Alone in the Dark (His perspective) [MF][bd][Mdom]

This is a companion piece to ‘Alone in the Dark’

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You’re alone in the dark until I enter.

I open the door as little as possible, so not enough light falls on you for me to see you, and I close it quickly.

I stand there silently, giving my eyes time to adjust, until I can see the discreet glowing stickers placed on the frame you are strapped to. There are just enough of them that I can orient myself and find you, but you have no idea they are there.

My feet bare, I softly pad toward you, and silently place some of the items I’m holding near your feet, then move around to your left side. I can smell your delicate, floral perfume. I wonder what you look like. What colour is your hair, your skin, your eyes? I’ll never know.

I gently place my hand on you head. You start in surprise. You weren’t even sure anyone had come in, were you? I stroke your hair, thick and lush, and bend to smell it. Clean and fresh. Read more »

Sabrina’s First Time [FF]

Palm trees rustled in the morning breeze as I laid stretched out in my bikini on a chaise lounge by the pool soaking in the Miami sun when I heard the sound of the back door opening and shutting followed by approaching footsteps made. I opened my eyes to see my boss Dixon coming me way.

He said, “A woman from the party is at the gate. She wants to see you.”

“Why?”

“She didn’t say. You better get rid of her before boss lady blows a fuse.”

I sat up and slipped on a pair of shorts and flip flops, making my way through the house, out the front door, and down drive to the front gate.

Sheridan’s convertible Audi sat parked outside the wrought iron gate. She stood at attention as I approached the gate. A flouncy green and blue sundress, which showed plenty of side boob, whipped around her knees. She looked so cool with her beachy hair and aviator sunglasses perched on her nose.

I stepped up to the gate. “Hi.”

“Hi.”

“You wanted to see me?”

“Yeah, I wanted to ask if you’d like to come out with me for dinner tonight.” Read more »

My first experience with a crossdresser [M18, T25]

For this story, I’m returning right back to the beginning. This was about ten years ago, but as with first experiences for many people, the vivid details have stayed with me to this day. I was 18, and at the time had begun partying. I live in a jurisdiction where the drinking age is 18, so as you can imagine, we liked to let loose at the weekends. I don’t drink now, and drank very little alcohol at the time, so my partying usually consisted of me driving my friends to a club, dancing a bit, try to get a girl and then head home. Obviously being relatively sober around drunk girls had its advantages, and many times I had girls hanging over me because I could make them laugh. Or more properly, I could speak coherently, while they couldn’t.

I’d already been into crossdressing porn for a few years. This was 2005, YouTube had only just started, and streaming video was very much in its infancy. In fairness, we already had broadband Internet, so it wasn’t terribly slow, I think in or around 2mbps. Despite that, streaming porn had barely taken off. I constantly fantasised about crossdressers, but usually I could only get that fix by images. Hardcore porn movies mostly featured so-called “shemales” in those days, which weren’t then and to this day aren’t my thing. The odd crossdressing video I could find left me cumming for days. I fucking loved it. Read more »

A Tale of No One – Chapter 3 [MF] [BDSM] [NSFW] [Romantic]

A Tale of No One – Chapter 3

DISCOVERY

Alix spent all of Wednesday wrangling with her emotions. At first the shame fed the depression and then the depression deadened everything, which made it easier to get dressed and go to work. The eyes of her co-workers were tough to feel on her, after all everyone had by now heard how she stayed late with the client, even if they didn’t know the rest. Whatever they assumed happened last night was probably worse than the truth. She had submitted to a stranger who in turn spanked her until orgasm, but this was somehow less humiliating than being a slut who slept with a brutish looking man because he was rich.

But just as the depression was enveiling her, she remembered Robert’s admission that he had come to long for his depression, and that it was like a warm blanket that wrapped him up and absolved him of responsibility. This pushed it away, like a admonished child. Whenever it fled, the excitement she felt the night before would make a brief appearance, like a photo flash, to remind her it was still there. But so too would the shame return along with the loathing of her own needs, now with a healthy dose of confusion. Something in her responded to giving up everything to him. The surrender, the pain, the punishment, it was as if giving that to someone else she no longer had to do it herself. I give you control. She thought. Read more »

StoriesWeKeep.com: French-Canadian affair

Luuk whispered that he loves the way I express myself when moaning.
He positioned me for a nice and hot doggy fuck. I was feeling so excited! My heart was racing the same way like I sow Him first time on Tinder. He began pounding me so hard, making those sexy Pok-Pok-Pok sounds while fucking me from behind. That’s the reason why I love doggy style so much. Gosh those sounds are turning me ON. POK-POK-POK-POK-POK-POK-POK-POK!.. Now he was banging me so hard that I could feel my pussy juices are flowing down my thighs.
After a while Luuk told me to lie down on my back. He put my legs on His shoulders. While keeping the eye contact He gently shoved His cock in my tight pussy. Moving step by step quicker. Faster. Faster. Faster. Deeper. Harder! While passionately banging me he was squeezing my young full of youth tits. Luuk was blushing. He invested up all of his energy and was giving me my hardest and best fuck ever. Every move he made, he was fondling with

No More Condoms!

This will be a short story, but I’m pretty happy about it!

About 13 weeks ago I had a vasectomy. My wife and I are done with kids now so it was due.

A few days ago, before work, my wife gave me a terrific blowjob in our bed and just as I was about to cum she slipped my cock out of her mouth and used her hand to bring me to a knee weakening orgasm… Into a little plastic jar.

About 45 minutes later I was handing that jar to a lady at the test lab feeling acutely aware that everyone in the waiting room knew I’d just jizzed in it.

The next day (yesterday) I called the vasectomy clinic to see if they’d received the results yet – they had… I was shooting blanks! We could stop contraception immediately.

Unfortunately I had some work to do that night and when I made it to bed my wife was fast asleep. I didn’t want to wake her.

But this evening I joined her in bed in reasonable time and we soon started to kiss and fondle one another. Soon enough I was hard and she was wet. Read more »

Masturbating in the Uni parking lot.

This took place a few years ago. I had decided to take a couple of difficult classes at a much smaller uni in the same city, as opposed to my regular uni. The reason reason for this was because the class sizes were smaller, I could have greater access to the profs.

This campus was on the other side of the city from where I lived. Despite this, it made more sense for me to drive as opposed to taking the train. It would have been a shorter commute. In those days I didn’t have my own car as I didn’t need one. So my dad used to let me borrow his van.

I loved this van. It was this sleek black Toyota Sienna. We had bought it brand new and it was so roomy! On my insistence, we had gotten all the back windows tinted to a limousine tint so you couldn’t see inside at all. This thing was a beast and I loved it. Read more »

Only in our dreams [M/F]

It started simply enough. Eye contact for a little too long. Sexy jokes. That intoxicating smirk he had. Blushing, just a shade too dark to be purely platonic.

Then one day he came over looking for my husband who was, thankfully, at an appointment with the baby. Who knew when they would be back, but I invited him to wait. After all, we were friends too.

At first we sat on opposite ends of the couch, playing Battlefield and talking shit like we always did. He teased me about losing by default for being a woman. “In your dreams,” I shot back. I’m not sure either of us knows when exactly it happened, but next thing we knew our thighs were practically touching. I could feel the heat radiating off his leg.

I felt myself flush at the realization and bit my lip, hoping he didn’t notice. Why did he have to wear such tight shirts? It was like he wanted me to look. And I did. Every time. Jail had been good to him. Nothing else to do but exercise, I guess. I had missed him though. Read more »

Surprise Work Quickie [MF]

The door chimes, I look up from my desk and there he is, need etched into every line of his face. His lips are apart, his breath ragged. His eyes devour me, scanning up and down as he moves toward me. He bends at the waist and kisses me, exploring my mouth with his. “He shouldn’t be here, he’s supposed to be at work, why is he here?” As though he read my mind, he pulled my hand to his crotch and gave me my answer. Underneath the slightly rough fabric was rigid, unyielding flesh that demanded satisfaction. Between kisses he huskily said, “I need you. Right now.” My breath caught and my heart raced. I was at work; this could end so badly. But then again……..that hard cock under my hand, straining to break free of his restraints had my thoughts jumbled. All I could focus on was the bulge of manly power pressing into my palm. Read more »

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Careful what you ask for… fucking my[21f] ex-bf’s good friend[35m] from prison.

I’m 21 and I broke up with my boyfriend of a year recently. I was feeling petty and called one of his good friends while I was drunk one night. They were friends while in prison, although my ex only did little over a year and this guy did 10 years. He’s much older than me and my ex, he’s 35. So it was the first time we ever really talked, first time we talked on the phone. He gave me his number when I first started dating my ex and told me if I ever needed anything I could call.

He showed up like an hour after I got off the phone with him haha I don’t remember what I even said on the phone but he didn’t waste time getting to me. I was home alone, he immediately showed up and sat on my bed and we talked for half an hour. He brought a blunt and a bottle of wine. Once both were finished he leaned in and kissed me. I pushed him away but he kept coming onto me. I started taking off my pants and I remember him being like “Oh my god, put your pants back on… you’re my man’s girl.” Read more »