My life as a submissive fuck toy Part 4 : My ex boyfriend abused me properly [MF]

A few months after I turned 18, I started seeing a 27 year old guy. He was the typical chad. Good looking, great body, wealthy, selfish, cruel, arrogant, an asshole with a whole group of his dude bros egging him on whenever he indulged in some assholery. So of course, being the masochistic slut that I am I was drawn to him immediately. I was introduced to him by a friend’s bf.

The first time he saw me he gave me a long and slow once over. Instantly making me feel insecure and uncomfortable. I felt so naked. He told me (not asked, told) to dance with him and I obeyed. On the dance floor, his hand was constantly on my ass. He didn’t care if I liked it or not, though I did like it. We ended up going to his place. He used my body all night. The sex was brutal. He was so rough it hurt sometimes, but I came so fucking hard. I felt so used when the next morning he told me to get out without even looking at me. But, as you can guess, even that turned me on.

[FM] Apparently I Cheated With a Guy From the Gym

One of my relationships was with a guy I went to high school with. We reconnected on social media, and decided to give it a go. And proceeded to never have sex. The relationship fizzled out, no matter how hard I tried. I practically begged him to go out on our last date. We never officially broke up, but he ghosted me. And that is where our story begins.

After two weeks of being ghosted, I assumed it was over. So being the go getter that I am, I decided to go get me some dick. I was just getting into the gym, trying to lose a few pounds. I may not have been happy with my body, but apparently others were. I hid my extra stomach fat well, but I made no effort to conceal the “junk in the trunk” as the kids say.

Ever since I joined the gym, I’d been eyeing this one guy, Chris. And when my boyfriend ghosted me, I turned up the charm. Chris and I went to the gym around the same times, and often worked out on the same machines. Really nice guy. He would chat with me casually as we waited for weights or machines to become free. He was tall, fit but not too fit, and racially ambiguous (never did find out). I made a point of working out close to him, espedially on leg/booty day. And one day I decided to take the plunge and ask Chris out. He said yes.

Shelter from the storm [MF, lady cums first, female pov, minimal context]

We began fucking with our eyes from the moment I walked through your door. I asked to wash my hands, in a brief moment of self-restraint and nod to our broader circumstances, feeling you wrap your arms around me even before I had finished drying them. Leaning back into your embrace for a moment I savor this calm, your scent (clean, with the faintest hint of clove), and the contrast between the smoothness of your freshly shaved cheek against the back of my neck and the hard quickening of your cock pressing into the soft rise of my ass.

Without saying a word I turn to you, needing the press of your lips against mine. We make out standing in your kitchen until suddenly I find myself seated on your countertop, skirt swept up, your face immediately buried in the wet folds of my cunt, already licking me hard. I love how you knew I wouldn’t need any teasing tonight, the weeks of waiting and fantasizing about fucking you were foreplay enough. Running my hands through your hair I cum quickly, pulling at handfuls while pushing your face still deeper onto my clit. You look up watching me, head thrown back now against the cabinet frame, neck exposed, breasts still covered. *I want more. I need you inside me.* You scoop me up off the counter, carrying me to your bed as I whisper into your ear about the dozens of times between last time and this time I’ve worked myself to climax thinking about your dick sliding into me, rough fucking me to sated sleep.

An interactive erotic adventure, “A New World! Your Party of Hopeless Hotties”!

The website CHYOA allows people to create and share choose your own adventure erotic stories. I’ve made quite a few [here](https://chyoa.com/user/Fiftyfiftyfifty), but I’d like to share my longest story yet. At over 300 pages (and the chapter depth count doesn’t even count alternate branches), this one tracks conditions/variables too as long as you click, “Start Game,” before beginning.

[Click here](https://chyoa.com/story/A-New-World%21-Your-Party-of-Hopeless-Hotties.27293) to read YPoHH!

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Interactive erotic adventure, “A New World! Your Party of Hopeless Hotties”! [M, 2nd person]

I’ve written a lot of stories on CHYOA, a website for making erotic choose your own adventure stories. It also allows for conditions/variables for when people click, “Start Game,” for those that want to have more complex interactive creations. I’d like to share what may have become my most popular one, and is definitely the largest.

[A New World! Your Party of Hopeless Hotties](https://chyoa.com/story/A-New-World%21-Your-Party-of-Hopeless-Hotties.27293)

But if you want to read my others, check out my CHYOA page [here](https://chyoa.com/user/Fiftyfiftyfifty).

[MF] Instagram model swallows me in a movie theater

I met her online, only later finding out she had nearly a million followers. We chatted and she seemed more than eager to meet up, so I suggested a movie and we met the following day.

Since I’m not going to tell you exactly *who* she is, I’ll tell you what her aesthetic is. She’s small, nearly a foot shorter than me (6’1) and fit, which somehow ended up giving her extremely petite frame a generous ass and B cups. In short, she epitomized the “babygirl”, and I could tell a mile off that she’d love to call me Daddy, not something I’d done until then, but if there’s going to be a first, why not?

We met for some thriller and went into AMC, I paid for her and grabbed her hand without asking, bringing us to the back row. We didn’t really talk much, but there was a nervous energy between us that informs as much as words would be able to. We both liked what we saw, me in some simple pants and a button up (the bar is really on the floor fellas) and her in a skirt I told her I liked, her hair in pigtails and wearing a t-shirt that had “daddy” emblazoned across the front, her nipples poking their way through the lettering. Subtle I know, but what do you want? We were just horny teenagers (of legal age).

Seducing an older woman [MF]

This took place a couple years ago. Let me know if you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed reliving it!

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Kate was an older woman, someone I’d met on my way out of a Q&A with a celebrity we both liked. It was a sweaty NYC summer day, that blissfully unappreciated freedom of the pre-end times, and she was behind me in line. She was nearly thirty, a former athlete and current industry professional and the face of a company with an enormous valuation, and dressed like it. Even her ‘day off’ styling was perfect, round white shades with pointed ends drawing the eye to her matching smile. When she joined the line I was leaning against the railing, dressed *fine*, but nowhere near her level. Nevertheless, she gave me a smile as she removed her shades. I smiled at Kate, but we didn’t speak. She had headphones in and I didn’t want to be a bother.

We went to our seats and, in the jumble, were seated with two people between. She asked a question, and when we all filed out I could see her dawdling at the bottom of the steps and sped up.

The Thumb of a Sinner

Just as I hear my old, rusty key turn right and click the lock, I turn to my right and see him staring at me. With those dark brown eyes, it’s almost like he sees into my God-awful soul. Like he knows my deepest, darkest, masturbatory dreams about him.
Bevin Daniels, the most handsome 25 year old man I’ve seen in my life. He’s like a Deity here to save me from my sinning ways. Or, does he want to sin more with me?
“Hey Ginger, what are you up to?” he says giving me the up and down.
“Oh, just going out to get more wine. All I have is hard stuff. And, uh, it’s not what I’m thirsty for tonight,” I almost die at what I just said, but can I be anymore plain?
“Well, are you interested in some company? I like the hard stuff, so no need to go out for anything else.”
“Yah, come on in,” I say trying to be sexy but I sound like a dying mule.
“Sorry about the mess, I’ve had a rough couple of days,” I say without thinking.
As I turn my around to throw my keys on the counter, Bevin pounces on me with his lips. It is incredibly unexpected, but he smells of wood shavings and paint. His lips are soft, while his hands are full of callouses, yet strong. Our lips seem to meld together like they were created this way. Our tongues touch ever so slightly while his hands run through my hair, pulling it, and I let out a gasp without thinking about it.
“Is this okay?” he asks almost out of breath.
“Yes, keep going.”
Our mouths meet together once more and I can feel his 5 o’clock shadow against my cheeks. His mouth moves to my neck, while he pulls my long hair back. I can feel how wet I am already, but I want this to last all night.
His mouth sucks on my skin and I grab his ass to pull him in closer. He kisses both sides of my neck and licks down to the top of my one sided sweater. He steps back and takes off his shirt to show me his soft stomach. I bite my lip and take off my sweater to show my naked breasts, with erect nipples, waiting for his perfect mouth.
“Holy shit,” he says trying not to smile.
He pounces back on me and kisses my mouth. He kisses all the way down to my hard nipples and bites them lightly.
“Harder,” I say through moans.
Bevin looks up at me and laughs. I feel his teeth bite down on my left nipple, and I moan louder than I meant too. His other hand fondles my right breast and I almost fall backwards.
He kisses down my stomach to the top of my pants, and I shudder, for my dream has actually become my reality.
I pull my pants down while he kisses my hips.
“You’re beautiful,” Bevin says while I play with his hair.
His teeth grab my panties, and I shimmy out of them quickly. I can’t wait anymore. I walk towards the bedroom, just to tease him a bit. Bevin follows me with a grin that I can tell he is trying to repress.
I lay down on my back and he opens my legs. I am dripping wet and I have goosebumps everywhere.
“Wow, you’re so wet,” he says while kissing the inside of my thighs.
“Quit teasing,” I giggle.
Just as I say that he buries his face into my pussy. His tongue outlines my lips and I see stars. I can feel his facial hair on every crevice as he maps out my pussy with a mixture of his tongue and lips. He licks circles, and diagonals, and brings his fingers to help. Slowly he inserts his fingers and I muffle my moans. He teases me, lightly brushes my clit, and holds every shudder of my body with his tongue.
“Oh fuck,” I say as he focuses on my clit.
As I am about to explode, he pulls back and comes back up to my face.
“Not yet, I want this to last all night,” he says as he kisses me lightly.
He rolls on his back and I open his jeans to his hidden erection. I move my face down to his crotch when Bevin sits up.
“No, I only want to please you tonight,” he says telling me not to give him a blowjob.
“I want you inside of me.”
He grabs a condom from his pocket and rolls it on. Once he’s ready he grabs my hips and pulls me on top of him. I let him inside of me, and he goes in so easily. I let out a gasp and start grinding my hips into his. Slowly at first, in and out. I see his face, and his whole attention is on me.
While I grind on him, Bevin puts his thumb on clit. This makes my whole body have convulsions. His thumb starts going in a clockwise motion as I continue to grind into him. Quickly I feel the biggest orgasm of my life. My entire being goes on pause as I allow the ecstasy to take over me. We both scream in unison, and I cum harder than ever before. I still feel his thumb on my clit, which makes me jolt as I am now extremely sensitive.
We are both breathing heavily, and I collapse on top of him. I roll onto my side and Bevin kisses my shoulder. Without really thinking about it. I fall asleep.

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A [F]ulfilling day as a Hot Wife

I[MF] was wet before I even entered the door. I was thinking about the last meet up 2 weeks ago when we met at his[MM] house and had sweaty hot sex. This time I promise myself, I’m going to go slower. I’m going to tease him more. We have more time to build up the tension.

As soon as our clothes are off he goes down on me as previously promised and explores me like a pirate with the promise of treasure. He leaves no stone unturned as he explores top to bottom and gets a devilish glint in his eye as he sees and feels me heating up. My legs start shaking as he rocks my clit from side to side. My abs contract as his fingers press into my gspot. I tell myself… “don’t come yet” and focus on each moment of rising pleasure. Oh my god he is so good with that tongue! Now my back starts arching and head digs into the pillow…Don’t come yet! Oh it’s useless! My mouth can not contain the sound affects of coming any longer. At first, it’s a very deep release of moaning excited pleasure. As my body explode more fully in pleasure it seems to defy gravity and my moan turns into an uncontrollable scream, “Oh FuCK!”

The next morning [MF]

This is a “Part 2”, I guess. Here’s “Part 1”.

Are we really having a threesome? [MFF] from gonewildstories

Waking up the next morning was a trip. We were all still nude, I was spooning with her friend, my hand right on her pussy. My girlfriend was asleep by our feet. No clue how that happened. Wanting to get up, I tried to move as slowly and gently possible before I heard a voice-

“Oh finally you’re awake. Last night was AMAZING.”

Her friend was awake. As we whispered about the night we’d had, I couldn’t help but slowly start to rub her pussy and grab her ass. She seemed to enjoy this, as she gave me a look that needed no words.

“Let’s go to the living room. I don’t want to wake [girlfriend] up.” I said.

Seeing her ass move as she stood up and walked to the living room was incredible. It was so thick, with the perfect peach shape. Shutting the bedroom door behind us, I pushed her onto the living room couch and spread her legs. She laughed and asked that I be gentle, explaining that she was a little bit sore from last night. Her pussy was perfect, shaved, and just the right amount of tightness. I ate her out until she was wet, before placing her on my lap.