Listening to my gf’s mum..

So this happened happened a while back when me and my gf Leah had just started dating. We used to take it in turns to stay at each others houses when we both lived with our parents. My gf’s mum was single and had divorced from her dad when Leah was only young. Her mum was quite average looking, early 40’s and had a nice figure. Wasn’t slim but wasn’t fat, had nice size boobs and her ass was nice to look at when she wore jeans. She was always really kind to me and welcomed me instantly upon meeting me and made me feel at home. I love when she hugged me because my face would always get buried in her tits. Read more »

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unlocking the slut

A slut is buried deep inside me. Some of her has come out in some fabulous glory. Fucking, sucking and cumming in a room full of strangers. Begging a man to let me cum by the hands of another. Pictures and teases. Words turned into fantasies. Fantasies into realities. Yet, lurking beneath the surface is someone gently nudging to explore. To stop faking the confidence and to let go.

Seduce me.

Seduce me with your words.
Seduce me with your brain.
Seduce me with your touch.

I aim to please. I need to please. Being your good girl.

Tell me how tempting I look.
Look me over.
Appreciate my curves.
Make me believe what you see turns you on.

Start gentle.
Start slow.

Work me up.
Wake me up with your touch.
Tease and kiss.
A nibble and a slap.
A pull of hair, a move of my chin.

Lull me under your spell.
Mold me.
Own me.

I’m yours because you want me.
Show me you do.

When you do….
When you do.. I’ll be a filthy little slut. Read more »

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[FF] my first “accidental” experience with erotic hypnosis

My [28f] first “accidental” experience

For context I [28F] have only known about erotic hynotism since my fiancée/ Domme [24F] told me about it some months ago. She’s known that she has a fetish for hypnotism since childhood (shout out to the Jungle Book), but I hadn’t heard of it until we got to the point that were were sharing about our fetishes. I was intrigued, of course, by this new thing that I’d just learned about the woman I’m going to marry, but I wouldn’t say that I immediately got it. It came up occasionally, like when we watched the movie Aladdin together and she warned me she might get turned on by hypnotism scene (oh no, lol). However, we never did anything about it until a couple of days ago when… wow… Just everything happened

So the night was pretty wild even before any hypnotism stuff took place. We’ve both agreed since then that it’s the literal best sex we’ve ever had in our lives. Orgasms for days and an amazing level connection neither of us had experienced before. It’s 4 in the morning, but we can’t seem to stop. I do, however, start to get drowsy. Read more »

Mindless, Deprived Babygirl (Orgasm Denial, Daddydom, Bondage) – Part 1

Overstimulation was Daddy’s favorite method of torturing me lately. He left me bound in the strangest positions with a vibrator on my clit while he worked, cooked, or did household chores. For over a month now, my pussy was swollen with need and dripped down my legs wherever I went. I wasn’t allowed to wear panties, and I made a mess wherever I went. It drove Daddy nuts to see how horny, messy, and needy I became; he enjoyed my reliance on him, especially my desperate begging to cum.
Today was meal prep day, and Daddy bound me to one of the wooden kitchen chairs in the perfect view of the stove. He pulled out one of the wider butt plugs, filling me, and making it uncomfortable to sit down. My favorite set of 4 point, soft leather cuffs trapped each ankle to a chair leg, and my wrists were cuffed through the chair behind me. Daddy gagged me with his favorite black-colored ball gag, and used bell nipple clamps on my tits. He fashioned a sort of harness out of soft nylon rope for the remote controlled hitachi wand, and settled it against my clit. Once he made sure that I wouldn’t be able to escape, he turned the vibrator on the lowest setting, and went to the sink to watch his hands.
I watched as he started to pull various items from the fridge and the cabinets, preparing his super anal meal prep setup. Daddy didn’t like when his systems were messed up, and when I tried to help, I hopelessly screwed up his processes. When I messed up his process, I typically ended up in tears with a bruised, sore ass. Sometimes I was bratty and messed up his processes on purpose, but for the majority my missteps were not deliberate. For the most part, I avoided the household tasks that Daddy liked to do, like cooking, and stuck to doing the laundry, ironing, and cleaning.
I whined through the gag when the vibrator turned up a notch, pulling me out of my thoughts to focus on Daddy who was holding the remote to the vibe in his hand. “You’re thinking too hard Babygirl. I want you needy, thoughtless, desperate to cum.” My body trembled at his deep, sexy voice, making the bells tinkle. He chuckled, knowing how turned on his voice alone could make me. I ground my hips into the vibe buzzing away at my clit, “Ah, there goes those pesky thoughts.” Daddy chuckled again.
He bumped up the level of the vibe again, and started pulling pans from the cabinets and ingredients from the pantry and fridge. I strained against the rope around my waist that kept me on the chair. It held taut, digging into my hips. “Awe, Princess, you aren’t getting up from that chair until you are sitting in a fat puddle of your little girl juices.” He laughed at the frustrated shriek that I made when the vibe was turned down, “That puddle might appear faster than I thought.”
I struggled against the cuffs, the bells on my nipples chiming. “You know I love it when you fight, Babygirl.” He stopped looking at me with his very intense gaze, and started focusing on creating something that smelled like pasta. Faint smells of garlic and spices filled the room, but the smell of my juices filled my nose. “Can you sit still Princess? Or am I asking too much of you?”
The vibe started to pulse, aiding my pussy into having its own version of a heartbeat. My head fell back against the top of the chair as the pulses only grew stronger. My mouth tried to form words around the gag, begging for an orgasm. “No, Babygirl. No cummies yet.” The strong pulses stopped and faded into soft vibrations.
My hips swiveled, driving the fat plug deeper into my ass, and causing me to squeal. My eyes made contact with Daddy’s, he bit his lip watching me struggle. I whined, spreading my legs as far as possible so he could look at my soaked pussy. He chuckled, “That puddle is nowhere near big enough, perhaps you don’t need to cum today.”
My legs slammed shut around the vibrator, “Fuck you!” I shrieked.
“Strike one, Princess.” The vibrator turned on the highest setting causing my eyes to roll back in my head. My sensitive clit was assaulted by the strong vibrations. My body fought and started to stiffen as it prepared to allow me to cum. “No cummies Brat,” a light slap hit my cheek, and the vibrator was turned back down.
I struggled for air as Daddy’s fingers tightened my nipple clamps. “Naughty brats don’t get to cum.” Desperate whines filled the kitchen, and drool started to drip onto my bare chest. “You’re getting there Princess. I want you messy, needy, and empty-headed.” His large fingers reached out, trailing up and down my drenched pussy. “This filthy little pussy is mine, and if I want it drippy and needy, then it will be.” Daddy cleaned my juices off his fingers.
As quick as lightning his hands reached out, one around my throat and the other in my hair, yanking my head back. “I want you brainless, rubbing your little pussy on pillows, the couch, your heels, my leg, knowing that you don’t have permission to cum. No, I’m not giving you permission until you deserve it.” He smacked my face, still keeping a tight grip on my hair. Read more »

39 [MF] – A Retelling of a Recent Successful Encounter per Her Request (anonymous drive-up tit sucking)

I recently had a very nice encounter with a lovely young woman here. We had a great time and she has made a request that I capture the night in a post so that she can re-live it. It’s a very humbling request, so I said yes. Here is what happened.

I made a post on Reddit proposing that a woman meet up with me anonymously. I would be in my car. She would walk up to my driver’s side window and place her tits in my car for sucking. She could play with her pussy while she was sucked and then she could leave whenever she was satisfied. Not long after, I was contacted by this specific Redditor. She explained that the idea was a massive turn-on for her and that she had actually bookmarked a video of a similar situation, which she often revisits.

We agreed to stay strangers. No names and no faces. She would simply walk up and place her tits inside my car for sucking. She mentioned that she can cum just from having her nipples sucked. This, of course, was very attractive to me. She asked if I would be touching myself while I sucked on her tits and I told her I most likely would be. She appreciated this. Read more »

Good Girl Passion Fuck

Good Girl Passion Fuck

(DRAFT)

You are wearing a black sundress, no underwear. I, blue jeans, already unzipped, unbuttoned. You have my hand, guiding me to the bedroom. It’s difficult to walk with my hardness. You turn quick to look at me, then turn back. I catch a quick wiff of your lavender scent, my knees weaken for a second. My heart is aching, the love, the desire I feel for you, in this moment is all consuming.

You sit at the edge of the bed, hands still grasp. You looking up at me, me you. I bend over, run my fingers through your hair, smell it. I run my nose along your cheek, then kiss, lightly lick your neck, stand up straight, gazing into your eyes and feel instantly compelled to say;

‘My, you are so captivating, so elegant and beautiful.” You blush, look away, smile.

You run your hand down my stomach, down to my pants, my bulge, you caress it. I can feel the precum drip out.

You pull my pants down, my cock flicks out, bounces. I kick my pants off, away. You sit there, stare at it, up at me, waiting. I say, ask; Read more »

Bull corrupts young mind [MF]

I’ve had a ton of fun writing here and have been encouraged to share more stories. Currently I have been with over 100 women each deserving of their own story. This is the story of Allison.

Ally was fresh out of highschool and attended college at the same point that I was finishing with my graduate program. Ally (18F) had a boyfriend Sam (18M) who was a nice guy. In my program I had to mentor younger students and Sam’s dorm roommate was the student I was mentoring. I was 24, young and just a year into my cuckold/bull journey.

Now Sam had been concerned. Him and Ally have been together since they were 13 and Ally has never been with anyone besides him. He wanted Ally to experience other men as he believed that would lessen the chance she would cheat and leave (oh no foreshadow). So he asked his roommate who then told him about me and boom text messaging started. We arranged a time at Ally’s apartment when her roommates would be out of town and I would take ally out to dinner and then take her back for a fun night. Sam is the jealous type and just wanted to be there to see us off on our date and then he’d go back to his dorm until I texted him. Read more »