[MF] First online hookup, titfucking a thick busty girl

This story is several years old, but it’s a good memory for [M]e so I like to revisit it sometimes. I had been using online dating for several years, but strictly for actual dating as opposed to hooking up. But curiosity got the best of me and I wanted to see what all the fuss was about, so I made a Tinder account that was tailored towards hooking up as opposed to dating (i.e. it had suggestive pictures with a stated intention to hook up). I was surprised at how many responses I got from girls, much more than I got when I was looking for dating. Clearly I wasn’t the only person who was curious.

At first I was content just to sext with girls, and it seemed like many girls felt the same. It’s a casual way to explore sexually with much less risk than comes with actually hooking up. To be honest it was very hot, and that in itself is a good memory for me. But I really wanted to try hooking up for real, and eventually I found a girl that was suitable.

[MF] Cheating party slut

Last Saturday, My bf and I (19F) were at a party at our friend’s place. My bf had to leave early because he was working from early in the morning. But I stayed. Our friend Jimmy, whom I have mentioned before on a recent story about my bday was the owner of the house. Since my bf and I live somewhat far away, the idea was that I would sleep over and my bf would pick me up after work the next day.

As it got late in the night and all other guests had left or gone to sleep, Jimmy and I started making out. I had not planned to do anything like that since I was no longer single, but I guess the alcohol got the better of me, and Jimmy and I have hooked up before on my bday. I gave Jimmy a BJ and he licked my pussy and ass, but we didn’t dare do anything else for fear of waking up the other sleepover guests. After we were done, I went to sleep on the sofa and he went to his room.

Dom Stories: [M]y [F]ucktoy Baited Me Into CNC

Hey folks! I’m depositing a couple stories from my old professional dom days before I start posting new ones. Enjoy!

So this story concerns one of my former subs, Mia. She’s short, slim, but with a little curve to her. The main thing about Mia, however, is that she was one of the most relentlessly boundary-pushing girls I’ve ever met. While she was my sub (2 fantastic years), she wanted everything harder, rougher, with more toys, with more rules, something new, new, new.

This story takes place a few months after our first CNC scene. We had done several more, and one night she said to me, “Daddy, I think you should rape me without planning it. Wouldn’t it be nice to just rape your slut on a whim?” I smiled and responded with some vague dom comment that I can’t recall.

I was definitely resistant to this new idea, but Mia kept bringing it up, over and over again. I resisted in large part because I take pride in being uncommonly brutal, particularly in CNC scenes. There’s a lot that I do that would have to be jettisoned in a more improvisational context (fake knives, choking rigs, etc.)

I’m [20sF] finally getting closer to convincing my professor [M] to fuck me

**Note: Professor/student, teasing, sadism, CMNF, cunnilingus ahead. Enjoy!**

I do my nails every so-often: cuticle oil, filing, base coat, color, top coat, correcting tiny smudges with a Q-tip dipped in polish remover. It takes longer than shaving, hair, and makeup combined. If I match the color to my underwear then it wasn’t you who decided to have sex tonight. There’s something relaxing about spending an hour on idleness, listening to a podcast while I doll myself up for you. And yet I hate being told to do it—so my reaction when you text is exactly what you’d imagine.

*I don’t recall my obedience being part of this arrangement.*

Relative to recent sexual history, I’ve been shockingly obedient with you. Downright subservient even. You inspire a quiet curiosity with little room for brattiness. And on the occasions I do feel like being bratty?

My timing is impeccable. You have class in ten minutes and you’re typically fifteen minutes early. To avoid any untoward disasters, I send my photo five minutes before class starts. The white underwear you picked out, tugged down so that my tattoo is visible. The red bows, partially hidden by two nail polish bottles.

Picking Up The Vibe [M29/F26] [Choking] [Doggy] [Face Fucking]

I made eye contact with Jen when I was headed for the bathroom. I immediately thought she was cute and smiled. Jen returned the eye contact and smiled at me.

When I came back to my table, my food was being dropped off. I barely remembered the meal, however, because I was looking at Jen every time she passed through my station. And she looked at me and smiled a few more times.

I walked up to the bar to order another beer. After I told the bartender my order, Jen came directly behind the bar to grab some cups.

“They have you running all over the place don’t they?” I offered. She set the cups down on the bar and smiled again.

“Oh, you noticed that too? I thought it was only me seeing how much I’m killing myself tonight,” she laughed. She put her hand out. “I’m Jen by the way.” I took her hand and squeezed slightly as I shook it.

“What time do you get to stop running tonight?” I asked, still holding her hand.

[FM] Finally conquering my [25F] married teenage crush [30M]

Growing up in country South Australia, life got boring real quickly for a dorky teenage girl. I was academically gifted and had grown up in a conservative farming family. We had pretty strict rules about things like dating, boys, and I pretty much had a curfew at sundown. Being in a small town,I knew most of the boys, and they were boring. Sure, some of them were cute and potentially fuckable, but they were the ones trying to get their hands down every panties they came across. Us girls, we talk, you know.

All that changed when Jay (name changed) walked into my high school after the mid-year break. His chiseled jaws, pronounced Adam’s apple, and square shoulders made me quiver at my knees. I knew though, that I stood no chance. What would a drop-dead gorgeous senior see in a 13 year old who barely had any tits? It turned out, he was the son of the Anglo-Indian family who bought the farm down the road from where we lived.

[M] wore my gf’s dress last night

I wore my gf’s dress last night and loved the feel of it on my skin. I have seen her wearing it so many times and she looks so sexy so when she went to work I put it on and stayed wearing it for hours it made me feel so slutty and I loved sharing the pics I took with people

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My husband’s bidet [36f/36m][rimjob, degradation]

I think I am addicted to licking and sucking my husband’s asshole.

My husband has always loved eating my ass and initially, I used to be really shy about it and I clenched my cheeks and squirmed away if the mood wasn’t perfectly right. Over the years, I’ve gotten more and more comfortable and into it. I will grind my ass against his face for more stimulation. I love hearing him groan with his tongue in my asshole. It vibrates deliciously. After awhile, I started to feel a little selfish that I haven’t reciprocated (the last time I rimmed anyone was my high school bf and not since then).

Recently, I’ve been giving my husband sloppier and sloppier blowjobs, and each time I’d venture a little further south, licking his taint and eventually swirling my tongue around his rim. It makes me feel like such a slut to be where the sun don’t shine and for my face to smell like his musky undercarriage.

Played In a Public Parking Lot Yesterday [FM]

Yesterday I met a guy for drinks. We met on a fetish website, and decided to see if the chemistry held in person to be fwbs. It was warm so I wore a short dress that was pretty low cut, and sandals, hoping to tease him a bit. We ended up hitting it off so well we went to an arcade after the drinks, then to dinner. Every chance he got he was touching me, running his hand down my back all the way to my ass, rubbing my thigh under the table, holding my hand while we talked. It started raining super hard right after we left the restaurant, so we ran through the rain to his car, laughing the whole time.

As soon as we closed the doors he leaned over, pulling me in close for a kiss. After all of the buildup from his little touches, it was electric. Our tongues met and danced over and over while his hands ran over my body. I spread my legs a bit when his fingers dipped between my thighs, giving him access to my pussy. We moaned together when he slid my panties to the side and dipped his fingers into me, stroking my clit and feeling how wet just his kisses made me.

[fm] My first time fucking my workout buddy

So the story begins with me making a new workout buddy in my Rumble class, Jake. He’s charming, smart, and fucking hilarious but we were always just friendly and never flirted with each other. We both went to the class a few times a week so we saw each other regularly and got pretty close.

Anyways. One day after class, we head back to my place because we were planning to go to the park after. I shower first, and when I’m done I head to my bedroom to change, wearing only my towel.

As I’m picking through my panties, I hear the door open behind me. I quickly spin around and see Jake’s face, slightly red with embarrassment, sputtering stupidly about how he needs a towel. I can’t help but start laughing, and when I do, the towel falls to the floor and I’m left standing there completely naked. I can’t fucking believe this.

He stammers an apology and I fumble with the towel in utter embarrassment, but then to my surprise, when I look back up at him I feel an intense desire in his gaze. While he’s clearly embarrassed, his eyes betray him as they shift nervously around my body, lingering a little extra long on my curves. For the first time in our relationship I can feel myself wanting him. I love something about the way he’s looking at me.