Married yoga instructor [MF]

A few years ago, I had a friend named Carol. We had hooked up in the past, but that’s another story (maybe). Anyway, after that happened we stayed friends and we were planning to go out drinking one night when she text messaged me.

[Carol] Hey buttface! Lol

[me] what’s up spaz

[Carol] Hey my friend Patti is having a hard time and wants to come with

(I should note that it’s a pet peeve of mine when people say “come with” and omit the “us”, but I digress, it’s how she talked)

[me] I guess that’s fine the more the merrier

[Carol] hands off tho she’s married and having a hard time

[me] challenge accepted!

[Carol] Fuck you I’m serious!

[me] kidding we still meeting at 8, Gino’s right

[Carol] Be there or be square ya geek.

So at this point, I honestly was not planning on making a move on this girl. Plus, I figured she’d be a typical midwestern soccer mom, i.e. annoying, overweight and can’t hold her drinks.

Slave [M] sent to be trained by lesbians [F]

When I first met my wife online and got to be more engaged with her and establish a relationship, I let her know I was into more adventurous sexual activities. She asked what I mean and I told her bondage, domination, humiliation, forced service, etc. She was like sadism and masochism?, I assured her, no that I did not want to inflict pain on anyone nor did I want to receive pain for no reason other than to take it. If I was to be disciplined then it must have a reason to endure the punishment and get a reward or accept guidance.
She did some research online though back in the late 90’s there was very little online about the lifestyle to be found and most was the more extreme versions. She also cautiously asked her girlfriends about any experiences they had in the area. Her friend Christine was excited and told her about various role-playing ideas (not my cup of tea) and creative uses for a weight bench Jeni had in the basement. Her friends Sue & Susan (a BBW lesbian couple) however told her they enjoyed it immensely and had many good ideas for her to try out.
After I moved to Iowa I tried to talk to her about my needs and desires in the bedroom, and she did try but very rarely and never with any serious effort. I grew more frustrated as did she. I pestered her at every chance to make me her slave and use me for her pleasure and to discipline me whenever I got on her nerves or upset her. She refused at every turn despite my efforts; however, I did not know she was planning to make all my fantasies a very painful reality.
It was mid-August and hotter than the 7th level of hell and humid enough for small fish to fly and the weather man said it would be lasting another week to 10 days at least. When I pulled in the driveway, I did not recognize the SUV that was parked next to Jeni’s van. I went inside and did not hear the kids anywhere. I saw Jeni sitting in the living room with her friends Sue & Susan. “Where are the kids?” I asked. “Oh my mom took them for the weekend” Jeni smiled back. “Sit down we want to talk to you “she said. I instantly started to sweat when a woman says she wants to talk to you it is rarely a good thing.
“I’ve been telling the girls here all about your dirty fantasies and how much you want to be a SLAVE and my difficulty in doing so. Well the good news is that they have offered to train you for ME! Isn’t that great? They do all the hard work and I get all the rewards, of course they will get many benefits from it as well they’ve told me.” Jeni said with a glint in her eye. “Now wait a minute here” I said. “Who said I would go through with this training?” I asked. “Well you got two options” Jeni said “Either you go through with this training by them to be trained as a proper slave for me and them (snicker) or YOU will never ever get ANYTHING kinky out of me again! Only missionary position sex and that rarely, or be trained as you’ve always wanted and get all the kinky sex and fun you’d wanted” Jeni said. The girls looked at me like lions eyeing some meat. “I uhmm uhmmm” I stammered. I wasn’t looking forward to being trained by the girls as I assumed being lesbians they would be extra hard on me. “Oh Jeni I think he’s too scared to serve us and be trained by us” Susan chided me. Of course, it had the desired effect. “I agree to the training!” I practically yelled to them all. They looked on with glee. “Good, good Jeni said why don’t you read over this slave training contract the girls and I have written up then we can all sign it and get Sue here to notarize it making it nice and legal” Jeni purred to me.
Susan handed me a document title “Slavery and Continued Training Contract” I started to skim over it.
I Jeni D. _______________________ do hereby give Susan Trapp and Sue Fox permission and right to train my slave/husband Michael in any and all ways they see fit, using any methods and discipline they feel is need and appropriate.
We Susan Trapp X___________________________ and Sue Fox ¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬X______________________________ do hereby accept slave Michelle/Mike as out slave to be trained in domestic, personal and sexual slavery. The following rules will apply to her/his training.
1. Slave will be trained from Friday at 8 am till Monday at 8 am
2. Slave will not have any contact with anyone other than the trainers and any friends they may invite over to assist in her/his training
3. Slave will do as told or expect swift and severe punishment and discipline
4. Trainers may invite over guests to assist or assess slave training and skills at any point
5. Slave may use safe word of “ballet” to end training at any time but this also negates the training and s/he will got no kink form Jeni ever again.
6. The trainers agree to the following limits only, no men, no kids, no scat, no modifications or permanent marks
7. Slave will return to the trainers farm twice a year for 5-10 days intensive refresher courses
8. Slave will be placed in locked chastity at the end of training
9. Jeni may send slave to the farm at any time for any duration she wishes
10. Trainers will be allowed to videotape and photograph all training sessions for review and humiliation purposes
I slave Michelle/Mike X¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬________________________ agree to be trained by Mistress Susan and Mistress Sue under the above conditions and agreements and enter into this arrangement of my own free will and volition. I know the involved risk and physical discomforts I may endure and sustain during the training.
Jeni X________________________________
Susan Trapp X______________________________
Sue Fox X______________________________________
Mike X_________________________________
Notarized by

[MF] Journal Entry #1: A Sissy’s Online Journey

I’ve begun a new journey. A journey to be the best sissy I can be. To be obedient. To be girly. To be happy. To embrace my true self. All of this will be made possible by a new mentor and guide – my Mistress. As directed by my Mistress, I’ll be documenting my journey to sissy enlightenment through these occasional journal entries. I’ve already found this first one to be a great opportunity to reflect on my progress – and shortcomings – and as a chance to share our relationship.

A few days ago, I posted an ad on a certain subreddit seeking a Mistress to take control of my sissification. To direct me and lead me to being the best I can be. As with most “seeking” posts, I tried to sell myself as an obedient sissy, willing to listen and learn from a firm Mistress. I sent my post into the internet ether, not expecting much. I was so surprised when Mistress sent a little orange envelope my way in just a few minutes! And it was so detailed in what she was looking for. I had to connect.

The MILF Resort Pt 2. The fucking of the week. [MF]

[Day one](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fzj015/the_milf_resort_and_the_ropes_by_the_pool_mfmf/) at the resort was …. well….  interesting.  But it really wasn’t until day 2 that I understood what was really going on.  After Mom, Jennifer, John and I finished up our little poolside session, we spent most of the night talking and drinking with them.  I knew that mom liked to drink, but she really let go here.  It was strange.  On our way back up to our rooms for the night Jennifer pulled me aside and asked if I wanted to join her for a shot at  “redemption”. While I wasn’t exactly sure what she meant, I think I got the drift.   I politely declined as I really was tired, and quite drunk at the time.  I really just wanted to sleep off the day.  As we split she said “That’s ok, I’ll get what I need tomorrow anyways.  G’night hun.”   

My Wife edges me while describing her Threesome [MF], [FMM]

Me, Mr. Town: White, average build, about six feet tall, average size
Her, Mrs. Town: Mixed Asian/Native American, curvy figured with thick butt and thighs, long black hair

My wife, Mrs. Town and I collaborated on this one; she’d enjoyed my last two stories and wrote part of this one.

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Jade writes:

Hi! I’m gonna call “Mr. Town” Josh instead. So we’ve been passing our quarantine time getting into some fun stuff. The other day we got in a stupid argument and I made him pay for it. It ended up as an awesome ego boost for me. You’ll see how.
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Mr. Town:

Three weeks ago, Jade and I had gotten in an argument and things over the rest of the day had been tense ever since. We’d separately put the kids to bed and in an undeclared truce, we wordlessly slid into bed, Netflix on in the background.

We apologized to each other and sat there for a few moments. Jade let out a sigh and started to undress, she got naked but put on one of my baggy t-shirts.

Tied up mother. [F/m] [Incest] [bd]

I cursed at my husband as the wind blew, making me shiver again. My head turned to look at the opened window, afraid that anyone would see me like this.

Dammit, it was supposed to be a small fun thing to spice up our marriage. That is why I let him cuff my hands behind my back, with my legs tied with rope around my thighs and ankles, butt naked.

I tried to move around, to look for the keys he threw here some where. But all i could do was squirm on the hard cold floor on my side.

The cuffs were not a problem for now, they were soft, but the ropes were starting to dig into me. I am most probably going to have rope burns for some days. Great!

I do not know where my husband went, but I really hope he will return before 4 pm, when our son comes home. ‘But that is still two hours away.’ I thought

I had barely finished that thought when I heard the door open. My sigh of relief quickly turned to panic when I heard my son’s voice. “Mom! I am back early today!”

Who cares dude? Let’s just fuck. CHAPTER 2 [MF(uta)] [blowjob] [lots of cum]

*Chapter 2: Intensity Propensity*
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It’s hard to describe the unique bliss of being spent, used, and left on that counter. The surface of the counter-top had warmed up and was no longer cold to the touch; and my legs and dick hung off the side towards the floor. My torso couldn’t quite fit on the counter, and I had to tilt my head to the side in order to rest it. I was just sitting there, completely naked, in more ways than one.

 

I honestly, really couldn’t move if you put a gun to my head. I was tired, spent, aching inside and out. Jules had gone and just left me here, I guess she figured that I would be fine and totally not wiped out by the absolute reaming she gave me. To tell you the truth though, I was laughing. I had spent my whole life avoiding any kind of public situation that could lead to embarrassment, and yet, here I was; I could feel the cum dripping down from my ass, slowly leaking and dripping down my dick. Anyone who walked in would see me in the most embarrassing moment of my life, and yet, it also felt like the best moment of my entire existence. I could feel myself just smiling and drooling like an idiot.

Fuck him to sleep [MF] [DD/lg] [degradation] [rough sex] [relationship sex]

It was a day like any other, he got home from work, sweaty and covered in dirt from being outside working all day.

“Hey baby,” he said, hugging me and planting a slow, sensual kiss on my lips.

“Hey,” I replied quietly, and looked into his eyes, hoping to convey my desire for him. Smelling his sweat made me wetter than I already was from just thinking about fucking him all day.

He proceeded to strip and get ready to shower, and I watched him like a predator as he did, hungry for what I saw.

I waited patiently in bed for him to finish, scrolling on my phone to pass the time.

Finally, he emerged from the bathroom and came to lay down.

I started massaging his shoulders, listening to his moans as I ironed out the stress from the day. I started to kiss him on the neck and shoulders, and listened as his moans got deeper and more animalistic, my desire growing.

Then his phone rang. He answered it, it was a friend, and he invited him over. I was silently annoyed.

Published
Categorized as Erotica

The Deerhunter Story, It’s hard being a teenager. [MF]

These days, they would say she had an “anxiety disorder” or some boring clinical DSM-5 label like that. But back then as a 90’s teenager we just said she was “wound a little tight”.

And she was.

Her kid brother and I were in the same grade. He was way too cool to be hanging out with me regularly, but he’d introduced his sister to me and we hit it right off. Her and I were built nearly identically, both tall and rail thin. She was blonde, and had incredible legs that made the Eight-Dollar Uber all the way from her ass to the ground. She was plain as paper and nearly as flat. She only wore a bra for emotional support, and to keep from walking around with her high-beams on all day.

She was cute, but in the kind of way where you had to get to know her to see it. Most people never got that far, and she had long ago locked her heart away deep enough that the average guy would get bored and pull the eject handle inside of the first month.

My Friend Romancing My Aunt in a foreign Land. [MF]

Caught My friend having sex with my uncle’s wife.

So during summer of 2006 me and my friend were on a trip around Asia. We went to Bhutan Tibet India with my cousin whom also was his friend. Tony is my friends name. So we were touring India and my cousin was getting married later that summer august 23rd. My whole family were already in India including my relatives my cousins family my uncles aunts etc. As you can imagine everyone enjoying their summer holidays. So my cousin he is older than by couple of years but we grew up together and me and Tony were about to finish our last year of uni.