My Confusion Part 8 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

“Allie, are you OK?
What’s wrong?”
She didn’t answer me at first.
She just laid there, the tears running down her face.

When finally she could speak she didn’t.
What she did do is flip around on the table and grabbed my shoulders pulling me downward and swallowed my face while kissing me, never missing a single spot.

Coming up for air she said.
“Nothings wrong, I was just, I mean I, I was suddenly struck with an overwhelming sense of happiness.
A happiness I had never before experienced.
It just washed over my entire body.
It came out of nowhere and enveloped everything that is me.

Frank, will you marry me?”

Suddenly for maybe the first time in my life I was at a loss for words.
Allie hit me right between eyes with her question.
“Allie, I, ahem, I but, but I, YES Allie.
Yes I will marry you!!” I said.
It was at this point that she threw herself into my arms and smothered me with kisses. Read more »

Raspberry Nipple [MF]

*This is my gentle and (i hope) humorous account of my first kiss and my first remotely sexual experience. Enjoy. Comments and feedback welcome x.*

“La Glace, La Glace.” The plaintiff cry of the mainly English and Dutch ice cream sellers on the beaches of the South of France in the mid 1980’s. Trying to earn enough money each day for a baguette, maybe some cheese and enough cheap wine to get pissed on.

Myself and two friends had hitchhiked from London, having seen the work advertised in some magazine. We got as far as Paris together and then decided to split up as it was nearly impossible to get someone to stop and pick up three men. I drew the short straw and went on my own whilst the other two stayed together. I made good time and got down there in one day, arriving in Grimaud about seven. We had said that whoever got there first would wait for the others at the train station, but Grimaud was tiny and only had one bus stop, not alone a train station. I slept by the bus stop that night and next day went walk about, leaving a note at the bus stop. Read more »

Fucking my[M] ex’s dad’s Brazilian secretary [F] in the stairwell

This took place about 15 years ago, so some of the details are a little lost due to the passage of time, but many are seared into my mind’s eye. This is not something I’ve really ever shared. I was living and working in Brazil at the time and had a serious girlfriend there (I am most certainly not Brazilian). After about a year or so, I was able to get a job at the company her father worked for. I carved out a place there for myself and got on with many of my coworkers, and not just because I was “son-in-law” of one of the executives. I started socializing in the evenings with some of the coworkers, both with and without my girlfriend.

One night I went out with some people sans girlfriend to play pool at this divvy bar. By the time people started winding down, it was somewhere near 2:00 or 3:00 in the morning. In the end, only myself and my girlfriend’s dad’s secretary were remaining. We were both many, many beers in by this point. The bar was in her neighborhood so I offered to walk her home. At this point I don’t think I had any ulterior motives other than make sure she was safe in a dangerous city, but in retrospect I can’t say that drinking to the wee hours of the morning with another woman was going to lead to good decision making. Read more »

Just a little mess. [D/s] [M/f] [brat] [anal] [spanking]

“Hmph” you let out quietly as you walk in front of the TV I’m watching for the third time in the past 10 minutes. You plop down next to me and take the pillow I had in my lap for yourself. 

“So we’re in a mood today, are we?” I think to myself. It’s an early Saturday afternoon, and we don’t have anything on the agenda, just a nice, lazy Saturday. Or at least it was.

You’re 4 days into your period and your normal bratty self is amplified in a way you get sometimes when it’s that time of the month– untouched for a few days. You’re frustrated, bothered, wanting touched, and not wanting touched. You don’t even know how to express what you want, but I know.

I am not above a little messy indulging, and there are other holes that can be filled. Besides, I am always intrigued when you get like this once in awhile. It’s like you don’t know what you want, as if sex isn’t even an option that can cross your mind because of what’s going on down there. It’s all so interesting to me– how obvious it is, but how unaware you seem. Read more »

New to this, thought I’d see what I could do

There’s nothing like that moment when he first pushes in, when his cock just… fills you. It’s heat all the way to your fingertips, and the backsides of your eyes– you’re blushing, in spite of yourself– you can’t help it.

Every inch inside you, sliding, sliding, against your softness, your wetness– like glass on silk, he slides, and you can feel him in every last vein and capillary of yourself.

He pins you by the wrists– not hard, but you’re pinned. His thighs have woven their way between yours, you’re spread wide and high, ankles to his ears.

“Don’t be gentle,” you say. “Take it,” you say.

He isn’t. He does.

It’s amazing how soft a person can be and still fuck so rough. It’s amazing how wet a thing can be and still make such friction– such sweet friction, that tug on the skin, the “I’m here, I’m in you, I’m moving, feel me move”

And the way it fills you… there isn’t so much as a whisper of space he leaves empty between your legs. He smothers the inside of you, hot and wet like trapped breath against your walls– and with every mad thrust of his hips, his cock throttles you. Read more »

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First time I [m] fuck and older [f]emale

Hello everyone, I’ve been a fan of this sub for a few years now. This particular experience happened last year and I figured I’d share it. This is my first time posting so be gentle lol

Before I met my current girlfriend, like most people I spent my spare time swiping through dating apps. One day I’m laying on the couch just swiping through tinder and I come across the profile for this older woman named Lina . She was 39, DD size breast, a little chubby but not excessively overweight. She had blonde hair, icy blue eyes and these pouty lips (huge turn on). Little bit about myself, I was 25 at the time, 5”9, black male with an athletic build. I workout routinely to stay in shape but I have a bit of a gut.

We matched and immediately started chanting. She was a German citizen here in the US on a business trip. She worked for some tech company and her job frequently brought her to the states. She told me up front that she was only looking for a quick lay while she was in town. Like most dudes, I quickly agreed. Unfortunately we matched the day she was scheduled to fly back to Germany, however she told me she was coming back in a month for a friends wedding. Over the next few weeks we talked through text and FaceTime. A lot of sending nudes, phone sex etc. Read more »

1st post in this subreddit; I want to maintain all rules! [OC]

She smiles evilly.

“I want you to take a nice deep breath, ok?” Meanwhile, she crawls towards you, licking her lips.

“Because it’s going to be the last one you take for a while.” She glances up through her eyelashes at you. “I’ll smother you and have my way with your face. Once I give you a second to breathe, I want you to stick your tongue out while I do what I want. I will control what that tongue of yours does to me.”

By this time, she has hopped into your lap, playing with your hair. Still she maintains distance.

“I will caress it with my juicy pussy, until I have had enough. And then I’ll squash down on it! The better you are at that point, the more I’ll give to you… until I no longer can.”

She smirks. Will you accept the challenge?

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Sucked a random guy’s dick in the gym parking lot ([m], usually straight)

Soo this is actually my second dick sucking confession. I don’t really identify as gay, or bi, that being said this was the second time i met up with someone from grindr. So I was at the gym one afternoon around summer time, the whole time i was at the gym i kept thinking about dick( i know weird thing to just randomly be thinking about) I decided that if I downloaded grindr and was able to get someone to come to me before i was done working out i’d go a lil gay for them, once again grindr surprises me with the quickness of finding a willing cock. Within 15 min i had found someone who was apparently right around the corner, he said to meet him in the parking lot in 5 and not to be late otherwise he was gonna leave. For some reason it made me feel a lil bit like a whore but i kinda dig that so yeah, i rush to the lockers change into my regular clothes, go to my car throw my bag on the back seat and wait, few minutes pass by and in comes a white buick, at first i was nervous and wasn’t sure if he had seem me there, but he texted me saying “aren’t you gonna come blow me?”. At that point i just got soo turned on i kinda went into auto pilot, got out of my car got into his, told him to drive up so no one could see us. Once we got to the last floor he parked all the way in a corner and asked if that was good enough. I just nodded and started touching him through his pants. He said” well lets just get to it i guess” i unzipped his pants and unbuckled his seat belt, and there it was, his semi flacid white cock, smaller than my first but still pretty good size. I just wen to town straight away, sadly he came super fast, but he came a lot, enough to fill my mouth. I asked him to drive me down back to my car and the asshole said nah! So i just took the elevator down awkwardly, got into my car and drove home, never saw him again obviously ?

A Chance Encounter

The evening was balmy and Scott had opened the windows to let a cool breeze though the flat. He looked out across the night sky down across the lights of the city absentmindedly becoming lost in his thoughts as he brooded in the previous night’s dreams. The thing was he had found himself frustrated that he couldn’t remember the dreams he had woken to and was left grasping to put into context the events of his dream. Most bothersome aspect of his experience was that he had woken with two marks on his neck and they had been an irritation all throughout the day and well into the evening where he had found himself reflecting on the experience and occasionally touching the two marks just below his jawline. The marks hurt yet as he touched them he felt temporary relief much as the cool breeze was a relief from the warm evening. Read more »