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[M/f] [BDSM] Bound and Taken

Chest rising and falling, the tight pull of ropes around my wrists and ankles increased the fluttering sense of deep anticipation within my torso. Attempting to move and free myself, it quickly became clear there wasn’t any means of escape; a small (yet pleased) grunt slipping out unintentionally in response.

As if on queue, a low tutting sound from behind me signalled that there was another person present. Breath catching in my chest, I tilted by head in an instinctual reflex only to be met with a wash of blackness from the blindfold over my eyes obscuring the world.

“Well what do we have here?” a husky voice growled, the proximity closer than had been expected as a rough hand weaved into the base of my hair; yanking my face upwards inciting a cry of surprise. The cool surface of the ground against my bare skin was tipped away as my body became forced into an upwards kneeling position with a rough pull. *Fuck fuck fuck.*

A jolt of thrilling energy pulsed through me, a soft whimper escaping pressed lips as the rhythmic pounding of my heart threatened to overwhelm my eardrums. Foreboding and loud. Read more »

Went to hook up with [m]y [f]riend, as ya do. But she neglected to mention what (or who) she’d just been doing…

*First foray into gwstories! Been meaning to do this for a while, so I’m going to pour a bourbon here on a warm Carolina evening and give it a whirl.*

The story you’re about to hear is true. Only the names have been changed to protect the ~~innocent~~ naughty.

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Aubrey and I were ‘buddies’ in college. Who knows how we even first crossed paths – probably Myspace or Xuqa or one of those things that dates my dorm room days to the early-mid 2000’s.

Personalty wise, probably too much friction between us to ever be a couple. But friction makes heat, and we were *hot* for each other in bed.

She knew how to tease. Cute girl, girl-next-doorsy. Straight haired blonde. Lot of sports through high school, fairly fit and athletic without being “built.” Small perky breasts which I was more than happy with, perfect nipples, and this *amazing* peach of a round ass and some nice full thighs to go with. She knew all it would take is walking ahead of me back from the bars and lifting her skirt to flash her ass in a nice cheeky thong and I’d be all over her. Or we’d have the kind of chemistry… we ran into each other out at the bars on a St Patrick’s Day, she accidentally (?) spills a drink on my shirt, is all apologetic, “Omgg I’m so sorry, let me take this back and clean it… how can I make it up to you…?” Read more »

[MF] Encounter with Friend’s Mom, Part 3

I continued to do yard work for the Kean family once a week, with a slight problem. Mr. Kean had come back from his business trip. It was a major cockblock and there was never an opportunity where Mrs. Kean and I could be alone, but that was about to change.

Every summer, the Kean’s go on a family camping trip down at the lake. A few other families go and it’s always a great time. The campsite is busy in the summer and a lot of people around the county go down for weekend camping trips.

I had gone with their family a couple times before when I was younger. Life had got in the way and I never had a chance to go back. Since I had been reunited with Brian, and helping out in their yard, Mr. Kean had extended an invite for me to tag along with them this year. I was more than happy to accept the invitation. Read more »

[MF] Drunk encounter with Friend’s Mom, Part 2

After our last encounter I couldn’t stop thinking about Mrs. Kean. I would jack off to the memory I had of looking down at her with her lips around my cock, looking at the cleavage showing from her nightgown. I have been with my fair share of women, but nothing turned me on more than getting blown by my friends mom.

A few weeks had gone by and I was busy working my summer job. I was working construction for my uncles business, and cutting lawns on the side to make extra money. Tuition is expensive, and I needed to start saving money.

My friend, Brian, Mrs. Kean’s son, was working as an intern at a local accounting firm. He wasn’t much of an outdoors guy and made fun of me for doing physical labor when you can work in “an air conditioned building” without having to slave yourself with manual labor. I always enjoyed working hands on and never wanted to sit in a cubicle and work on a computer. Read more »

[MF] Drunk encounter with my Friend’s Mom

I graduated high school 3 years ago, and I had just got back from college for the year and I was back in my hometown. A buddy of mine that I went to high school with called me up and wanted to see if I wanted to go over and catch up with him and a few other friends at his house, drink and play some cards. I obliged because I was never one to turn down an opportunity to drink and I hadn’t seen my high school friends in a few years now.

When I showed up to his house I asked where his parents were because I hadn’t seen them in years either and wanted to say hi. He told me that his dad was on a business trip for the week and his mom was out on the town with her friends. So we start bullshitting and drinking, having a good time, and as the night went on we started to get pretty fucked up. My friend’s mom (I’ll call her Mrs. Kean for the sake of the story) loudly fumbles into the living room slamming the door behind her (she had her fair share to drink) and walks into the dining room where we were playing cards on the dinner table. Read more »

YTBF Tele-commuting from home has it’s advantages [mf] [blowjob] [sexual distraction] [sex while working] [under the desk] [swallow]

*[mf] [blowjob] [sexual distraction] [sex while working] [under the desk] [swallow]*

It’s been a long day of tele-meetings and replying to emails.

Fuck, is it really only Tuesday?

You decide you need a break from staring at your screen and decide I need a nice distraction too.

Getting out of your clothes, you walk up behind me and lean your naked breasts against the back of my head.

Hello there.

Think you can take a break?

I’m waiting for something to come in right now.

That’s not a no I’m hearing..

You slide your hands along my chest and down to undo my pants.

Grabbing my dick, it’s not difficult to get it hard in your hands. You’re having a lot of fun teasing it while pressing my head between your breasts.

You’re kissing and teasing my ear and I’m about ready to be fully distracted when the item I was waiting for comes in.

Sorry, I really should take that.

I turn from your naked form and start reading something on my screen.

You think it’s very unfair that I’m choosing to focus on work and you decide you won’t be ignored like this. Read more »

Standing

My mate walks past me in nothing more than her little cotton full back undies on,cute little patterns adorn them..I watch her walking about casually, my eyes tracing her figure as she walks to the kitchen.

Shes preparing something to drink, i watch the muscles in her back change shape as she reaches into the overhead cupboard for a mug. Tracing her spine with my eyes from the bace of her neck to her panty line…i drink her in, a slight smile across my face.

I stand up, shes oblivious to me coming near, just focused on making her tea. Quietly i sneak up behind her, gently placing my hand on the back of her hips just about the waist band of her undies. She moans lightly, and tilts her neck to the side and back against my chest..my favorite. I kiss her neck softly, the little hairs stand up all over her body, goosebumps adorn her flesh, and her little nipples stand at attention all at once.

Pushing her head forward slightly, kissing the nap of her neck, i breathe her scent in. Then walk back to sit down.

Admiring the mundane, this is my perfect scenario.

He made me(F) slap my tits for him on Zoom

I didn’t tell him I was masturbating when he called. I didn’t tell him that I was playing with myself earlier thinking about how big his cock felt inside my pussy. I was about to cum when he called. I was frustrated but I didn’t mind. I missed seeing him. More than anything.

I had to clench my legs together as his face popped on the screen. It’s part of the rules. I can’t touch myself unless he said so. But here I am, all wet and wanting so bad to cum.

I bit my lip. “How are you? How was your flight?”

“I’m good. The flight was okay,” he smiled through the screen. “How was your day?”

“It was uhm…” I took a deep breath. “It was okay… Me and Amanda went shopping and had our nails done.”

My breathing hitched when his gaze dropped lower to my chest. “Nice dress,” he had a hint of something in his voice. Something not so innocent. “Are seducing me?”

I looked down to see my skimpy satin nighties that barely even covered my tits. I pushed them together ever so subtly to tease him. “What if I am?” I playfully asked. Read more »

He made me(F) slap my tits for him on Zoom

I didn’t tell him I was masturbating when he called. I didn’t tell him that I was playing with myself earlier thinking about how big his cock felt inside my pussy. I was about to cum when he called. I was frustrated but I missed seeing him. More than anything.

I had to clench my legs together as his face popped on the screen. I can’t touch myself unless he said so. It’s part of the rules. But here I am, all wet and wanting so bad to cum.

I bit my lip. “How are you? How was your flight?”

“I’m good. The flight was okay,” he smiled through the screen. “How was your day?”

“It was uhm…” I took a deep breath. “It was okay… Me and Amanda went shopping and had our nails done.”

My breathing hitched when his gaze dropped lower to my chest. “Nice dress,” he had a hint of something in his voice. Something not so innocent. “Are seducing me?”

I looked down to see my skimpy satin nighties that barely even covered my tits. I pushed them together ever so subtly to tease him. “What if I am?” I playfully asked. Read more »

The Roommates, Part 8 [NSFW]

We played footsies under the table the whole time we ate breakfast, sharing interesting stories or photos we found on Reddit with each other while we caught up on our phones. The more time we spent together, the more I found we really did have things in common. She liked a lot of the same regional bands that I liked, we had taken a few of the same classes in college, and we loved the same foods. We both took our coffee black, we loved Die Hard as a Christmas movie, and the list virtually went on. And the physical connection was tremendous. Electric, and I previously didn’t think that was a thing in real life—just in movies and books. But it was electric when we touched, and the intensity was only growing. So I knew that I had to pursue this beautiful goddess of a woman. But that meant I had to come clean about everything to Brock and talk to Kelly about doing that, too.