Getting to know people I’m college [f]

[This is a throwaway account for obvious reasons. I am in my mid-20s now, but this happened when I was 18-19. As it was a few years ago, I’m writing to the best of my recollection…].

I grew up in a conservative, middle-class family in the mid-west (USA). For college, I wanted to go to “the big city” and ended up in New York City. Despite (or maybe because of, who knows) my conservative upbringing, I found early in my freshman year that I had certain kinks – BDSM, 1950s housewife stuff, etc. I had never acted on any of my kinks and I didn’t want to act them out with guys on campus (both fear of being found out but also I wanted someone knowledgeable to introduce me to the scene). Somehow, I found my way on to fetlife and, as I didn’t know anybody in the city, figured I would try attending a “munch” to meet like-minded people.

Malfoy’s Revenge Pt1 (fan fiction)

Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger have both returned to Hogwarts as professors at the request of new the Headmaster – Professor Flitwick.

Malfoy, the new potions professor, had no idea that the defence against the dark arts post was open, let alone newly filled by that bloody mud-blood.
The enmity and tension between the old rivals had been simmering for weeks, both of them walking a fine line.
At the end of a busy week, as Professor Granger was clearing away test papers, Malfoy ghosted up behind her, grabbed a handful of her shoulder length bushy hair, twisting her head up and back towards his face.
She gasped, too shocked to process what was happening as Malfoy’s free hand cast a warding spell on the classroom door, slamming it shut.
He twisted her further round so he could look straight into her eyes. He whispered, holding eye contact without blinking;
“I’ve been waiting a long time for this. It’s time to take what you owe me.”
His free hand snapped up, giving her a sharp, hard slap across her face.
She staggered from the shock, held up only by the tight grip on her hair.
Grasping her quickly and tightly by her throat and releasing the grip on her hair, he spun her to face him and pushed her back against the desk.
Hermione noticed something strange. Malfoy’s skin was cold, dry, unlike anything she’d felt since…since the battle. Since the Dementors.
She shivered with fear and anticipation, reached both her hands up to try and wrest Malfoy’s cold grip from around her throat but his grip tightened as she started to choke her. Dimly, as her vision popped and sparked, she realised she’d wet herself.
Another hard slap and a callous whisper
“Struggle if you must, you disgusting mudblood. It won’t achieve anything.”
He leant forward, his tongue flicked out and licked the flushed, livid mark on her cheek.
“You’re mine, Granger. I’m going to enjoy this and in time maybe you will too.”
Hermione’s last thought as Malfoy pushed her to her knees was that his tongue was ice cold too, did that mean…?
She knelt, opened her mouth willingly, oddly excited despite the shame and fear and waited for Draco.

[MF] Becoming an exhibitionist

A while back i posted about a visit to a swingers club and playing with a lady.

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dejeiz/mf_my_first_swingers_club_visit/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dejeiz/mf_my_first_swingers_club_visit/)

This is the follow-up as to what happened later that night at the club and how i got into exhibitionism.

After Happy and I had finished playing in the room we got our stuff together and went back down to the main room. A few of the group commented on how “flushed” Happy looked and there was a bit of chat about what we’d been up to. I was quite pleased when Happy was very positive about how hard I’d made her cum.

Later on Happy asked if i wanted to pop upstairs to the roof terrace with a few others and have a smoke.I agreed and a small group of us went up and sat down outside, Happy produced a spliff and we sat smoking and chatting and genrally chilling out. After a while the rest of the group kind of drifted off back to the main room leaving just Happy and I. I was lay back on a lounger type pretty stoned whilst happy was sat perched on a lounger next to me. The conversation turned a bit more sexual talking about what we’d got up to earlier. By now we were the only people out on the terrace and Happy asked me if she wanted her to “return the favour” as it were. Never being one to turn down some fun i readily agreed and went to get up.

27 [M] my cheating disaster

So this dates back to 2018, me and my gf where having a good time togheter. But the sex was kinda off and really not that often. And i went out to drink with a couple of my friends, and at the pub i suddenly ran into one of my old times crush. Stunning thick girl from the past. I was 25 at the time and she was 23. She had just broken up with her ex bf on the rebound. We hit it off and i just lost myself in her eyes and body figure. She gently put her arm on my inner thigh and i could feel the blood rush and loosing myself. She said «meet me outside in a taxi in 5 min, no one can know» i managed to sneak out and jumped in a cab with her and we where going at it all the way in to her apartment and we dropped our clothes and she was stunning. I knew i was about to the cheat but i could not stop it. She sat down ready in doggy and it looked like heaven, just when i was about to put it in her i bursted my load all over her back.. she got so frustrated and kicked me out.

[FM][Long] Seducing a hotel guest – Part 2

Let me tell you, the rest of my shift was difficult. It was a mixture of stressing my ass off, paranoid people knew what had happened, horny as fuck staying rock hard half the time as I played it back in my head over and over, and I was distracted on my phone any chance I got out of security camera and guest/staff view. Because remember how I gave her my number? She made sure to take advantage of that, messaging me her dirty thoughts, sending me pictures, even a few videos. All from the room, which made it all the more hotter. I’d always dreamed of something like this happening, and how it happened I was in a state of euphoria as well as desperately trying to remain patient. Also as it turned out, the colleague who covered for me by telling the boss I was in the break room ended up cornering me. Asking for every intimate detail, because he was the one that sent me off on the job in the first place. I was obligated to tell him after he covered my ass.

A Day Of Realisation [Cuckold] [MMFF] [Training] [Mind Games] [Cheating] [Humiliation] [Oral] [Fiction]

This is a Follow on of my previous story “Things May Have Changed For Good” it acts as a stepping stone for a further story arc that i’m working on, and is a next day reaction and then a mischevious proposition from the dominant couple. I hope you Enjoy it, as always, feedback is essential so i would appreciate some ?

Lighting Her Fire – The real life experience of a guy trying to coax a faithful, loving, wife into “[consensual]” cuckoldry.…(Chapter One)

**The Christmas Party – 20/12/19**

Sarah wore her anklet to the party. I told her that I love it when she wears it. She doesn’t know what it means. She’s aware of a connotation to swinging but she dismisses it. My heart was racing, back in the summer, when she asked me to buy it for her. I had half an erection taking it to the till. I’d already spent a year trying to slowly coax her into becoming a hotwife. Our sex life had improved, we were more loved up than ever. She was dressing sluttier. But aside from that I’d come to think this was just a game in my head. A game that wasn’t going anywhere. So to me the anklet felt like a really big thing. To her probably meant nothing. When winter came she stopped wearing it.

But it came back out for the Christmas party. Especially for me (she said). I told her that I love it when she wears it. She came to the party wearing it. All my friends were there. We had a great time.

Toy (Master/sub | BDSM | NC | Gangbang)

I am not even sure how long had passed since you placed me in the thick latex hood. It has blocked all light and most of the sound. My long braid protrudes from a hole at the top. My mouth is dry since I am forced to breath through my mouth. The mouth opening is the only exposed part of my head. I am grateful that the o-ring gag is not currently in place. You removed it so that I could eat and drink.

A thick leather collar and leather wrist and ankle cuffs round out my attire. The rest of me is uncovered, well let’s say unrestrained. I am technically covered in red welts and purple angry bruises from the days of beatings. I, of course, cannot see them, but I know them to be so.

I feel you clip the leash to my collar and you give it a tug. I immediately get on all fours. You tug me once again and I follow the leash. I am disoriented and not sure what part of the house we are in. The cold tile floor turns to cold, smooth concrete. We are in the playroom.

Alternative Currency (part two-The end) [Rough] [boyfriend’s father] [painful] [forced] [degradation]

B looked to the men of the Culper ring, horror on his face and he started to pull at the restraints, he tried to verbally protest but his jaw still ached too much to speak. Mr. Tallmadge walked over to him and leaned down, whispering something in his ear that made him stop resisting and look away from his dad.

Mr. Wilkins climbed over me, and though I didn’t think myself capable of crying anymore at this point, I did. I had never wished anyone dead in my life before, but now, as he lowered his lips to my breast and bit and sucked on me, I wished this coward of a man, this monster that had the audacity to touch me, knowing I was only in this situation because I loved his son and wanted his son safe, something he’d never once in his life even attempted to do for B, I wished him dead, painfully dead.