My boyfriend’s dad finally got to play with me [FM]

My boyfriends dad (going to call him Daddy) told me today that he posted some of our experiences on here so I wanted to share my side of things too :)

I have wanted Daddy to use me for a long time but I knew I couldn’t do anything until I was 18 so I patiently waited. I was never that close to him but he was always nicer to me than my parents were and what I always wanted.

One day I was feeling extra risky and decided to send Daddy a picture of me. When my bf got caught cheating on an assignment he stayed after class to make it up so I told him I’d wait in the parking lot for him but went to Daddy’s house first instead. I borrowed his phone entered my contact and sent him the hottest picture I had of me. After that I went back to school right before my bf got out.

(22F) If you put them on I’ll let you fuck me.

Is what I said to the guy who worked next door to us at the mall. He had been coming over to talk to me a lot since I had been working there. After a while I noticed that he was looking at the underwear. And also my ass a lot. I mean I wouldn’t date him, but I figured I sleep with him one day. The day he made an off hand comment about me trying on a pair of panties for the second time I had to say something.

“Sounds like you want to try them on.” When I knew I had him stunned I said “put them on and you can fuck me.”

“Really?” He asked. Wondering if I was messing with him.

“Just sex, I don’t want to kiss or date you.”

“Fine by me.”

“Meet me here at 9:15. Have them on, and you are gonna have 15 minutes and we are never gonna talk about this again.” I said and nodded at him.

“Yeah.” He said and smiled.

When he got there, I brought him in the back quickly. Taking my panties off and pulling up my skirt. Bending over and spreading my legs.

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The Grade [M/F] [22y-46y] [con] [sex] (3/3)

[Part 2](https://redd.it/zn5hgo)

*May 22nd, 11:07pm*

“Don’t look away…”

She was leaning against the bathroom counter, one foot on the floor,
the other leg up next to the washbin, her face mere centimetres from
the vanity on the wall. In it she could see their reflections, hers
grimacing with each of his thrusts, his looking down as he guided his
shaft in and out of her distended slit, pulling her hair as he used
his other hand to firmly control her hips.

Having made it out of the shower they had dried each other thoroughly,
but while his short hair needed nothing more than a vigorous rubbing
with a towel she in turn ended up looking like a wet dog. To her
surprise he actually had a decent hair dryer, a Panasonic nanocare
with ion charge, which quickly smoothed her mane into a lustrous black
waterfall.

As soon as she turned the dryer off she felt a hand scoop up her left
leg, lifting it unto the counter in front of her, while another tightly
grabbed a fistful of hair, pushing so as to bend her over the sink. He
pulled her head back, forcing her to look into the mirror as he
entered her from behind, making her watch herself.

The Grade [M/F] [22y-46y] [con] [sex] (2/3)

[Part 1](https://redd.it/zn5gcx)

*May 22nd, 7:43pm*

She rode him with slow, deliberate motions, sometimes sliding her ass
up and down, stroking his cock with her slimy labia, other times
pressing down and gyrating her hips, churning his dick with her
pussy. It was a methodical, protracted sexual performance meant to
overwhelm, to completely nullify his efforts to maintain control.

“Hmph… ngh… hmph”

She slowly slid her hands down his arms and placed them on his chest,
pushing down for leverage as she started moving up and down with
increased vigour, sliding her slit along the entire length of his
pole. Her breasts were too small to sway in any meaningful way, but
instead jiggled in rhythm with her thrusts in an almost hypnotic
manner. He turned his head away, trying to focus on the dim numbers
glowing behind the plastic face of the alarm clock on the nightstand,
trying to somehow take his mind off the creature of sex atop of him.

He sensed her pause for a moment, feeling her reposition herself, feet
digging deep into the mattress on either side of his waist. The
pressure on his cock suddenly increased as she leaned forwards and
squatted on top of him, the walls of her vagina tightening around him.

The Grade [M/F] [22y-46y] [con] [sex] (1/3)

*May 22nd, 11:23pm*

“Nnngh! Ungh! Ungh! Augh!”

She was nude, on her tiptoes, bent over the kitchen countertop, her
breasts crushed against the cool surface as she tightly gripped the
edge of the granite slab, bracing herself, violently shaking with
every forceful push, each jerk of her frame eliciting a deep, primal
grunt. Her entire body was damp, glistening with sweat, some of which
she could feel snaking down her inner thighs, vein-like rivulets fed
further by the foamy cunt juice oozing from her engorged slit.

“That’s it, nngh, take it, ungh, take it…”

The man’s fingers dug deep into her pale, rounded hips, lifting her
ass up in the air and controlling the tempo of his thrusts. He looked
down, marvelling at the sight of his member repeatedly pulling out,
her soaked labia tightly gripping his cock, only to suddenly disappear
as he quickly penetrated her with a jolt of his hips. He too was
grunting, more loudly than usual, knowing full well the effect his
vociferation was having on her.

“No… ungh… please…” she pleaded, squirming as his assault
quickened.

“Cum… ugh… for me…” he ordered.

“No… I… fuck… agh… ah! Uuuunnngh!”

A Spot Under Master’s Desk

I am Master’s Pet. I am known as His. Collared as His, His “Good Girl”, His “Sweet Pet”, Strictly, His.

I have a Large pet bed under his desk in his office for when he gets home from work, a place for me to rest while he resets after a hard day. Most of the time I just lay there with my head pressed against his foot and my arms wrapped around his leg, sleeping, but sometimes play time happens

What happens under that desk during play time is secrets that the world never find out, but today the world will finally know, because I, am going to tell you about play time.

When Master wants what’s His, and wants his Pet to please him, Oh boy does he get what He wants.

It always starts with a swift Grab of a bundle of hair, His pants already unzipped, His dick throbbing under his briefs, waiting for His pet to tease it and take it in her mouth, and Boy, is she eager to please! Her body aches to taste him, and His scent overtakes her body and she slides His pants and briefs down slightly and takes His hard cock into her mouth and swirls her tongue around the tip, tilting her head to listen for her Master to suck in air as she starts her task.

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Teamwork Makes the Dream Work: Our First Threesome [MFF]

In between describing his personal experience with a multitude of different STDs as “The Talk”, my father did share one piece of advice that has stuck with me all these decades later: “Good sex is between your ears.”

If there is a sex act that titillates the imagination (though they all do), from the perspective of a heterosexual male, (or I guess a bisexual female), that would be the MFF threesome. If one pussy is amazing, then two pussies at the same time must be mind blowing. If you’re a woman who likes both dick and pussy, wouldn’t it be great to have both at the same time?

I was twenty years old, living in those blessed college years you can never fully appreciate at the time, and dating Rachel, who was also twenty years old, and fully committed to exploring with me all of the deprecations of sex and drugs that age and lifecycle stage offers. Rachel was confidently bisexual, having a handful of experiences with men and women, and she and I had been dating for what was at the time a shockingly long personal record for both of us at a year. She was the best friend that I had ever had, and was completely rewriting my personal book on love.

Playing a game called ‘chicken or go’ with a family friend [MF]

I’ve been thinking back on all of the fun little experiences I’ve had and thought this would be a fun story to share.

This happened when I (M) was 18 and still living at home. Every Christmas we’d alternate going to our family friends who lived 4 hours away to stay with each other and celebrate.

I have two older brothers and their family have 3 kids in total who were two boys aged 16 and 25, and also Madison (F) who was the same age as me (18).

Every Christmas I’d always get on with Madison the best and she was a bit of a tomboy looking back on it now. We’d ride bikes, go on walks down near the river and go swimming, watch shows like Pokémon together (when we were younger). It was like having a new friend every year and each year we’d get older and see each other again.

This time though when I first saw Madison, I felt something different to the usual ‘It’s good to see a friend’ vibe that I usually had. I felt a genuine attraction towards her.

My MIL discovered [m]y chastity cage/birth control arrangement with her 2 daughters and had to see for hersel[f]….

Much has happened since the last bombshell and start to our long term chastity adventure. There is a lot to unpack here so I’ll try to stay on topic and will provide updates as notable things occur, time allows and there is interest.
I will say that the first couple days being locked has not been without its challenges, but it’s also been rewarding and we’ve figured out how to make it work and be comfortable. So far so good, but more on that another time. We also have an agreement that if it ever gets painful or becomes a real issue I can take a break and use the emergency key, but I have to let both the wife and her sister know in order to remain accountable and as not to have any “accidents”.
Now on to the topic of today’s story. As luck would have it, Amber does not know how to keep a secret and has since let at least one other person know a little bit about our “arrangement”. Damn, lesson learned.
Apparently Amber, Nicole and their mother (we’ll call her Brandi) were chatting about Amber’s pregnancy during brunch recently and the topic got on when Nicole and I were going to start a family. Both Amber & Nicole reportedly looked over at each other with a menacing grin that caught the attention of their mother. Nicole mentioned something about for sure not getting pregnant until after Amber has her baby, but who knows after that happens.
Brandi, knowing that Murphy’s law is a thing, asked how we were so sure that we could hold out that long. Without catching a beat Amber giggled uncontrollably and blurted out “cause her hubby’s dick will be locked in a cage until after I have my baby!” Brandi, with a look of total confusion & surprise, started laughing & looked over at Nicole “is this really true?” She asked. Nicole, unable to lie to her mother, nodded up & down, partially embarrassed and angry at Amber for letting the cat out of the bag so easily. “I’ve heard of alternative forms of birth control, but this is a new one!” Brandi said. “I guess if it works for you, then who’s to argue. Just don’t forget to keep the intimacy alive during this time, you don’t want to end up like myself & your father”.
Nicole went on by saying how that part won’t be an issue & that we’re all consenting adults. “without giving TMI I can say that it seems unconventional but it’s really exciting and rewarding for us. Cody (that’s me) is fully ok with it but he’s wants to keep it low-key. Whatever you do, please don’t let him know that you know!”
Brandi replied “Oh don’t worry, your secret is safe with me! I’m great at keeping secrets, you can ask your father. Ever since I divorced him last year I’ve realized that sex can actually be fun in more ways than one if you have a partner who really gives a damn about your pleasure. Did you know that he never once gave me an orgasm in over 20 years of marriage?”
“No! TMI, mom! I didn’t need to know that!” Nicole said while looking over to Amber with a jokingly disgusted grin. Then Brandi proceeded to remind the girls that they could be open with her about anything & that she’s trying to be more open-minded now compared to when they were growing up. “I think that’s enough for now, let’s finish brunch and I’m sure we’ll talk more about this later, maybe dinner at my place on Sunday?” Brandi said. “Sure”, the two sisters agreed. “See you on Sunday!”
Later that afternoon Nicole came home and told me about the nice brunch they had. She described how their mother seems to be so much more supportive & reasonable since the divorce, but Nicole failed to warn me about the little “secret” that was spilled. She did say that we were going to have a family dinner at her moms place on Sunday & Amber would be there. “Ok, I’ll put it on our google calendar” I replied.
Sunday afternoon rolls around & we get ready to go over to Brandi’s place. I take a shower, then clean up & get dressed. “Is the cage noticeable?” I ask my wife. “I don’t notice anything” Nicole says with a grin.
We drive over to Brandi’s house & greet each other with the typical hug. I can kinda tell that something’s up with Brandi, maybe I’m being paranoid but she seemed to be looking at me different. I try to remind myself that I’m overreacting and we settle down to dinner.
The topic of Ambers pregnancy comes up almost immediately, they talk about her body changing & how things are going with it in general. During this time I can see all three women exchanging glances & giggles. “So when are you & Nicole gonna have a baby?” Brandi asks me directly, already knowing the answer. “In due time” I reply & try to just keep it at that. I attempt to change the topic & then head to the restroom to pee.
As I get up from sitting on the toilet (cause you have to sit down to pee when wearing a cage or it can make a mess, but thats a story for another day) Brandi surprisingly confronts me in the hallway. “I heard about your situation, everything good?” She asks. “What situation is that?” I reply, trying to deflect.
“You know, the special birth control method. I know everything that happens with my girls.” “Oh” I reply, completely embarrassed while at the same time curious as to why she’s bringing it up at all. She then proceeds to tell me to relax & moves in to give me a hug. After this warm embrace she “accidentally” bumped the crotch of my jeans, obviously attempting to find out if I was actually wearing the cage.
“I’ve changed a lot since my divorce” she proceeds to tell me, “I’m a lot more open minded & understanding. As long as my girls are happy, I’m happy.” As she’s talking to me closer I can see that she’s wearing a new gold necklace with a bright & shiny key hanging in between her still-perky breasts. “WTF” I think confusedly, did they really give her a key too or am I just imaging something? When did that happen?
Brandi then looks at me & asks what I’m staring at. Rather stunned I just mumble “key”, to which she gives me a little grin. “Oh that, let’s see if it really works.”
She motions me into her bedroom & commands me to unzip my jeans. I hesitate for a second when she softly tells me “don’t be shy, I’ve seen a lot of penises. But I’ve never seen one locked in a cage for fun. Why don’t you show me and maybe I’ll make it worth your while.”
Usually I would maintain my composure and just laugh it off, but after having your manhood locked in a cage for days on end with no end in sight, you start to become very submissive. Especially to a beautiful woman dangling the key right in front of you. Maybe it’s the buildup of hormones with no release or feeling desperate for any type of sensual touch since…I don’t know but it’s almost intoxicating in a way I can’t even begin to describe.
I quickly pull down my jeans to expose the black resin cage in all its glory. She grabs the key & inserts it into the lock…of course it turns! “Not so fast” she says, “you’re not getting out that easy, I just wanted to make sure it worked & that you weren’t trying to sneak it off & do anything you weren’t supposed to, like get Nicole pregnant anytime soon.”
She then rotated the key back to the locked position followed by running her soft fingers across my cage and down to my swollen testicles. “Wow” she says, “you really get a kick out of this, don’t you.” Then to my surprise she quickly removed her shirt and black lacy bra, exposing her gorgeous c-cup breasts. “I’ve caught you staring at these before, so I’ll let you have a look for a few seconds. It’s not like you can masturbate to them or anything”. She said with a snicker. She was right, I had always found her body attractive and she didn’t look a day over 40. I knew I hit the jackpot when Nicole and I were dating and I saw how gorgeous her mother was for the first time, it was clear the women in this family aged like fine wine.
As she teased me I could feel my cock attempt to grow, but quickly become limited by the constraints of the relatively small cage. She noticed my efforts, rubbed my cage in between her tits, giggled for a second and then told me to pull back up my pants & get back to dinner.
Stunned by what had just taken place, i quickly obliged, walked back out to the dinner table & sat down. “Everything ok?” Nicole asked, “yeah, just adjusting the cage & getting used to things” I said jokingly. A few minutes later Brandi came over with dessert. It was a vanilla creampie. I wasn’t sure if this was a purposeful joke to get us riled up or just by happenstance, but at that point I didn’t care. “Mmmm I love creampies” Nicole said in a low voice, without delay Amber chimed in “I do too, vanilla is good but I prefer chocolate. It fills me up better but it also makes me gain weight for some reason.” “Oh we can tell” Nicole replied snarkily. At the point I had just about had enough and asked if we could move the conversation to something else and finish up this meal.
We decided to call it a night, said our goodbyes and hugged at the front door. Brandi proceeded to hug me a little tighter than usual and whispered “you better behave, don’t get any ideas” in my ear. Still stunned and confused from earlier I just nodded and we headed off.
On the way home Nicole held my right hand as I drove, thanked me for being so supportive and behaving well. “I have a surprise for you when we get home, I think you’re going to like it”. Feeling the excitement and pent up sexual energy, I romped on the gas and sped home in record time. “Go take your pants off and sit on the couch” Nicole said. “I need to pee, I’ll join you in a few.”
I rushed through the door, quickly removed my pants and plopped down on the couch, anxiously awaiting for whatever was to come next. After feeling like an eternity, Nicole came out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a sexy red matching bra and panty set with my key around her neck. “Fuck” I mumbled under my breath.
“I think you’ve earned a little release” Nicole said sensually. Without delay she moved her head toward my cage and began to kiss it gently, then using her tongue to tease the exposed parts of my cock through the openings in the cage.
She then proceeded to grab the key from around her neck, place it into the key slot of the cage and slowly remove the entire apparatus from my body. It was almost painful as she pulled it away, but also unbelievably relieving. After regaining its natural shape in mere seconds, she proceeded to place her mouth around my shaft and blow me in ways I didn’t even think possible. Every motion with her mouth and tongue was pure bliss, but also the cruelest torture. I wanted it to last forever but knew it would be short lived, my cock was extremely sensitive and my balls were more full than ever. I was ready to explode like an overdue volcano.
It didn’t take long for the pressure to build to the point of climax, when I couldn’t take it any longer I softly mumbled to her “I’m gonna cum”. With my dick still in her mouth I could faintly hear her say “good” without skipping a beat. Only seconds later I had probably the biggest orgasm and load of my life and she took it in stride. I could see the leftover cum glistening on her lips when she came up to give me a passionate kiss. “I’ll go clean up, why don’t you take a nice shower and come back over here when you’re done?” She said deviously. “Ok” I replied, completely out of breath.
I savored my free time in the hot shower until she yelled at me from the couch to wrap it up. I quickly dried off and walked back out to the couch where she was sitting full dressed. “Time to put this back on so we don’t get carried away. Don’t worry, if you’re good then I’ll make sure you get rewarded again”. Nicole said. She then proceeded to slip the cage on and make sure everything was secure. “Oh and by the way, I don’t know you could sense it during dinner but my mom found out about our agreement and i ended up giving her a key. If she asks for anything you need to help her out, no questions asked. She could definitely use a man’s touch around the house after the divorce” Nicole explained.
“Alright honey, whatever you say” I replied, completely exhausted and wondering what I had gotten myself into in that post-nut clarity mindset…

A really good apology [MF]

Hello friendos! Though I might share this with you all, if it is my first time writing so please be gentle. Names and stuff have obviously been change

I got out of a long term relationship a year ago, I’d put almost all my time into her and neglected my friends and so decided to change things going forward. One of my older friends (Emma) was there for me a lot, helping me figure myself out going forward. She started inviting me over for drinks and to go out with her friends and even a couple group trips. Through all this I got to know her best friend (Chloe) a lot better, we’d say hi and chat occasionally before all this but I’d never have called us friends. Both these girls used to be dancers, fit, fun and all confident. Chloe is 25, 5’10 Caucasian, blond, face like Brooke Monk, Itty bitty A cups and a killer athlete’s butt. Things had been a little flirty between us but I’d always put that down to both being naturally like that then any meaning behind it.