I’m [M]arried but I love how I get bent over.

I'm a guy who's married to his college sweetheart, living a normal life, you know nothing interesting, until that night which changed my whole life…

I had to stay late at the office, I usually finish at 6 pm but that night I stayed till 9 or something, I called the wife and told her to prepare the dinner and I'm coming home.

I took my stuff, closed my office and walked in the dark hallways, everyone's left it was late, first I thought that I was hearing things, but as I'm getting closer to the kitchen I was sure that I was hearing some muffled grunting, I got scared and walked slowly to see what the hell is going on, I took a peek into the kitchen and found our security man fucking some young dude, just to keep you alive in the story, no one really knew our security guy, we only knew some stories about how he used to work as a construction worker then a security guy for some bank and after that he was divorced, he's a huge guy in his 50's, brown, and has some grey hair on his head and body.

The Maiden-Mothers of Haverach, Part 2 [ff] [anal] [oral] [preg] [monster] [weird] [fantasy]

Kate woke to an urgent tug on her arm. She stared at the stone ceiling in disbelief; it felt impossible that she would find herself still in the alcove and not wrapped up in bed. The red girl looked down at at her wide-eyed, wearing an expression of concern. “Come. Come,” she said. “The rings are heating.”

True enough, the concentric metal rings beneath her were warm to the touch. “They will be red hot in a moment,” said Yewet. “That would burn even me. We must retreat to the Mating Hall until the heat subsides. Kate–it is rare for the Father to force us out of hiding like this.”

Kate felt cold terror run from her throat to somewhere in her belly as they stumbled out of the gap and into the vastness of the hall. “Is it because of me?”

The Maiden-Mothers of Haverach, Part 1 [ff] [anal] [oral] [preg] [weird] [fantasy]

Kate's phone droned twice in her handbag, urgent and insistent. She took her gaze from the road for all of a second. Her bag chose just that moment to come adrift from its place on her passenger seat, rolling up the seat-back like a thing alive. Her glowing phone and sundry other personal effects spilled weightlessly from the bag's open zipper. The horizon beyond the passenger window rotated with ponderous slowness, the bright morning sky and the dark of the Dakota hills exchanging places twice. Her engine keened like a wounded animal so she eased her foot off the gas. Somewhere glass shattered. Before she had quite realised her mistake she was subsumed in darkness.

Kate woke with a hypnic jerk, the sudden sensation of falling that causes sleepers to reel from the edge of dreaming. She gasped for breath, arching her spine and kicking her legs. She threw out her arms as if to halt her fall. She expected to feel her bed, or even the ceiling of her car, but the floor beneath her was naught but cold, dewy stone.

That Time I Convinced My Ex I Was A Prostitute [F/M]

Big ups to /u/wilson48 for not only convincing me to share this story, but also editing it thoroughly for me. If you haven’t read his stories, they’re awesome, though he could stand to share some more ;)

This story is an oldie but a goodie, taking place a couple years ago. I had a boyfriend at university, (I’ll call him “Logan”) we started dating as Freshman, and broke up at the start of our senior year. To keep it simple, he was a sweet guy, but our post-university plans weren’t lining up and the fire was pretty much gone. A week after we broke up, he was far from over it, but we were instantly friends again – we’re friends to this day even.

Fast forward a few months after our breakup, Logan and I ran in similar crowds, so him and I are hanging out at a low key birthday party for one of our shared friends. It’s a great night, and Logan and I are still hitting it off well as entirely platonic friends. At one point in the night, one of our friends brings up this one insufferable guy from a class most of us had together, and how there was a rumor going around that he had hired some sort of Craigslist hooker.

Blackmail Bitch Part II [fdom] [bi] [blkmail]

4 hours later….

"Hiya Unca Frank." Samantha waves as she walks in the big office.

Frank Jenkins is the CEO of the security company her father owns. He is not really her uncle it was just a little joke between them.

"Sam! Good to see you. I bet I know why you are here." he smiles back at her.

He is a big man. 6' 4" tall and built like a linebacker. He was one in college and he still kept in shape. Frank worked his way up from the security teams to CEO of the company and he was still a top contender in the yearly combat trials. He did not have to participate but it was a point of pride that he not only could but did well.

Sam walks across the big room. Moving around behind the desk she puts both hands on his shoulders and pushes him back. His chair rolls away from the desk as she perches her round teen butt on it.

She flashes a big smile as her hand slowly starts to move down her body. Running slowly over the curve of her left breast.

[F]uck thy neighbor [M] (part 4)

I wrote 3 other parts about me and Alex and I think this will be the last part since I have a feeling I'm boring people with this story. But it's something I really enjoyed and loved so I wanted to share it.


So Alex went shopping and picked up few things. A cop uniform for me which was a tight, dark blue skirt with a belt around the waist. The handcuffs were hanging on the side of the belt together with a small baton. The shirt is lighter blue with buttons and a police tag on the side. Very tight. And a police hat and badge. So I put than on together with black stockings and knee high boots. I didn’t button the shirt all the way up, so my cleavage was very open. No panties, just blue/black bra. Before I got dressed I told Alex to sit on the chair and put his hands behind the chair and put the handcuffs on him. I also left some ropes around because putting him in ropes was also part of the plan. And a box with some of my toys. When I was finally done I went to the room. Alex was looking down and didn’t noticed me so I told him that I heard that he won’t cooperate. He looked at me and had a look on his face that I only assume kids have on Christmas mornings. He started moving and shifting on the chair and told me he got a boner. I should note here that giving men boners is my favorite. Or feeling it, pressing on my body.

A [f]irst ti[m]e for everything (and one of many to cum)

So I just stumbled across this sub, and I feel like it is the perfect outlet for my little adventures. I'm in a long term committed relationship, and therefore do not have anyone to share my rendezvous with. But all the guys I've met are through reddit, so I figured why not give back to the community that is giving [it] to me?

Some stories will be hot and heavy, others will be an expression of my disappointment; I hope you will follow along with my adventures and share the excitement with me. I'll start with the one of the most exhilarating experiences I've had so far:

I had a post in a particular sub to which this gentleman replied. We started chatting via kik, and turns out he doesn't live in the same city as me but makes regular visits for work. He's planning a visit soon, and we arrange for dinner at a very nice local restaurant. Very hot and sexy chatting happens in the meantime, with discussions of experiences and preferences and the like.

What you don’t know. [M/F][Forced Orgasm][Public]

The babysitter was 10 minutes early, as usual. She came in and said Hi to the kids while my wife put on her earrings. “We should be home early,” I said to the babysitter, handing her $20 to cover dinner. “We’re just going to grab a bite and do a little shopping. Head them toward their beds at about 10:00 or so. It Friday night …they normally stay up later on Fridays.”

“Call if you need anything,” my wife said over her shoulder to the sitter as I closed her car door.

And with that, we were off to dinner. I was in Dockers, a polo, and my Rockports, while my wife was in a longish skirt with a blouse and strappy sandals. Typically she doesn’t wear anything underneath her skirt, but tonight we were trying something different.

I had purchased a different kind of vibrator. This one was purple and shaped like a butterfly, and it was worn like a g-string so that the butterfly’s wings covered her pussy and the body of the butterfly sat right on her clit. The vibrator was operated by a remote control, which was about the size of a 9-volt battery. It was a simple remote … just an On/Off switch and a small red light.

Watching [M]y Crush get [F]ucked

First time posting and first time writing anything like this, this is something that happened Saturday night. A few things I’ve embellished slightly because of the angle I was watching from.

I have a huge crush on this girl called Mary, never attempted anything because I was taken until that relationship ended last month. Mary was tall and slim, had a fantastic ass but it was her legs that I loved, the sexiest pair of legs that I’d ever seen, or at least in my hometown. I’d heard through friends that she was interested in me as well. This was going to be the night I made a move on her.

A group of us, Mary included decide to go to a friend’s house party. Mary instantly hit it off with another guy, let’s call him John, dashing my hopes for the time being. The party turned out to be pretty shit and by midnight had pretty much fizzled out. Mary and John invited some people back to hers to have a spliff or 2. Seven of us piled into a taxi and went to hers. We the all piled into Mary’s room so we didn’t wake her house mate up and passed the spliff round, I’m not a heavy smoker these days and it went straight to my head, one of my friends helped to the bathroom downstairs where I must have passed out.

“Quiet, They’ll Hear You!” [f/f]

Hey everyone! It's me again! So, the girl from my last story and I have been seeing each other regularly, it's been a TON of fun. ;) We had a particularly hot session that I thought I'd share with you all.

So, a few days after our first encounter, she invited me over to her parent's house to hang out. She asked me to bring something fun, so I knew what she had in mind. She was thinking her parents would be gone for the night and we'd have the house to ourselves. When I got there, carrying my backpack, turned out her parents didn't go anywhere. So, we went up to her room, she apologized, thinking nothing was going to happen.

Some background, her parents are pretty conservative and don't know she's into girls. So she was nervous and didn't want to be caught fucking a girl in her room. Well, I tried to relax her.