Nowadays, many couples want to improve their sexual life and seek a help from people like me. I am leading a so-called bondage course, where I teach my clients the basics of bondage or even more advanced techniques, if they are interested. The courses take place in my house, in which I rebuilt the basement for this purposes. In the first room, there is a reception, in which I talk with my clients and there is also a dressing room with a bathroom, where one can take off clothes and take a shower. Behind the door is the main room, equipped with a massive Saint Andrew's Cross, wide bed with latex sheet, wooden chairs and several hooks on the ceiling, walls and floor for ropes. There is also three large wardrobes with bondage accessories and other sex toys. I have two other rooms at disposal, but they are still awaiting a reconstruction. Tonight, I am having an appointment with Suzan and Betty, who reserved a two-hour session.
Day 1 – The Rules & Bath Time for Pixie! [Mf] (Sub Training)
On my eighteenth birthday I entered writer Donovan Price’s world, agreeing to be his muse, his pet, as he writes his next great novel about a man who keeps a collared woman as a pet for one hundred days. No one ever gets this close to this reclusive writer but I did. And today, we finalize our agreement.
Day 1. Donovan returned to the kitchen table with a file folder full of paper.
“I wrote The Rules out for you,” he said, pushing a set of papers towards me. “I’ll post a set on the fridge. Just to make sure we have a clear understanding of what’s expected of you, you’re going to read them out loud.”
“Okay,” I said, before clearing my throat. “Pet is to remain indoors at all times and will be dressed in clothing chosen by Owner.”
“You are an indoor pet,” he said, “You can only go out if I open the door.”
“Pet must remain on all fours (crawl) while inside house.”
He reached into a bag for pair of padded volleyball kneepads and fingerless padded gloves and pushed towards me.
“You can wear these.”
(M)orning Co(FF)ee (M)oments
It was a beautiful fall morning. I woke up a bit hung over to light streaming into the bedroom from the sky lights and large picture windows. The smell of coffee caught my nose as I rolled over to see that Jillian was no longer in bed with me. Faintly, down the hall, I could hear Lynn cumming; Don had most likely had her up for the last hour or more as both were a bit insatiable and could literally go for hours.
I rolled out of bed and put on my boxers and followed the smell of the coffee. Jillian was coming inside from walking the dog. She came over and kissed me.
"Want some coffee?" she asked. "Sure."
Jillian is in her mid 40s but has the body of a 25 year old, and is a complete spitfire. She turned around and pushed her ass into my crotch as she reached over to pour me a cup.
"I can't believe you came in my ass last night!" she gushed, "I have never let Don do that."
Story “Her roo[M]” [mf]. 1st try: please be kind … ;-) [corrections, tips and suggestions are welcome!] [NSFW]
He went into her bedroom and saw her: it was enough to see her classy and curvy profile on the window to be attracted to her. His desire turned on immediately.
Without stop staring he approached from behind and pushed her gently towards the window. Hugging her hips he put his mouth to her ear and whispered: "…I want you…".
His arms tightened stronger bringing her to himself. Her feminine odor and the curves of her body became immediately more noticeable: a lightheaded feeling began to make his way into his thoughts. A deaf and irresistible pulse began to mount between his legs.
His lips gently kissed her neck and he kept them near to touch her skin with his breath. His hands began to look for her and made his way among her clothes grabbing forcefully and venting his desire for her. His fingers went from her hips to her ribs and grabbed her breasts: first gently, then squeezing through the clothes. Her full breasts felt wonderful under his hands and he had to bite hard his lip for the pleasure.
I was a hooker for my husband’s business.
It was 1986 and I was 21 years old and had been married for less than a year when my husband, Steve, came to me with a problem. Steve owned a painting business and had a crew of 6 Mexicans working for him painitng a new apartment complex here in town. Steve told me that if he could finish the contract a weeek early, he would get a huge bonus. He had promised his crew that if they finished early, he would rent a hotel room, buy them a few cases of beer and whiskey, and hire them a hooker for a party. Well…. They had finished it early, he was going to get the bonus, but not for a few weeks. Problem was, Steve did not have the money for a hooker and the only one he knew, a big surprise to me by the way, would not do it on credit and was busy the weekend he had promised the party. If he fell through on the party, all 6 of the guys would quit and we would be out of business. None of the guys had ever met me, as Steve never had them over and I never went to the job sites. Steve told me that if I could be the hooker, we were saved. He said they would get drunk and pass out fast, the most I would have to do was fuck a few…..I knew I never should have told Steve about my fantasy of fuckng some total strangers… after a few hours of discussion, i agreed to do it as long as no one ever knew it that I was his wife and not a hooker he hired. No one could ever know it was me. Friday night, Steve had rented a hotel room and bought the booze and set them up in the hotel room. He came home and picked me up to take me and introduce me to the "crew". I shaved my legs, trimmed my pubic patch, put on a lacy pair of panties and a matching bra and a tight little black dress. I am 5, 36c and a nice figure and I wore my dark brown hair long and loose. We got to the hotel and I was very nervous when he opened the door and led me into the room. He introduced them to me them as "Candy" their entertainment for the weekend. "The weekend?", I looked at him and he kind of shrugged at me and smiled. He fixed me a very stiff drink and we sat down as he gave them a speach about how he appreciated the work they did and how it made him look great and that they all had a job on his next job. One of the guys said, "just bring her again and we do bueno work for you, boss" Steve said deal as he handed me another drink. I did not realize I had finished my first one. He asked me if I would dance for the guys before he left. He said he would love to see what they were going to enjoy and what he paid two grand for…. I told him one more drink and I would be ready. He handed me another drink and I downed it quick as I stood up and felt light headed. One of the Mexicans turned on some music and I started to sway and dance to the music as they all whistled and made comments, mostly in spanish. I looked at Steve as I danced and he was smiling at me and said " Take of your dress, Candy!" so I reached up behind me and pulled my zipper down and let the dress slide off my sholders and danced in my lacy underwear as they all clapped and hooted. Steve stood up, walked to me and kissed me. I did not feel him reach behind me and unhook my bra as he kissed me, He stoped kissing me and stepped back with the bra in his hand and my 36C breasts out and in the open for all six Mexicans to enjoy. I felt myself blush and my nipples rise. Steve looked at them and said "Chicos, creo que esta zorra está listo para ser follada duro y largo plazo. ¿Es un buen trabajo en ella, me costó mucho. Además, ella mira como ella lo quiere, y necesita que mal ahora mismo!" They all cheered and laughed as he walked out the door. I found out later that he had said- Guys, I think this slut is ready to be fucked hard and long. Do a good job on her, she cost me alot. Besides, she looks like she wants it, and needs it bad right now! Before Steve was out of the room, one was kissing me and I felt a hand between my legs and a mouth on my right nipple. The one kissing me stopped and handed me a glass I drank in one full gulp, it was several onces of tequila. I felt my pantied pulled down and a hand preading my pussy lips as the tallest of the mexicans was kissing me again. I was so light headed and getting very aroused. I felt several fingers in my pussy as I was standing there. before I knew it, I was sitting on the couch and had one eating my pussy and two sucking my nipples, before I knew it, a cock was to my lips and I opened my mouth and sucked it in and sucked the cock as he fucked my mouth quickly and shoot a mouthful of cum in my throat as I gulped and swallowe. he was replaced by one of the others and I swallowed another load of cum. by now, i felt my legs over the shoulders of the one eating my pussy as I came very heard for him and yet another load of cum was in my mouth. I felt one of them biting my nipple very heard and i came again. I felt thhelping me up and another glass gulped it down to wash the cum down and felt myself led to the bedroom where i was laid down and felt another Mexican climb on the bed and spread my legs. I felt him thrust in in one swift stroke and start to pound my cunt very hard and very fast. I came again and after 15 minutes he shot off in me and climbed off only to be replaced by another cock. They repeated this and kept handing me tequila and I kept drinking it. I have vague memories of the nioght as they kept taking turns fucking me and giving me more alcohol. I remember them stopping at some point and falling asleep, I was awakend later, still dark, and handed a glass, i drank it down and felt one of them runing hands all over me and asking me to kneel. I love doggie style so I got on my hands and knees as he got behind me and slide his cock in my pussy and slow stroked my pussy….I was enjoying as he fondled my breasts from behind. I felt him pull out and did not think he had cum already when I felt his cock butt against my ass hole and I said no as he fucked his cock in my ass hard and deep, I let out a yelp and realized a cock was being pushed in my mouth. I was on my knees getting my anal cherry takin and fucked in the mouth at the same time. they fucked back and forth inme until I felt my ass fill with cum and he pulled out, only to be replaced by another cock, thank God, this one went in easier than the first one.They took turns until they had enough for awhile and I went to sleep again. I woke up naked in the bed with cum all crusted on me. I looked at the clock and it was 3 in the afternoon. I got up and staggered to the shower and was in they for awhile letting the hot water run on my sore body and washing off the cum. I was so thirsty and had a headache. I stepped out to one of the guys standing ther with a glass of coke and a slice of pizza. I stood there naked in front of him and took a sip of the coke, a very strong rum and cock. I was amazed I did not feel uncomfortable standing there naked infront of this guy as he said how much fun he had with me. I asked him how many times he had had me. He grinned from ear to ear and said 3 in your cunt, 4 in your mouth and 2 in you ass. "Wow", I said, "a little dynamo arn't you?" Si! he responded and carressed my breast. I looked down and saw he had an erecrion in his pants. "Now?" I asked. Si! he replied. I drank the rest of the rum and coke and pulled dwon his pants and took his hand and stepped back into the shower and lathered him up and washed him off and turned and leaned to the wall as he fucked my pussy from behind. Well, this seemed to have startd things again as I got out of the shower and was greeted by two more Mexicans both drunk. I walked to the bed and laid down as they got into position and one handed me a bottle and I took several swallows of alcohol. This continued on for several hours and then I fell asleep and awoke again during the night as another guy was rubbing my ass and asked me to kneel. I got up on myes and laid my head down as I presented my ass and he said "Dios, me encanta follar putas americanos, que le permitirá hacer cualquier cosa para ellos y tomarlo y me encanta. Estas putas!" as he slid his cock in my now, loose ass. Sunday I awoke to a room full of passed out Mexicans and rewalized thet there were more than six Mexicans in the suite, I counted 10 of them. As I was walking sitting on the couch, naked, I had no idea wear my clothes were, number 11 and 12 walked in and I recognized them as the first to kiss me and the first to finger me. they had food and coffee for me. I thanked thwm and they sat with me and I ate and asked them why there were 6 extra men in the room. they replied that Senor Steve had said to make sure I was well fucked, so they had done so. I was very surprised when they asked if they had been doing a good job. I told them that they had been doing great and I had enjoyed it. One of them chimed in that the weekend was not over and that Senor Steve had said I was paid for the weekend. He responed that el jefe would be pleased when he got there later. Well, I said, let's make sure he walks in on me being well used when he gets here. They both grinned and one stood up and dropped his pants as he stepped forward. I took his cock in my mouth as he stood there as I deep throated him until he came in my throat and I repeaeted with the other. by then the others were waking and I started another round of fucking. About 4pm, a phone rang and I was told Senor Steve was on his way. I said, lets show him how happy you are with me. I mounted one who was laying down and another took me in the ass as a third put his cock in my mouth and the other three were watching waiting there turns. the extras had left mid day after all fucking me again. This was how Steve saw me as he walked in a little bit later, He stopped and stared as one in my ass finished and another took his place. He fixed a drink and stood there watching as the one in my mouth finished. I looked him in the eyes and said, Well, come on, you paid for it…they all cheered as he unzipped his pants and pulled out an erectiion and placed it im my mouth….I sucked it deep and strong until he came a huge load in my mouth and I almost gagged. He moved and another took his place and he sat on the couch. When the one in my ass came, he said, "jefe. que debe su mierda en el culo, es muy bonito, ahora que lo hemos aflojado durante dos días." Steve stood up and dropped his pants and got behind me and slid his cock in my sloppy ass and fucked long and deep until he came in me. He continued to watch and I was asked to suck off the boss one last time as they all sat and drank, so I knelt in front of him and gave him a nice slow blowjob as they all thanked him, again. Well, guys, It has been nice, and fun, but I need to take Candy home and go meet my wife for dinner. At this point he shot his load and I gagged on it. They produced my clothes and I dressed and we left. As we got in the car, all he said was "Thanks! I appreciate you coming through like that."
Your Librarian [MF] [First Person]
The library tended to be quiet on weekday evenings. It gave me the opportunity to daydream and fantasize without fear of interruption. You were there again, that night. Sitting in your corner, studying quietly. No matter how friendly I was, how attentive and eager I was for you to notice me, you were distant. Not cold or rude – just.. distracted.
I felt like I had tried every subtle way to get you to notice me the past few months – a little mascara and blush; better fitting clothes, heels so my legs looked longer and leaner. You were exactly my type – although it seemed I wasn't yours. You would be consumed by the books and your notes and the thoughts in your head, and not notice the shy girl behind the counter.
You had no idea of the dirty things I daydreamed about as I watched you. You couldn't possibly know how I straddled my vibrator before I went to sleep, grinding to orgasm, wishing it was your cock. Wishing that you would kiss me with the dedication and passion you showed your studies.
An Evening of Passion [MF] [Vanilla] [Oral] [Passionate] [First Person] [No Sex]
This is my first post to this subreddit and my first attempt at writing anything of this nature. I would greatly appreciate it if any of you fine people could offer advice on what I wrote in case I ever post here again.
(I apologize if the formatting is bad. I have no experience with text posts of this magnitude.)
I hope some of you enjoy this! =)
Snow floats gently through the night sky; the twin curves of our bodies aligning tightly for warmth. Contented smiles light up out faces in the rays of moonlight coming through my window. I bury my face in your hair and give your body a gentle squeeze. You grab the arm trapped under your neck and giggle, causing our smiles to grow even larger. My hand finds yours as we interlace our fingers, returning once again to our still bliss. The only motion is the touch of my free hand on the small sliver of exposed skin between your nightshirt and sweat pants.
My (M) Tale of Voyeurism, Jealousy, and Miscommunication with My Roommates (MMF)
I don't know if this is necessarily the place to post this, but I've been thinking about something that happened last year that I found kind of hilarious, now sort of removed from the situation. Of course, all the names have been changed.
I was really good friends with a kid named Billy in junior high. Went to different elementary and high schools, and we really didn't keep in touch. Coincidentally, I ran into him at freshman orientation at an out-of-state university. We became best friends. We started rooming together sophomore year and didn’t stop for 5 years.
A couple of years ago, he asked me if I'd like to move in with him and his new wife. They invested in a really nice home in a really nice part of town, and were scraping together pennies, now that she pushed to finish her last year of grad school. I like his wife a lot. She's a terrific woman. She's super-nice, attractive, funny. I'd be lucky to find a woman like her. I had just broken up with someone. The house was way nicer than the place I was staying, cheaper by half, and closer to my job. This was a no-brainer. I also didn't mind when a coworker of his, Mark moved in the month after me. Mark is an awesome guy. Mark just invested in a bar a couple of blocks away from where we lived. Drinks were cheap for us. Mark even got me laid a couple of times.
[MF] It’s been too long (an experiment in original fiction)
(this is my first time posting, and these are raw, unedited thoughts. be kind)
It's been too long. Memory fades. I can barely remember the feel of your body pressed against mine, the scent of your hair, the way you hold me, and how you respond to my touch. And yet, I can't forget, either.
I experience a visceral reaction at the thought of taking your face in my hands and pressing my lips to yours. My lips ache and my mouth begins to water as I anticipate that first electric touch of your lips to mine after so long. The soft, smooth sensation as first they press together. My lips nibble nothing, wishing it were you. My tongue reaches out to touch where your lip would be, pressed between mine. I can taste you, your lips, then your mouth. I feel your velvety tongue respond to mine. A moan escapes, in anticipation of what might be.
I feel that fluttering in my stomach, nervous with anticipation. I grow hard, stiff with desire. My body wants to be pressed against yours, to feel you pressing back. My hips thrust of their own volition, needing to be close to you.
Unexpectedly horny scout girl.
This is going to be a very long story, so bare with me, it gets better towards the end.
So some back story.
I'm[20M] a scout, and have been for 14 years. Scouts usually have national and international meetings.
Last summer, this was the case. It was a 2 country international meet, on my country, with about 1500 scouts, boys and girls, all above 18, since it was only for the oldest section.
The meet divided the 1500 into groups of 20-25 each, and for 3 of the 7 days of the week, each group would do a different activity, in a different region of one of the two countries.
I got placed on the isle of Ons, north of Spain, a natural reserve. We went there for 3 days to clean the beaches and enjoy the private island for our hard work.
So we get there, and its amazing. Its literally a paradise for us only.