I visited a gloryhole [26F]

I was in a foreign city on business for a week. It was a very busy week, so I didn’t get to pay much attention to my sexual needs and after a few days I was pretty pent up. You know how you get after you haven’t fucked in a while, the horniness impairs your judgement and you just need to get some release.

On my last night I had the night off finally. So I went online to see what kind of sexual trouble I could get into in this city. There were some strip clubs and a few swingers clubs. But since I was alone those weren’t an option. There was also an adult theater with booths and gloryholes. In all my slutty adventures I have never actually done a proper gloryhole before. I mean I have at a sex party. But that was different. Here there would be actual strangers on the other side of whom I would never even see their faces. My pussy tingled at the thought of it. So I headed out to the adult theater.

My first time touching another girl’s pussy was in the back of a taxi, and it got us a free ride [FF]

Spring break was going great, other than the fact that I was still struggling a little bit from the giant cock I had fucked two days before (see previous story). I felt like I had given birth or something. But that didn’t stop me from having a great time.

The girls and I decided we’d take a day trip to Miami Beach from Daytona because none of us had ever been there and we heard there was a nude beach and thought that would be fun! So we piled in the car and headed down. We got to the beach late morning.

Brie was one of my good friends, and she was always up for fun. She was naked before we even got our towels in the sand. I love her. She was barely taller than me and had long blond hair. I had never seen her naked below the waist, she had very small perky boobs, but she stood there naked in front of me and all I could do was stare at her pussy. It was the cutest little thing. She was shaved completely and she just had a slit, no hanging labia like me. She had an “innie”. It literally looked like a little purse. Jill and Amy weren’t so sure and kept their bikinis on and laid down.

Sissy Weekend Fantasy Pt. 1

I’d always been very sexually submissive, and my wife had always loved pushing the boundaries sexually. Our sexual kinks began with small penis humiliation, and progressed to me eating her pussy in public and sometimes wearing panties. And I loved all of it! But recently my wife took my submissiveness and her boundary pushing to a new level.

She had decided that for the upcoming weekend that I was going to be her “complete sissy slut”. We were laying in bed when she told me. She had just finished riding my face, and her pussy juice was still running down my face and my little dick was so hard it hurt.

She started to rub my freshly shave ball sack as she explained more. “This weekend you will be my sissy sex slave”, her hand on my balls felt so good and I was already feeling submissive after the face sitting that all I could do was groan, “yes”. “This weekend, you will call me ‘mommy”, she replied, “is that understood?” “Yes mommy”, she said as her hand smashed my little dick into me. As she covered and smashed my dick her hand was still able to grab my balls causing me to yelp in pain. Her rubbing my dick so aggressively was a little concerning but also made me feel even more submissively horny.

Erotic Novel Cover Art

I have been writing erotica and horrorotica for awhile now and just decided to start low key designing covers for erotic books and stories. Not really looking for any advise, just thought I’d share a few and see what everyone thinks of them. They will be posted up on my page if anyone wants to have a look.

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New-years resolutions [M30/F25] [spanking/boss-employee]

It was the last day of December and Emma was the only one at the office. All of her colleagues had taken the week off for the holidays, but someone had to be present, just in case of an emergency.
Emma didn’t mind, she had no plans on the days between the holidays and she’d be home in time today to celebrate the new year. She’d also earn a hefty bonus for volunteering to work this week, not that there was a lot of work to do.
Most of these lonely days at the office, Emma kept herself busy by reading a book she’d brought, watching movies on her laptop and if she did any real work, it was updating the office computers to their latest software.
Like previous years, no real emergencies occurred and by the end of the week, Emma was quite bored as she wandered through the main office room. It was a large open area shared with her colleagues. She had already spent her time cleaning up everyone’s desk, watering their plants and snooping through their belongings.
There was one place she hadn’t been yet however, her boss’ office across the hall.
Previous years her boss had often come by the office to see if anything needed to be done, but this year it seems he’d finally began to trust that Emma could handle things on her own. He hadn’t shown up once.
This had given Emma the opportunity to snoop through her boss’ office for once, but she had resisted the urge thus far. Today was the last day however, her last chance. So shortly after her lunch alone, when she could not think of anything else to do, she made her way to her boss’ office.
Just to clean a bit and water her plants, she told herself. But her main reason was to snoop around.

The day I met Mike [MM, straight, soft]

I was back to my hometown Montreal for a 3-day assignment. I took a few of those as I’m now single and it’s easier to travel.

The day had been long, and getting back to the hotel had been stressful as there was a storm and I was no longer accustomed to driving in the snow.

As I got to my room, I decided to get down to the bar to watch the game and eat a little something.

It was a quiet night – there was only me, the bartender and a guy that looked familiar. As I sat, we started talking. We were both 37, had a similar job, both played hockey and had similar interests in general. Mike also looked like he had a rough day.

“How’s the divorce?” as he looked at the indentation on my ring finger. “Well, it’s rough.” “It’s hard man, but you’ll get through it. I’ve been there. You’re free as a bird now!” “Yeah, I guess.” “I wouldn’t have found Catherine if it hadn’t been for the divorce.”

[OC] “Your Life as a Bull’s Cunt-Boy” (Trans/FtM Protagonist, Gay, Hucow, Breeding, Lactation, Breastfeeding, Passion/Love, Cuddling, Narrated Story, Nameless Characters)

(Warnings: Usage of terms like “cunt”, “cunt-boy”, “t-dick”. Reference to breasts and pregnancy. Potential usage of anatomical terms. If i missed anything let me know in the comments, I’m a cis guy so I might not be aware of everything that might be triggering.)

(Let me know what y’all think when you’re done! I haven’t written in a while, but this is a story that I’ve been thinking of since I stopped. I think I’ve put enough thought into it at this point to put it in writing, hope you enjoy ^_^ And if you know a place this would be appreciated, please crosspost it there! That would make my whole day)

As your day of work ends, you push a button releasing your breasts from their pumps and get up from your station, taking a minute to stretch. One of the Cunt-Boys from the next barn over passes by you and giggles, noting that your breasts are still leaking even after a whole day of pumping. You can’t stand the thought of another minute at the machines; you’ve been so sore since Mistress’ new supplements have been added to your diet, but you’re getting hungry, and the sun is going down. So, you prepare to head off to the chow-line for some dinner.

my fairly slutty journey with BDSM yet

So basically I was i have always been a big guy. Bigger in the sense that i am not fat but I’m 6’4 and have a large body in general. Because of this, i was always the strongest guy in the room throughout my childhood. I also looked older than all the others in my classes. I had already started to get traces of a mustache and beard at 12. Because of this, i was always a sort of a leader in whatever activity i was taking part in. Throughout school everyone eventually knew me. This may seem life a blessing to most of you but it became like a curse for me. I had to be the one in charge and in control all the time.

I 22[F] loved receiving dominant messages

I was messaging this guy [32M] I talk to (see previous posts) the other night because I was feeling turned on. As we were sexting, he sent me a row of messages that were more assertive and commanding than usual. It really turned me on. I told him I was into them and he said he loves being dominant but he didn’t know I was so interested in it. We have discussed our bedroom interests multiple times, but I believe every time we’d talked about “dominance” it has been in the context of physical acts rather than verbal ones. What we missed was that he is very interested in giving orders and I am in receiving them.

I loved him asking me to tell him he owns my pussy, to beg for his dick, to get in a certain position, hearing him describe how he would tease me, him insisting that I do as I’m told, among other things. He has a beautiful deep voice and reading the messages with his voice in mind added another element of arousal. He told me all the ways he wants to fuck me, how rough he wants to be with me. I was so wet from it all.

I took Viagra for the first time.

I [28M] took Viagra for the first time.

It’s not that I have a problem or something, but always excited and want to know how Viagra works with sex.

Last night my gf came from work directly to my place to have some dinner and a drink.
She knows I bought this Viagra a while ago but never tried. So she asked me if I want to try , I thought of taking half as suggested on the website but ended up taking full as the pill is too small and couldn’t break it properly.

We had a gin and tonic and she was excited to see if there is somerhing going in my knickers and I am like I don’t think it works that way and we started watching TV. She leaned into me and started to kiss me slowly and I can feel blood gushing into my penis and suddenly a strong erection.

I lifted her up and we made our way into bed room and dropped all our clothes. Even though i am a switch i was loving being a dom ,We started kissing passionately and told her to address me as daddy.

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