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Here She Comes [MF] [not exactly rough]

The first and only time I slapped Sally on the ass, she turned and clocked me in the jaw.

I had a hold of her hips as she was kneeling on the bed with her butt poking out – that was the best way to pound her pussy from behind. I am a lot taller, and the mattress is pretty thick. Sally is a shrimp – as she describes it. So I was pounding away, and the way her ass jiggled, it was so fucking cute. I just gave it a nice smack to put a little pink on it. Her pussy spat me out, like a watermelon seed. She rounded on me, still on her knees, and popped up with a right. It happened so fast, my hips hardly had time to stop rocking.

“Damn!” I said. “It was just a little smack.” I felt my jaw.

In a nasty tone, she said, “If you ever hit me again, I’ll knock out every tooth in your head.” She jumped off the bed, trying to put her panties on as she was walking through the doorway. She was still struggling her clothes on as she went out the door. Read more »

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Once you see how bad she is craving your cock, you order her to get back to her knees. She worships you, teasing you along her lips… Read more »

Under His Nose

My name is Jenny and this is the story of how I cheated on my boyfriend. Never in my life have I cheated on any boyfriend, I don’t see the need. If I want another, I’ll break up, then pursue. However, on this night I lost my willpower and cheated on the man I’ve loved more than anyone else. All my past loves seemed like puppy love compared to Trey and it breaks my heart that I did this to him.

I’m a 5 foot 6, twenty-two year old woman with dirty blonde hair and dark blue eyes. I weigh 125lbs and my bra size is 34b. I’m a sexual woman, to say the least. I like taking risks, I like public affection and I like experimentation in all forms including sex. I’ll try anything once. Here is a pic of me.

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Trey is twenty-five years old with gorgeous long blonde hair, normally tied up in a messy manner. He has a thick unkempt beard that I love. He’s an artist whose main skill in painting and up to this point he’s finished and sold two paintings of me. He’s so good that he makes enough money from it to not have a job but he’s still a struggling artist, living paycheck to paycheck. Read more »

26 [FM] Playing with electricity

I spent most of my morning at Starbucks. Sometimes I just sit there alone, listening to music and and just day dreaming. I sometimes think of what I could’ve been if the first part of my life hadn’t been fucked up by my father. I’m a regular at this Starbucks and it’s one of my favorite spots to be picked up by my clients. I only had one client today so I was just enjoying my Saturday. He finally arrived and I walked out to his car. I got used to not really caring what the guys looked like anymore. This guy wasn’t the worst looking guy but nothing great to look at. His car was on par with his looks. As I walked to his car I noticed the front bumper was tied up with a zip tie. Read more »

[MF][Part 1] The new Starter

It’s been a long week in the office for Kelly, babysitting those who are above her feel like she could run rings around her peers… to make matters worse, there’s been a heat wave, Kelly, pushing the dress code to the limit, today shes’ dress in a black pencil skirt, fitted sleeveless shirt and her hair tied up in a messy bun, difficult to stay professional when you’re fighting off the sweat.

“Kelly!” echos across the office, “Can you come over here?”… it was her manager, she begrudgingly obeys and heads over. She notices he is standing next to someone, someone new, someone you don’t recognise, the manager pipes up – “This is the new starter, Tony, he’ll be under you for the time being, can you give him a quick go around? I have a meeting in 5…” before she even engage a response, your manager has walked off..faintly saying his thanks. Read more »

Omegle Sex Story with Wild Twist. Was it RP or Real?

This happened to me a couple of months ago when I was bored late night on Omegle. What do y’all think? Was this her lucky night or just creative roleplaying?

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You both like orgasm denial, and orgasm control.

You: 24m

Stranger: 20 f

You: hey im Joe

Stranger: Im Renae

You: cool name

Stranger: Thanks

You: are you dom sub or switch?

Stranger: Sub

You: im a dom

Stranger: Thats awesome

You: when was your last cum

Stranger: About a week ago

You: not bad

Stranger: Yeah

You: are you at the point yet where its hard to not think about sex

Stranger: Yes sir

You: good

You: thats means youre ready for some long edging

Stranger: Really? :)

You: yes slut

Stranger: Yay

You: what are you wearing?

Stranger: Nothing

Stranger: Im in my hotel room

You: hotel room? you’re traveling?

Stranger: Yeah im in colorado

You: what for?

Stranger: Vusoting family

Stranger: Visiting* Read more »

Tonight’s Reward [MF] [Femdom] [Denial] [Light Bondage]

Tonight. Finally. After days and days of being denied, she will let him cum tonight. His mind flashes over the events of the past week. Two weeks? He can’t even remember at this point. Being edged repeatedly in all manner of ways: hands, mouth, toys, riding him first with her pussy then her excruciatingly tight ass while being told not to cum first, under penalty of whipping. Of course, as soon as she came once or twice she just slipped off him and walked away, leaving his cock throbbing, moments from release. It was maddening. He was forced to kneel in front of her, completely naked, while she played with herself for ages, cumming as much as she wanted and fucking herself with everything but his neglected shaft. Several times she rode his face until it was soaked, slapping his balls when he slowed, and giving him a few full, euphoric strokes as a reward each time she came on his tongue.

How an Engineer[M] met the goddess Persephone[F] (Part 2 FULL)

I stood in front of the mirror looking at my reflection. **(What’s different?)** I ask the reflection, staring into my eyes demanding an answer. **(No emotion) (Reading others is easy, I am me)** I think back on the day. My mind was focused and I worked more effectively than ever before. And when my mind wandered it would linger on her. Making me smile like an idiot. I remember Harper, a short beautiful girl from HR actually walking up to me today.

“You are smiling and you look super confident today what changed?”

**(I went to a strip club)** I think, **(don’t tell her that) (you can’t lie)**

I turn to look here in the eyes. **(What should I say?) (you have wanted to ask this girl out on a date close to a dozen times. This is a good opportunity!)**

“I see,” She said looking away from my gaze. “Definitely more confident but still as silent as always, enjoy the rest of your day” she waves at me and walks away, catching up with the rest of the office people leaving the factory.

Rain and Red Silk (True Story, x-post from r/sluttyconfessions)

It was supposed to rain tomorrow. Now it’s not supposed to rain tomorrow. The heat wave goes on, apparently.

Still, the original forecast put me in mind of a rainy Sunday afternoon, just a few years ago.

Let’s get the beginning and the end out of the way first, shall we, and focus on the middle.

We met on Craigslist, in May 2017, when I was 54 and she 28. It ended when she, though polyamorous at heart, decided to focus on her core relationship for a while. I met him once, after she and I had shared that Sunday. Of course, he knew. There was no awkwardness in the meeting. I like him, and I don’t begrudge their exclusivity one bit.

Prequel to the rainy Sunday: The Thursday night before, we met at a bar in my neighborhood for wine. We went for a walk; we kissed in a pool of darkness between streetlights; my fingers stroked their way through soft hair between her thighs and made her knees buckle in a passageway near the bar.

(It wasn’t the bar from the first post, nor the same passageway. Secluded spots in my home area are my specialty.) Read more »