The nude girl on stage – MF/f – exhibitionism mild D/s

The club was loud, but not overwhelmingly so. The music piped in through speakers and not live. This was not a club people came too for music. No, they had something else in mind.

The girl, Stacy and I were dressed for the Mardi Gras theme. Each of the girls were in sequined sparkling dresses and I was dressed in a suit. We all wore matching masks. The girls half masks, both sequined, Stacy's red and the girls white. My mask was green with a long curved and pointed nose like that of an old time plague doctors.

Both women were nude below their dresses. We had teased each other and would continue to tease each other. In the cab we had coyly slid hands up skirts and more than once they had flashed me as we walked.

The crowd was rowdy and all over we saw people tied to things, being hit. The bdsm club was in full swing. Men yelled for tits and more than once Stacy obliged, dropping the top of her dress to show her large breasts. And more than once Stacy or I forced the girl to do the same, showing her smaller perky breasts to the crowd. By the time we found a quiet place to stand they each had a number of cheap beaded necklaces on. Read more »

Early to Rise [M/F]

(sort of chronicling the sexual adventures of an inexperienced and sexually starved 22 year old and her much older, experienced, ravenous partner. Not really meant to be erotic or fapped to) Read more »

collegiate affair (19F/34M)

I will open this saying that I know professor/student stories are often very suspect. I assure you, though, this all happened. I implore people who are thinking about having sex with a student/their professor to think it through and NOT DO IT! He risked extreme administrative action because of this. If someone had found out, there is no doubt he'd be fired. I'm sure there is some student conduct I'm breaking as well. Anyway, on to the story.

I'm a 19 year old girl going to college in America. I'm 5'/5'1" (on a good day.) My hair is long and wavy, falling right below my breasts. I have light freckles all over my face and have a nose piercing. I'm pretty curvy, bigger on top than the bottom with DD breasts that look enormous on my frame. Let's say my name is Beth.

Last semester, I was taking a statistics class for my major. I was very unhappy to be in the class (math and I are not good friends at all.) I have a slight teacher fetish, to be honest. I have had many crushes on my teachers in high school, and now professors in college. On the first day of class when my professor, let's call him James, began showing us what we'd be covering (and how cute he was), I immediately knew I would not have an easy time in the class. Read more »

Long Time Reader, First Time Poster. Had To Share [M]y Experience With My New Chastity Cage & A Hands-Free Orgasm (x-post r/chastity)

So, having been interested in the idea of some chastity play for a while, I finally purchased my first cage. I got the Fetish Fantasy Extreme Chastity Belt. It's nothing special, and I wouldn't be surprised if it has gotten some bad reviews amongst the chastity community. But it was cheap and will work well for me to experiment with.

So, it arrived on Friday, and I immediately tried it out. It was a bit hard to get on the first time because the idea of this chastity play started getting me revved up so I wasn't fitting in the cage portion too well. After a little bit of time to calm myself down, and a dab of lube, I was in and locked up. I wore it around the house for a couple of hours just getting the feel for it. I find it comfortable, and didn't experience any pinching. I tried it on under clothes and it's not as discrete as I'd like, so I don't think I'll be able to use it to my full desire. Read more »

Write to Excite Part 1: Be Careful Who You Tease.

Part 2 is here

Friday night.

I've always fantasized about some nice, well-meaning mysterious stranger that takes me out for a few dates. I’m not a very trusting person and I don’t go home with too many people until I really know them. I tease them with what could be because it’s fun for me. Short skirts. High heels. Low cut tops. Twist my hair around my finger. Bite my lip. Rub my ass against them. I’m waiting for something of substance because I know I can. When I met him it was electric. He and I laugh, we have a good time, we share interests, and the physical attraction is evident. Our conversation clicks in ways I haven’t clicked with someone in years. I will admit I have yet to meet a sexual match that corresponds to my cerebral needs. Someone who craves my curvy, plush, tall body but loves my mind and can keep up with my playful banter. But that’s not the fantasy. When the weekend comes, my fantasy is that he turns me into his human sex doll. And there’s no safe words. Read more »

[M/F] I was stalked and hunted by a cougar…

Let's just go ahead and get the usual out of the way…long time lurker (have loved reading all these stories BTW), finally decided to share another little nugget of my various sexual escapades over the years.

At the time I was 5'7", about 155 lbs, nice and fit. Not muscle bound, but not scrawny. Average frame with some nice defined muscles. I'm about 6" fully hard, cut, and from what I'm told – nice girth and texture (what the hell do I know, I just jerk the damn thing and shove it into different holes from time to time.)

This one in particular took place in early 2007, a few months before my third deployment to Iraq. I was stationed in North Carolina at the time and a Corporal in the Marine Corps. Like any other Friday night as a young virile American male in a military town, it was off to the local watering hole, a local country western bar, with my buddies in an attempt to get into some "strange" as it were. Read more »

(M)entally unstable work friend lets (M)e bang his (F)iancée.

Hello GWS. It's been a few months since I last posted a story , and although it didn't do too well, I had tons of fun writing it and sharing it with the internet.

It was a cold dark night. My cell-phone buzzes as I'm sitting ass on my PC at home. It's Blake; the psycho sex addicted weirdo from work. " Dude come over tonight, you won't regret it ".

I had been working with Blake for a year at a restaurant while in-between jobs. Blake was a smooth-talker with all the ladies at the restaurant, hooking up with multiple waitresses and women that worked at the mall nearby in turn making all the other dudes look like amateurs. He was a very average looking guy, probably 5'9, short hair, green eyes, not in shape but not out of it either. He had a way with words and body language, to this day I think he was the only natural pick-up artist I have met in real life. But he was also kind of psychotic , getting in fights all the time and been arrested too.

I'm a 6'1 215lb slightly muscular white guy with a shaved head ( military reserve ). Read more »

First Time and only Anal with Kelly [m/f] [Long]

Long time lurker and lover of this subreddit so I thought I would give a this story a shot. If you all do like this story I have plenty more with Kelly and would love to share.

This took place during the last semester of my Junior year of High School. At the time I was 5'10, 225, and a decently fit guy. I had played football all throughout my high school career and spent most of my time in the weight room. I was an offensive lineman so being a big bigger was always a must but at the time I was built more like a fullback (for those of you who know anything about football). Her name was Kelly, she was 5'5, ridiculously fit girl (she had been a dancer all her life) with a beautiful ass and amazing C cup tits. We had dated the year before (I have plenty of stories from that time if there is interest) but after we broke up we would constantly hook up when we were both single. She had always aimed to please me and loved to try new things in the bedroom. Our M.O. was to sneak out of our parents houses, I would go pick her up, take her back to my house and then fuck like rabbits. We had played strip poker a week before with one of my best friends and talked about doing it again. I received a text about 11:00 pm. "Hey! :) want to hang out tonight?" Obviously I knew what that meant but I didn't want to seem to eager so I texted back "Sure, what do you want to do?" and she responded with "Well I want to work on my poker skills ;)" We waited for our parents to fall asleep and we snuck out of our houses, I picked her up and we came back to my house. Read more »

[M4F][Str8][bd][Mdom][feather][candle wax][ice cube][orgasm] …here’s Squirming Handcuffs

I wonder just how many goosebumps can be generated by slowly running a feather, from your chin, between your breasts and all the way down to your ever swelling mound, as it gets warmer and warmer. Then circling your breasts, in turn, running the tip of it through the crease that's made when breast joins chest. And then I wonder how much you'd wriggle as I produce the Ice Cube of Joy. Not to amateurishly smear it around. Oh no. Just hold it in my fingertips at first, just above your nipple. Letting it drip. Watching it stiffen. Then, and only then, would I lazily drag it across your skin, all around, from the pulse in your neck, to the heave of your breast, down to the soft skin just by your hip. I wonder if this heinous activity would produce such filthy words to be uttered from you, as I take what's left of it and terrorise your poor little kitty. And the beautiful thing is, you can wriggle all the fuck you like, but you are utterly powerless, and loving every second… Read more »

My friend’s mother

This happened to me about six years ago. I was either thirteen or fourteen years old when it happened. My palms are becoming sweaty just from thinking about the story I’m about to tell you, it took quite some courage to start writing this. I guess I’ll try and keep it short.

Back in school I had a good friend named Ryan, and well, he was my only friend. After school we always went to his house to hang out. His house sat almost in the middle of a big grazing field, which mostly worked in our advantage as it gave us a lot of room for playing outside. Since the house was in the middle of the field, you would have to follow a long driveway to get there. But that’s enough description so let’s cut down to the flesh of the story.

It was 20.00 in the evening and a huge fight broke out between my parents and me. I was frustrated and couldn’t stand it any longer so I called Ryan’s house, as I needed to break away from this mess. He picked up the phone and was surprised hearing from me at such a late hour (we were kids back then), but after hearing my story he said I could come over, although he said he was going to be away at football practice until 21.00, so I would have to wait for him. Read more »