My Life As A Host To A Slime Monster 13 – Bee (fiction, F19, supernatural, monster)

I eventually walked out of the suite for the first time in what felt like forever but it was only a couple of days.

Granted I had to let ‘*Glutton Slime*’ another go at feeding as another nine carts of food was brought into the suite as she stuffed my body with another metric fuck ton of food as she made me basically lick the plates clean.

This being my second feeding with Gluttony I still can’t get over how much food I had fucking ate….well she ate.

But after ‘*fatten me up*’ and another shower as Gluttony Slime wasn’t exactly clean in her eating while using my body to start providing me sustenance I was officially ready to go see Prime’s sister’s daughter to help with my image issues.

*What?*

Excuse me after having a literal monster called an Incubus show me that their ‘*jizz*’ could heal my pot marked face from my acne. I kind of got impatient with the whole ‘waiting to see what the Slime could do to my body’ as they improved my body. Read more »

Platonic Friends 18 – First Date Pt 1 (fiction, 23M/23F/23F, Con, Friends, Roommates, Open Relation)

“Remind me again **why** I have both a butt plug AND a wireless remote vibrator in me?”

Felicity spoke while wearing a skirt that went to her mid thighs as she wore a button up corduroy sweater with a few buttons undone showing off her tummy. The only buttons done were the ones that would hold and cover her small breasts.

She looked down at her outfit, “It’s bad enough you talked me into wearing this outfit.”

A different female chuckled, “Hey you’re the one who agreed to this. At least *you’re* wearing something comfortable while I’m stuck wearing dress slacks and a fucking button up man’s shirt. I feel like I’m wearing a suit.”

I walked up to Felicity and Emma hearing the last part of their bitching as I smiled, “Ladies ladies. Remember WE **ALL** agreed that WE would do our first date together as sort of a ‘trial run’.”

I handed Emma a rubber putter, “You got to dress more refined, more reserved.”

Emma lightly growled at me, “Ok I accept that I may need to dress with more class but come on Neil I look like I just got off work from a bank and not the good kind either.” Read more »

Chapter Three – The Dollhouse [OC] [nonfiction]

So, a little more background about my Doktor and me: We have this other thing we do (let’s be honest, we do a lot of different things!) that we have decided to call Complex Roleplay. Basically, we each have multiple personas that we can switch between in any given situation. (If you have an interest in getting a post sometime with more details about this, lmk. If enough people are interested, I’ll be happy to pop one up soonish.) “Doktor” is one of his personas (the one that hypnotizes me, obviously) but there are others such as the one that meditates with me, the one who makes rules in our D/s dynamic, etc. Needless to say, I also have a fair number of personas that can each get called upon. There is one that he calls Poppette who is a doll/plaything for him. So, as he started to check into ideas for different ways to play with hypnosis and stumbled across a podcast that discussed dollification, he immediately thought of Poppette. This was a session where we had an even longer than usual convo beforehand to make sure we had adequate consent/understanding of limits/etc. Please keep in mind that all the activities described have already been part of our play WITHOUT hypnosis, so we both had a really solid sense of safety and tolerance and such. FWIW, during the aforementioned convo, we also discussed consent in general regarding when/where/what with hypno stuff. One of the many levels of things I eagerly consented to is that if we are in a safe and private space that I am excited about his trying inductions that vary in levels of obviousness. So, things that are fairly sudden and/or reeeally subtle are all green lights as far as I’m concerned. Again, we have a massive amount of trust that has built over time in a variety of contexts. Read more »

Masturbating at the park 19[F]

I was horny as fuck so I masturbated at the park while I was out on a walk. I made myself cum while thinking about my fantasies. I had just finished watching a scene from a porn movie, where the guy sucked the girl off until she came and then he fucked her and she came again. I was really enjoying this, and I thought, “What the hell? I’m only a kid, I have my whole life ahead of me. Why shouldn’t I have some fun?” And I made myself cum.

[MF] It took three years to meet the girl who blew me, and my mind (about last night…)

I was never a good science student, but I love good chemistry. At least in the sexual sense. Every now and then, you meet someone who you have instant sexual chemistry with, and it’s mind-blowing. Last night was one of those nights.

To properly tell this story, I have to rewind three years when I matched with a girl on Bumble, who I’ll call “Angela.” She was a very cute blond, about 5’2″ and curves in all the right places. We flirted a bit, exchanged numbers but never ended up meeting, probably because I found myself in a relationship shortly after that. Oh well, we all make mistakes!

Fast forward to a couple of weeks ago, I matched with a very cute blond on Bumble; I think you can connect the dots. We began flirting again, unbeknownst to either of us that we had already matched, and soon exchanged numbers… again. That night I received an unexpected phone call from a drunk Angela saying that she had texts from me from three years prior. We joked about how we never met and that we should amend that, so plans were made. I pushed my luck a bit, still gauging Angela, by introducing some R rated jokes to the chat, and as I gave her a proverbial inch, she took a mile. She was soon talking about taking my cock in her mouth and I reciprocated by saying I was thinking about shoving my face between her legs. Read more »

The things I [F] do for my man

Ok this is a more recent event, and might be a bit more tame compared to the others, but it is a bit of naughty fun. Well my current partner knows about what I used to get up to, mostly, and had occasionally made comments about old photos of me at concerts and that, how I was dressed and how I would have looked dancing. Well for his birthday last year I told him If he pics a picture and I still had the clothes I would squeeze into them and dance for him. (leather pants are a pain.)

So his birthday comes and we agree that in the evening after any visitors we have are gone will be fine. He has a few friends over for some casual drinks and games instead of going out (covid and all). It’s getting later and later in the evening and well I want to give him his present before this birthday is over. So I excuse myself, say I’m tired and going to bed. I got to our bedroom to get dressed up. What he picked was an old outfit I’d worn to a Slayer concert. Laced leather pants, (boots but I changed it for heels) a tight corset top and my battle jacket over the top. The pants were ok because of the laced sides but the corset top was a little small for me these days, but he didn’t complain. I couldn’t do the hair like it was back then or anything, so just a ponytail, and I broke out my old makeup and put it on heavy. The full eyeliner and black lipstick. Read more »

Jen and The Glow Party Blow Job [F25-35/M30-40] [public sex] [cuckholding/femdomme] [poly/enm/swingers]

*The following is a fictionalized version of real events. All names and identifying details have been changed.*

The moment I met Jen I knew I would never be the same. She was extroverted, fearless, and totally in control. She was the perfect complement to my shy, introverted, and anxious self. She always made me feel the perfect combination of safe and exhilarated. Oh, and she was a slut. My slut. My perfect, sex positive, ultra-feminist, unappologitic, body-cofident slut. She was a raging furnace in a five foot frame with inviting curves and experience to match. She commanded attention wherever she went and was the muse for many soft-bois. She knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to go after it – not in life, relationships, or sex.

We were in an open relationship and we loved playing together and separately. Hearing all the details of her dates was passion fuel for our intimacy. I enjoyed her enjoyment; her wins were our wins. Now, it’s difficult to describe our physical chemistry to people who didn’t know us, but Jen was always dotting on me. Under her attention, my trademark stoicism was replaced by malleability – willingness, even giddiness, to please her. She was the perfect combination of independence and devotion. Read more »

Finally found a person who gets me in bed… [FM]

It’s my [f25] first time posting here and I am really anxious you might find my story a bore, but I just can’t get over the fact that I finally get to explore my sexuality with the right person [m24]. I say he’s right because he brought out my kinks which I didn’t know I had! So lately, I discovered that I like watching myself get fucked in the mirror, that I like when he acts like he just uses me for sex, I like that he speaks to me so dirty during sex and even if we are in public casually, I like that he is so selfish when it comes to me (we’re not in a relationship), I like that he fetches me after school just so he could let out his stress by fucking me… and the fact that he can satisfy all these kinks all at once… and he did it again last weekend…. Read more »

Revenge of the sluts

“Yay! He replied, he’s coming over soon” Tina sounded excited.

“Yeah, that bitch deserves what she’s gonna get after we are done with her boyfriend tonight”, Pia sounded determined.

“But no matter what she has done, Ruchi is our friend babe, are you sure we should be doing this?” Tina sounded conflicted.

“Hell yeah, after she finds out, she’ll never mess with us again.” Pia wasn’t going to back off and continued drinking.

Soon enough there was a knock on the door and Tina opened it to find Rajiv, he seemed a bit nervous. She signalled him to come in and asked him “Whiskey or beer?”. He asked for whiskey and she poured him a drink. Pia was checking him out all this while, “he isn’t a stud by any means, but he’ll do for tonight, maybe he’ll never again experience what he’s gonna get tonight” she chuckled to herself.

“So, what’s up Rajiv! I hear there’s trouble in your paradise” she started off as he gulped down his drink pretty fast. Read more »

When I [M] Watched “Unfaithful” With a Fan

Years ago I had been talking platonically with an attractive woman who happened to be a fan of my “work” – I am in the arts. She had reached out telling me how much certain creations had resonated with her and that led to some ongoing conversations. I’ve typically kept strict boundaries on this type of dynamic but something about her persona drew me in.

I had mentioned in passing that my relationship was rocky and she asked if I’d be interested in coming over for lunch to talk sometime.

When I arrived she greeted me with a hug and she was super bubbly. She was wearing an orange summer dress, had Italian/Spanish appearance, and was about 5’7, big brown eyes, full lips, a round face, long silky black hair, very busty, and olive skin.

We went to the kitchen and she had prepared a delicious meal with fresh fruit, grilled chicken sandwiches, and cocktails.

We went on to talk for about an hour about her love for the arts, certain icons we both loved, and shared some wild stories from previous encounters. Read more »