The story behind the picture – BSDM48 [MF] [bdsm] [punishment] [pain][orgasm]

The Slave knew she should not do it … borrowing the cash from the master was just wrong…. but when she was caught returning the cash .. well she knew it was going to be am interesting night …

“Stand Still” he commanded . She was rooted to the spot.

“I know what you have done, and I know you meant no harm, but you have showed disrespect .. and for that you will have to be punished …”

“Strip! and be quick about it”

“NO… don’t move away from the window” his study was on the ground floor with a large picture window looking out over the busy London street; and she knew then that all the neighbors would now know for certain what sort of a girl she was!

That’s how she came to find herself with her breasts bound, her hands tied over her head , with the dildo of the Sybian rotating inside her cunt pounding at her G spot. The gag prevented her from doing anything other than dribbling and moaning, she certainly could not ask for permission to cum. and she knew for certain she would and would spurt great gushes of female cum juice all over the machine that tormented her clit as well as rotated inside her pussy; her g-spot was throbbing.

Story: Does my wife [F] want to fuck my friend [M]

So, about six months ago me and my wife were flirting via text. She was getting dirty which was turning me on. At that point my friend messaged me and asked if he could come over that evening for beers. I said yes. My last message to my wife was “You’re getting some hard cock tonight”, and then “Tom is coming round for beers if you want two??”. She replied with “Yes, do you want me to get some?”. Long story short, I meant two cocks, and after a few messages apparently she thought I meant beers! I wasn’t convinced. On her way home she got a bottle of gin and wine for herself. She’s not a big drinker and had work the next day so I was surprised. My friend came round and we all got pretty drunk. It got late and my wife went to bed and I followed shortly afterwards leaving my friend on the couch. My wife seemed to be asleep, but I wasn’t convinced, so I played with her pussy until she came around and we fucked, loud. That was the end of the night.

When I dream of you

I want to meet you so much that I end up dreaming about you … and the dream is always the same!
In my dream … we arranged to meet at some bar, to meet and talk a little. I’m really dressed to kill, I have a tight jumpsuit that marks every curve of my body, with nothing underneath, just the jumpsuit! I usually don’t wear heels, but I thought it would be ideal for the occasion. I’m really feeling wonderful and very hot!
So I’ll come to you! We met … you look at me, give me a dirty smile, hug me, and say that I am very pretty. We sat down, asked for something to drink, and started talking, about various things in life, random subjects.
I’m not a good girl, I keep teasing you all the time … Licking the straw of the drink glass, saying things I want to do with you, detailing every little thing. You get a little serious, bite your lips slightly, give a shy smile looking away … obviously you are uncomfortable with the situation because you have a hard-on in the middle of a bar, and I keep teasing you … I I love it! I’m loving teasing you …
Since you can’t take it anymore, we decided it’s time to go home! We go to your house, uber (in my dream it was kk), I start chatting with the driver, and at the same time, continuing the provocation, I send you messages on WhatsApp, you are still uncomfortable, and I, having a lot of fun . The more uncomfortable you get, the more I get excited! For you, it’s been an extremely long and agonizing journey.
Aaaahh but thankfully we arrived.
You open the door, turn on the lights, lock the door, pull me by the arm, grab me by the hair, glue my body to yours, extremely wheezing, look me in the eye, and say “You are a dirty dog!”
I’m obviously loving it all, and when I hear that, I just give a naughty smile and say “all yours!”
Then we kiss, and we don’t stop. They are kisses and more provocative kisses, with bites, more kisses, the only thing we hear is our extremely wet lips, and the breath of someone who seems to have run a marathon. And you like to kiss the way I like, kiss, and stop, feel my face, it looks like you will kiss again, but just touch your lips to mine, and when I least expect it, you kiss me again.
A hand of yours is holding my hair, pulling, and you’re not kidding, you’re really taking it hard. His other hand walks over my face, passes my neck, squeezes, stops kissing me, keeps choking me, slaps me in the face and calls me naughty!
Of course, I love it, and I keep telling you “all yours”.
So let’s go to your room, and … I’m not kidding …
Entering your room I see a chair (let it be my dream and there is the chair I imagined) and of course I want to use that chair.
Then I pull you close to my body, start kissing you again, and my hand starts to walk around you. Passing from your hair, to your neck, down your chest, going to your thigh, reaching your dick, I squeeze, and I go up my hand pulling your shirt, you take it off, then I start to open the button your pants, I pull the zipper, and push it to the floor! You’re just in your underwear (black, by the way), and you’re all mine! Now I can push you to that chair! So I ask you to sit on it, You sit, I keep kissing you, I’m standing in front of you. I take my bag, and it has a rope (I had already thought about it). You are only mine!
So I hold you in the chair, you’re apprehensive, you’re enjoying it more at the same time with a little fear of what might come. I put on a song (Bring Me The Horizon, of course). And I’m still dressed. Then I start to take off my clothes slowly. My jumpsuit is black, with a bare back, so I open the button where it is stuck on the neck, I am without the front part, I come very close to you, and you lick my breasts, you are upset that you cannot touch them . So I move away again, I stand on my back, and I start to take the bottom off, slowly, and you are crazy to see this huge face in your face, and you cannot touch it. You call me naughty, and ask me to let you go. I say no, and I sit on your lap, and I say “you were a very bad boy, you have to be punished”
So I kiss you again, and little by little I go down, kissing your face, passing my tongue over your ear, whispering in your ear “naughty dog”, going down the neck, with light kisses, passing through your chest, passing my nail through yours rib, scratching lightly. I’m on my knees on the floor, I run my tongue over your dick, over your underwear … so I slowly take off your underwear, grab your dick, and start licking your balls first. While I’m licking, I’m looking at you, and you’re looking at me, gaping. I start to lift my tongue up his dick, I kiss him on the head, then I put him all over my mouth, I start to go up and down. One of my hands holds your dick, another massages your balls … you really are enjoying it a lot, you are moaning, saying “suck my dick, suck, suck, suck”
I suck, a lot! Not only do I suck, but I want to swallow it too! So I put it up to my throat, I open my mouth further, I put my tongue out, and I pass it through your balls, and I stay like that until I don’t have any more air to breathe (that’s wonderful).
You call me a dirty bitch, say it tastes too good. I say “do you want more naughty dog?” You say “yes, please my dirty bitch”
Then I suck you again, and this time I want to feel your dick deeper in my throat, you start moving your waist, sliding your dick up and down inside my mouth, so I swallow it all over again, and I keep going up and going down, until I can’t take it anymore. Your dick is all drooling, I’m playing with that thread of drool that comes out of my mouth and it’s stuck in your dick, I spit on the head of your dick, and I’m massaging it, drenched with drool!
Then I stand, and I send you spit in my hand, and I lubricate my pussy (q is already crying too much). So, I prepare to sit on you. One hand is on your dick, holding it so that I can feel it, and the other is on your neck. I take your cock and pass it by my pussy, walking it through my clitoris, then I fit it at the entrance to my pussy, and I go down slowly, feeling your cock entering me, we both moan a lot. I start to ride on your dick, and I suffocate you at the same time (I know you like it), and I keep saying things like “are you liking your bastard?” “Do you like how it feels on your dick like that?” “Do you see who is fucking hot here?” “Tell me who your little bitch is?”
You are freaking out, this sitting is being amazing. You call me a whore, and ask me to keep sitting … and I keep wiggling hot on your dick. So I pull the rope and let you go. (Fucked me)
When I let you go, you pick me up and throw me on the bed …

An Orgasm so Strong It Was Scary [FM]

**Prologue**

For a very brief period of time, I hung out with this guy named Jake (not his real name). He was kind of a spoiled brat–his dad was a senior executive at a luxury automobile company that shall remain nameless–but I initially liked him because he did something very sweet for me and my friend (not relevant to the story). The more I got to know him, however, I saw how snobby and douchey he truly was. He’d brag about his money, cars, motorcycles, household gadgets and gizmos, etc. And this one time, I brought him to a friend’s party and he embarrassed me by bringing obnoxious guys and doing coke with them in the bathroom.

He also treated me differently based on my clothes and how I looked overall. When we first hooked up, I was a senior in high school (he was 21), and I hadn’t really grown into a mature wardrobe yet. I was still wearing girl next door preppy clothes, and I kind of looked up to him for his “worldly 21 year old ways” lol. He probably picked up on my naiveté, and our fwb relationship fizzled.

[M]e and [M]y best friend are used by his [F]riend

Hey everybody, I hope you all enjoy reading my stories as much as I enjoy writing them. In fact, I enjoy writing them so much I’m bringing you another one! This one is from before I met Devin, my longtime girlfriend from my other stories.

10 years ago I was practically living with my best friend Michael. He was a real tall skater dude, over six feet, with moppy shoulder length brown hair. I was a skinny long haired metal kid. We were about 19 or 20 at the time.
Michael’s family was having a big barbeque, and he invited his friend Allie to come down and hang out. I had never met her personally, only talked to her on the phone with Michael. They knew each other through a mutual friend, and had never had a directly sexual relationship, but I knew that she had sent him nudes and that they had a flirty friendship.

Well I finally got to meet Allie that evening. She was a short scene girl, 21 or 22, with medium length black hair and a nice curvy frame. Full tits, full ass. She was super cool and we got along great. The next couple of hours after she arrived at Mike’s flew by, lots of laughs and lots of shots. Boy, if only I knew where this night was headed.

[MM] Waiter gives me (straight, or so I thought) a good first time (Public) (First Time)

“Boys’ night!”

Everybody clinked shot glasses of whisky or tequila.

*What a nightmare. Oh well. Last goodbye, and the first of many.* I smiled to myself at the thought.

A few minutes later we were seated at a table, greeted by a waiter.

“What can I get you boys?” He was dressed in a tight-fitting black button down, with playful green eyes, and black hair.

*All right, even I have to admit, I wouldn’t mind looking like this guy*.

He caught me glancing.

“Contact lenses. I really have brown eyes.” He whispered, and patted my shoulder.

He left his hand there as he took the others orders.

“Five Heinekin’s.” He repeated. “And for you honey?”

He looked down at me. I looked into his green-brown eyes.

“Uh, yeah. Same.”

“Same. Sounds good. Six it is! We get to finish up a whole crate! How about that!”

The table cheered. I cheered too, a little loudly.

I watched the waiter walk away, and caught him glancing back at me. I looked back at the table and everyone was lost in their shot-aftermath.

“Fellas where’s the washroom?”

[MM] My awakening as a fully-fledged bisexual – and the seduction that led to it – Part 2

Part 1 Here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fp2f8g/mm_my_awakening_as_a_fullyfledged_bisexual_and/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fp2f8g/mm_my_awakening_as_a_fullyfledged_bisexual_and/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x)

Tom beckoned me to stand up and come with him and – like a sailor absently following a siren’s call – I complied. Perhaps it was the residual endorphins from the wildest and more intense orgasm I’d ever had in my life, but I felt a strong sense of duty and love for this man. There was literally nothing that he could direct me to do that I wouldn’t comply with at this point. I was all his.

Feeling silly to still be wearing it, I ditched the polo I had been wearing and followed Tom down the hall, with about 50% of the load I had just expended dripping down my chest. I did not care about my messy, disheveled appearance. I wore my ruined undies and cum-stained chest as a badge of honor, a token of my awakening to a beautiful new side of myself that I was extremely eager to explore deeper.

Revenge

“You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted this,” he said, admiring his handiwork. “How long I’ve waited to… exact my revenge.” He reached out to wipe the blood away from her nose, but she twisted away, nostrils flared.

She didn’t respond- how could she? She hadn’t seen him in years, and he was no longer the shy, sweet kid she’d trained. He was big, now, taller than her, lean and muscle-bound; his demeanor had shifted, too. It felt like there was something dark beneath the surface, like knowing there was something predatory stalking her, but not being able to see it.

As he leaned back, the bedsprings creaking, she was forced to admit he’d done everything right when it came to abducting someone. She only had herself to thank for that.

“What, lost for words? When you were still at the Agency, weren’t you notorious for your ‘quick judgement and sharp tongue?’” His gaze flicked briefly to her mouth, and then down the length of her body. “What happened?” A small smile graced his face.

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Desires sated. Dom & Eve, part 2.

Eve listened to Dom going about his business, very aware of the persistent, sometimes throbbing, warmth between her legs.

He’d walk to and from between her car and his shed, each time she’d find herself watching the muscles of his chest flexing beneath the tight fit of his t-shirt, and the bulge in his jeans.

She watched him walk towards her, past the kitchen window, and imagined racing to the side door and into the alleyway down the side of the house, and imagined the smile on his face as she took his manhood in her mouth.

She was imagining the pleasure it would give him, to look down at her, smiling up at him with her mouth full. She was thinking how sexy she’d feel if he came as quick as she thought he might, and realised that she was trying to make herself get the courage up to do it.

She took a breath in, and was just about to turn around when she felt his hands on her waist. She’d been so lost in her thoughts she hadn’t heard him come in. When asked if she needed anything from the shop, she casually replied not and gave him an intentionally coy kiss on the cheek.

[MF] I finally fucked the babysitter

First post [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/fog9by/i_finally_fucked_the_babysitter/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app)

Given how long we’ve been building up to this, things are moving pretty fast now which I expected to a degree, but not this much. The big, big thing is that she’s not on birth control. I already know we should have had that conversation in advance, but we didn’t and giving me shit in the comments won’t change that. Maybe it’s just quarantine craziness, but neither of us have any reservations about it. We’re excited and hope she’ll be pregnant before this is all over.

That conversation happened right after we’d just had sex and had both of us getting really turned on again. As soon as we agreed that it was what we both wanted, she climbed on top of me and started to ride me with her pussy still leaking my last load of cum. She was going tortuously slow, but I let her keep going until she reached her orgasm before flipping her onto her back. I let most of my body weight push her knees back to her shoulders and plowed her like my life depended on it. She raised her hips to meet each of my thrusts until we both came and collapsed in a sweaty mess of limbs.