You have been chatting online to some younger guys, browsing porn, and looking at some of the depraved, sinful comments left on your blog. Its been such a thrill posting your nude, faceless photos online knowing that younger men in their late teens and early twenties are constantly jerking off to your curves. Thankfully, your significant other has no idea about what you’re doing. After all, you make good money and build your confidence doing this. But lately you have been extra horny and your husband isn’t able to provide the satisfaction you need. He finishes quicker than you’d like, and always wants to pull out of you because of his fear of getting you pregnant. However, all of that was going to change the day you met “him”. He had no face on his profile, but provided you with every other detail. Early 20’s, athletic, and seemingly into you. You tell him your issues and he gives you an offer you ponder on. He will service you completely with his mouth, fingers, and any toys you have. However, he will not do anything more without your permission. After discussing this with your significant other, you come to the agreement that this will only happen if your husband can secretly watch while at work via a small hidden camera. You eagerly reply to the stranger, and he provides you with documents showing he is completely clean. You reciprocate, discussing that he will come to your home after work and provide the lovely services he promised.
First Famine, then Feast (MF) (MDom) (Bondage) (LONG, like, really, really long) (Edging) (Orgasm Denial) (Whatever the Opposite of that Is?)
I had been reading on the couch when you came in the living room, dropped the handcuffs in my lap, and paused to watch my reaction. I slid my bookmark in the page I was on and shut the book, setting it on the coffee table. My lips were pulling into a lopsided smirk. I hadn’t expected you to find purple leather handcuffs and yet, you did.
Standing, I balanced the cuffs by the tip of my index finger, the soft fur supple. The other cuff barely dangled down from the top one. Not a whole lot of space for writhing, squirming, or trying to free myself when you weren’t looking. But where’s the fun in that?
There was anticipation in the air and I wasn’t surprised to notice that there was dampness growing between my thighs. You had this effect on me even currently, standing wordlessly watching the range of emotions flicker across my face.
I tossed them back to you, my eyebrow quirking, “We agreed upon ‘Unbequemlichkeit’, da?”
[M] It was bound to happen during the quarantine: my [F] roommate caught me by surprise while I was masturbating in my room
I live with one [F] roommate, we are good friends. 9 days ago the quarantine began in Spain and her boyfriend stayed with us. It’s a weird situation for me: I can hear them having sex and having a great time and I’m alone in my room, getting hornier by the minute.
During these 9 days I’ve been able to jack off quite a few times and with no problems, but today I was in my room, totally naked, on my knees on my bed, watching girls getting naked in a video-chat group website. I was about to come when my roommate suddenly opened the door. She wanted to tell me something important, I could hear her say “Do you know who got inf….”. We both stare at each other for maybe just a second, but that second felt like a minute. She totally and clearly saw me on my bed, naked, grabbing my hard dick with one hand.
She quickly closed the door yelling “whoa, I’m so sorry!!”.
I stood there for a few seconds, embarrassed, confused… Then I noticed my dick getting softer. I closed the laptot and put on my pajama.
[FM] I hooked up with my friend and it was the best sexual experience I’ve ever had
So, a bit of background. This guy and I (we’ll call him S) went to grad school together and undergrad before that. We’re music students and I taught him lessons last Fall. Before that, I certainly knew him; we saw each other around a lot and had tons of mutual friends, but we had never really talked. Over the course of our lessons together I found that S is fucking cool and we’re into a lot of the same shit. On top of that, he’s hot as fuck. He’s the department heartthrob. If you asked anyone in the music department at our school who the hottest guy is, 9 out of 10 times they are going to say S. He’s just one of those beautiful people with a great bone structure, gorgeous eyes, a nice smile, and kissable lips. It’s really not fair. Plus he’s tall and has sexy, masculine shoulders and arms that I definitely stared at any time he wore a short-sleeve shirt to lessons. And he plays guitar. He’s got it all, I swear. I had to appreciate his attractiveness from a distance in the Fall because we were both in committed, long term relationships. But that doesn’t mean I didn’t think about sitting on his face and bouncing on his dick when I was alone with my vibrator.
My First Day A Slave
**Everyone knew about the illegal sex slave markets, where elves were sold to humans as sex objects. When I was growing up in school I never thought I would be one of the slaves. I wasn’t super privileged, but I was blessed with a sexy figure. Chesty, plump ass, plenty of curves, long blonde hair and pretty pink lips that were irresistible to any elven male; I loved my body. Despite my looks, I was confident I’d escape the fate of elven girls sent to the trade markets. I wouldn’t realize how foolish I was until my twenty-first birthday.**
**I woke up to the blinding morning light that had started to flood its way into my room. Today was the big day I’d earn freedom from my family. It was an elven tradition for every child to live their life cut off from their parent’s support. We were allowed visits and stuff but we couldn’t get anything else. Essentially we were to live our lives on our own from here on out. I was excited every since my big brother left the nest to become a Warlock. He was one of the best in his magic class, so I knew he’d have no trouble.**
[MMMF] giving a perspective freshmen the real college experience
[all characters over 18]
I went to a college that was very big into football. For most of freshmen year, I was into it too. I’d go to all the games, cheer along as our time consistently lost, fight through throngs of people every weekend to get to my seat. After a while, the whole scene lost some of it’s luster. Some of my friends felt the same way.
That’s how, one Saturday afternoon, we found ourselves at our dorm instead of down at the stadium. We didn’t realize how empty the rest of our dorm hall would become. As freshmen, we were constantly forced to hide from our RA’s whenever we partied, and the newfound freedom emboldened us.
Derek, Mike and I decided to hand out and drink in math room. I pulled out a cheap handle of vodka from our hiding place, fired up the video games, and started to have our own little party. At that time, we were all three pretty into guitar hero, so that’s what we decided to play.
It all started from an Instagram post. [MF] [DMs] [legal teen] [vanilla]
**Instagram Post Part I**
[M4F] Gloryhole Experience Part 2: Submissive Lust
If you are reading this part first, I suggest you read the first part for context. However, if you decide not to, please enjoy this and perhaps check out the first part to know how the main character got into this situation ? Please leave feedback and comments (upvote if you want more!) and pm me if you would like something more personal (women preferred but not exclusively)
You grabbed the box of condoms and oil, walking towards the now greenlit wall. You get to the wall, waiting for the shuffling behind it to stop and for two delightfully thick cocks to fill the holes below. The bottle of aphrodisiac oils in your right-hand tilts, the oil dripping down your tits onto your nipples. After placing the bottle onto the bench next to you, you rub the oil all over your breasts and, using that same hand, rub your wet pussy and clit to ensure the oil covers your most sensitive spots. You moan, fingering yourself to coat the inner walls of your pussy with this amazing liquid. All of the sounds around you halt, all of the moaning and shifting ceases noticeably. The warm glow you felt before starts to hit you everywhere, gradually increasing from warmth to a hot burning. The voice from the speaker addresses you “So hot little lady, you seem to be enjoying our products. Would you like our premium experience? If you do, please put on the blindfold you came with and lay down on the floor. We will come in soon.” Click. You see the holes previously opened in the wall shut, and the light above the wall turns blue. Curious about what the cashier meant by “premium experience”, you open the box of condoms and lay down, placing the condoms next to you. You grab the blindfold, put it on, and lay down. The silence creeps in on you, as you become anxious about what will occur.
Looking for a story
Several weeks ago, I found a story on [chyoa.com](https://chyoa.com) about a girl who wakes up on her 18th birthday after having undergone a metamorphosis, then proceeds to have sex with her sister. However, I cannot for the life of me find it.
Does anyone know where it is?
[MF] Coworker exploited my dirty secret and I loved it
We all have our work friends that we get extremely close with. You know the ones we share every detail of our lives, complain about our spouses and family drama, and gossip about coworkers together. I [32 F] call him my “work husband” and I’m his “work wife.” We eat lunch together most days and talk about a little bit of everything together. We’ve gotten very close over the years, and to be honest, I find him incredibly attractive. He’s single, tall, slim, and 11 years younger.
With all this COVID-19 business, we haven’t had much contact at work because I’ve been eating lunch at my desk and we are in different departments. This past week, half or more of our coworkers have started working from home as a precaution and to increase social distance in such a crowded office building.
Well Friday around noon I got a Snap from him, let’s call him Collin. Collin sent me a Snap of his area of cubicles, all empty, and said how lonely he was in his department. I replied back that he could probably take a nap under his desk and no one would notice.