text back “You’re going to fuck her, but don’t you dare cum until I say so.” Instant fucking hard-on.

Girls’ Weekend [FFF] [Les] [exh] [reluc] Ch. 6-7

#~Chapter Six~
##The First of Many…

Mandy had taken off her sweatpants, and was now in her t-shirt and panties only. Her thighs are draped over mine, and are warm. Her skin is soft. With the wine, and the attention, I was getting warm all over. She positioned her legs in a way that held my thighs open, and I felt her crotch at my bum. She’s kissing my neck and her hands reach around and she traces a line up my thighs from my knees to the waistband of the panties I’m wearing. I feel her slide each of her thumbs into the waistband, and they come to rest just on the edges of my triangle. It feels so good. “I think they fit fine, Tammy. Why don’t you see for yourself?” Amanda keeps her hands right there, not moving them, tantalizingly close to my hot spots. This is driving me crazy, it feels so good! I squirm, and look down in front of me and see that Tammy too has stripped down to her underwear. She looks up at me, smiles, and then ducks her head. I feel her soft cheek against my thigh, and she slides down my right leg, and starts kissing her way up my foot, calves, and then knees. Her mouth leaves a wet trail as her kisses linger, and her head comes to rest on my left thigh. She looks up and winks at me, and starts licking at Amanda’s thumb. I feel her hot breath, and hear the sound of her mouth. She then moves across my triangle slowly, and she lingers so that I feel her hot breath. Her eyes look up to Amanda, “Mmm… Mandy, our friend smells a little like you now. I’ll need to get a little closer to check the fit.” She then takes Manda’s other thumb in her mouth, and moves back across my triangle. I feel the moisture from her mouth, and it makes make me hotter.

How Dungeons & Dragons Led to Me Fucking My Old Friend [M22/F23], [Geek][Bond][Torture]

Warning: Geeky, Role Playing, Torture. If at any point you become legitimately concerned, I’ve added some explanation at the bottom.

I’d considered not posting this one due to how obscenely nerdy it is, but a bunch of requests in another thread convinced me. I’ve never been much into role playing in the sack. It usually seems so absurd and almost comedic, but this one time it just seemed to flow pretty naturally. Even looking back on it though, it’s laughable.

This takes place before Rey, probably towards the later end of Bailey, possibly between the two entirely. Bailey and I had definitely been broken up for a while, but we kept a fwb thing going afterward. Regardless..

Like most desperate twenty somethings, I’d taken to doing just about anything I could think of to get laid. At the time, my sexuality was so horrendously out of control that anyone of the female gender seemed like a viable option. Enter Kelly. All of 5’3”, ridiculously petite, with a pixie cut and an english degree. [For the visual learners](https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/53/75/82/537582bf8c71fde2eada6f50557cde41.jpg)

Stolen Sacrifice 12: Choices (?/F rp v oral anal)

I like tentacles and I really like rape (in fiction, not in real life). This chapter is one of those ones that *really* hits those buttons. It isn’t about gentle thrusting or even the “rough” scenes in a lot of hentai. It is nasty, wet, and brutal. You can actually see my influences from Overfiend in this one, not to mention quite a lot of the later stuff where there is a bit of blood and violence mixed in with the sex.

**[Stolen Sacrifice 12: Choices](https://tsade.com/nine-sisters/omelas/omelas-02/chapter-12/)** (?/F rp v oral anal)

As Quinn ran for her life, she lost Skein in the twisting streets but came up on the one other person in the city who knew what drove her, the other Omelas. Not only was the girl too young for any sex, her rape could trigger a rampage by the Goddess of Consent who would destroy not only the beast but every living creature in the city.

**Patrons**