Abuse of power [27F+M] [bdsm] [throatfucking]

I was driving around in the countryside taking in the sights. All the cows and horses entertain me as well as counting all the deer I came across.

I was cruising along until I saw the familiar flashing lights behind me. I look down. 84 in a 55, just great.

I pull to the side wondering what a cop is doing this far away from the city anyways.

He walks slowly to the window and utters those familiar words, “Ma’am, do you know why I pulled you over today?”

That voice sounded familiar, oh too familiar. I smiled up at him, “oh just so you could look at my face.”

“Ma’am I’m gonna need you to step out of the vehicle.” His tone was flat. I watched him, confusion clear on my face as I exited my car.

“Put your hands on the hood.” He ordered.

As I turned around to, he yanked my pants down. “Hey!” I objected. He forced me to bend over the hood.

“You wanted to speed, right? 19 over the speed limit? Well I guess you need 19 spanks to each cheek.” My ass was bare to the street.

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You are dominant but gentle as you push my legs apart and adjust my ass to the right level. As you massage lube into my tight hole, I wait with nervous excitement to see if your thick cock feels as big in my ass as it did in my mouth. It felt so juicy and warm against my tongue. The little plug I’ve been wearing around the house in preparation for this should have been bigger I think to myself.

When we got to your house, you hurried me into the shower after ordering me to strip. Even with the drinks i’d drank to calm my nerve I still blushed as my clothes hit the floor. You directed me into the water and watched as I lathered myself head to toe and rinsed off. You dried my off, careful to graze your fingertips over my nipples and briefly, the head of my cock.

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She comes last [MF]

The amazing thing about being sexually comfortable with somebody is that, with time and the right approach, you could go together to various places to truly explore yourselves sexually.

This was one such morning for us.

I used to kind of dislike planning as even the most adventurous plans often turned out pale in comparison to how it had played out in my imagination. As I realised, part of it is simply that if you plan for things to do for the first time, it usually feels awkward initially, and having to think about “the plan” takes away from experiencing things. Stick to it, however, and it becomes second nature, with planning, expectations and reality coming together more and more so.

She was dressed in a skimpy crop top without a bra and a lace see-through thongs, giving me a good view of both: her round ass, and the outline of her pussy, depending on how she turned. I removed the top, freeing her tits, blindfolded her and asked her to lie on her back. Then, I tied her hands to the opposite sides of the bed. What she did not realise, however, was that I had another surprise in store. I put headphones on her and played loud music so that her senses were completely cut off.

31 [F4M] Just follow my orders , be a good boy, I love being in control and you just love my [JOI]

Oh, so you are here, that’s a good start. I was waiting for you in my cat suit, today I’ll be your mistress and you will do whatever I want. So you are going to put a nice show for me, to get my pussy wet and maybe I will let you fuck me after…

Come on…

Start touching yourself, nice and slow. Squeeze those nice balls for me, then put some lube on your cock. Slowly start to rub it. Go down and tease the space between your balls and asshole, yes…tease it up with your finger then slowly get down and tease a bit your asshole too. Lube it up and slowly get a finger inside, push it in and out, in and out …while you slowly rub your cock, lay on your back, and it will feel better. Then get 2 fingers inside and fuck your ass nice and slow, then go a little bit faster and faster….Then, leave that asshole alone and start rubbing your cock faster… when you get close, stop and tease the tip of your cock with your finger, play with that little peepee hole a bit, it will be so intense. Then milk just the tip for a bit. Get and rub all of your cock now, slowly, then get faster, and faster…mmmmm, you are so close now, come on, you can cum, cum for me like a good boy, make a great mess for your mistress >:)

Bedtime [F23 M25] [somno] [bondage]

The anticipation builds inside of her as they stand next to each other washing the dishes and putting away the table set after having cooked dinner together, their way of showing love to each other when they get home tired from work. He heads to the bathroom to brush his teeth and change for bed while she moisturizes her body in preparation for the uncomfortable sleep that awaits her. Once he finishes, he kisses her passionately and tells her he’s going to prepare the bed for her and that she knows what to do, after all they have been doing this for the last two weeks.

She listens to his instructions and brushes her teeth, then returns to their bedroom in her underwear and nothing else, there is no need for pajamas as they’ll only get in the way of their fun.

Losing my V-card to my brother’s best friend. A chapter from my recently released book WASTELAND: The Factions of Red River Book Two. [Dark] [Dystopian] [Kink] [F-21] [M-29] [Friends to lovers] [Forbidden Romance] :)

**Back story**

Riley is the youngest sister of the McHale crime family that runs one of the factions in Red River. She’s been in love with her two older brothers’ best friend, Mick since they were kids. Five years ago, he ventured into the Wasteland (The barren space outside the city where there is no longer society). While he was there, he was captured and tortured. Ever since, when someone touches him, he feels all of the excruciating pain that he experienced during his time in captivity. He deals with this by fighting and getting tattooed (He’s completely covered in ink, including a skeleton tattoo on half of his face). He has been known to lose his mind while fighting and Riley’s older brothers (The leaders of the crime family) have had to pull him off and restrain him. Because of this, they don’t trust him with their sister and threatened to kill him if he touches their sister, to which he agrees because he wants to hurt her, but he has a desperate need to protect her. They’ve recently been attacked by the other factions and war has been declared, forcing everyone to live in the same residence. This has led Riley to wear him down and eventually leads to him revealing how he truly feels about her. She wants to be hurt by Mick. She knows they’re perfect together. Just before this scene, Riley and her friend went out of the house and almost got attacked. Mick and her brother saved them, but Mick was furious with her for leaving the house without protection. They had agreed to meet in the basement after everyone went to sleep, but she’s unsure if he’s still too angry, or can’t let her touch him yet.

Bus Stop #9 [m] Sexy Spooky Stories in the dark #1:

Repressed memories? Or perhaps a dream? I can’t tell anymore. My Academia years seem so far behind me now, yet an incident from my freshman College year haunts me still;  playing again in my head from time to time. Especially around the start of fall season in our local Beach town.

As I recall I was 19 during my first year of college, I frequently caught the city bus in the wee hours to make it on time for class. Studying biology while personally captivated by books of crypto zoology and mythology during my moments free.

This time of year the days get a little hot but the night’s chilly and the early mornings misty & muggy.

It was one of those foggy gloomy mornings, must of been a little bit before 5am. Made myself a small coffee and began my walk a few blocks over to bus stop #9. A little rinky dinky bench tucked off to the side of a main street, across an empty smoke shop adjacent to an old mini mart turned church or cult group; you never know.

The Beauty and the Pervy Sage

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My 1st attempt into writing apologies as English is not my 1st language but i will do my best to write something fun and juicy. Thanks again for reading my post if you ever come across it.

“One man broke me and one man heal me tonight” Beauty

As she left that night with big smile in her face. Sage looked up into sky as he light his cigarettes and said to himself her smile was priceless. this is the reason i do what i do.

Enter the Pervy Sage:

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Watching Her Suck Cock On The French Riviera [MFM]

Nice was not a place for the poor. And we, my wife Anne and I, were poor. We were backpacking across Europe on a shoestring budget. Nice was a beautiful city, but it was designed for those with money to spend. We spent the morning in the sun drenched courtyard of the youth hostel and plotted our escape to cheaper climates.

As we sat there a man ran up to use with a friendly greeting. We had first met Scott at the hostel in Marseille. Today he was returning from a trip to Monaco. He seemed desperately lonely as he raved to us about how excellent, friendly and spotlessly clean Monaco had been. Of all the people we’d met on our honeymoon, Scott seemed the most ill-suited to the life of a backpacker. Nothing, outside of Monaco, had lived up to his expectations and he complained about every person he’d met. Which was strange, since almost everyone we’d met had been extremely friendly.

The entire purpose of Scott’s trip, as far as we could tell, was to meet women who were away from home for the first time in their lives, free from all taboos and all supervision. He planned to guide these naïve young women into every aspect of their sexuality. He was failing miserably, since his only approach was to tell the women exactly that.

Flambeaux Island [M43F30M31][Oral]

The cream erupting out of me is overflowing onto the bed. This night is one for the books. This entire experience will be a memory forever etched in my brain. I’m shivering but not from cold air. My body is convulsing. The tremors are constant yet there’s still a line of cocks waiting to penetrate me. I have to compose myself. They won’t numb me with ice yet. They know I can take more. This is what I signed up for. It’s my last night at this island of pleasure. I’m paying my dues…….

“Hmmmm. Do I agree to blood testing twice a day? Do I understand the penalties for disclosure? Do I approve of any necessary medical treatment to be done on site if necessary? Do I agree to use my body as payment?”

I checked the yes box for every question. There was 150 of them. I was so excited I didn’t read half of the questions. I just checked yes. I submitted my answers and packed my bags. 24 hours later I was on a plane to Flambeaux Island.

Day 1

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