I [F] gave him an 18th Birthday present to remember – Part 1 [MF]

For a few years in my late teens, I was part group activity that had me around a lot of men. For every female, there was about 15 males, so almost always I was the only woman there. All my best friends are guys, so I’m completely comfortable with this. I met who I’ll call Drew for this story when he was 16 and I was 17. I’ve always been into older guys so the ones around my age I always thought of as just friends.

One week before Drew’s 18th birthday, all of us were chatting about what his plans were. He told us he was going out of town with some school mates, and then laughed and said “I’m just hoping to lose my virginity for my birthday!”

Drew was not the hottest guy, but an average looking one. Nice fit body with sexy arms and a good butt. Kind of a video game dork, but attractive and funny. I had never looked at him like that before, but this comment peaked my interest.

That night I logged into MSN messenger (similar to Facebook messenger for the younger ones reading this! Haha) and saw Drew was online.

His Seduction [MF][First Person][Teaser]

That night was like any other night. A night of a homemade pasta dinner, cheap boxed wine, and limited clothing due to the overwhelming summer heat. The AC blew into the room on full blast, but only seemed to cool the six foot block in front of it. Both of us sat, somewhat attentive to the crime show being streamed on the television, but more so captured by the endless scrolling we participated in on our phones. I glanced at him, and he glanced at me. Neither of us acted. It was, as I said, any other night.

Except, tonight, he put his phone down. He hit the small button on the right and locked it. Out of sight, out of mind. He leaned towards me, slowly. My eyes didn’t leave my screen but a smirk danced on my lips as his fingers traced my skin from the flesh between my breast down to the seam on my panties. He traced from right to left across that seam and gently pressed his lips on the side of my forehead.

“Yes?” My words were quiet, filled with a quiet laughter as I dropped my phone to my lap and looked at the ceiling.

Yes, I like Pina Coladas! (FM) [Light Fdom]

I put on a strappy pink sundress that touched the bottom of my thighs, a pair of black sandals with a bow adorning the top, and my golden hair in two buns situated at the top of my head. It’s the first day of a much needed vacation and the weather couldn’t be more perfect. I’d flown in last night and already I feel so much better about the stresses of life.

As soon as I step outside, I noticed there wasn’t a cloud in sight and the warmth touched my skin in a way that felt as if the air was giving you a tight hug. It reminded me much of that first day that truly felt like summer after a long school year when I was a child. It just hit noon and I can’t help but feel the urge to start off my day with a cocktail.

I’M FLATTERED, BUT NO [mf] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [facial]

My neighbor texted me — did I know the name of an electrician? We chatted for a while. And then she asked how my night was going. “Eh,” I said. “Low key. What about you?” “Same …” she responded. I hesitated. She was pretty. Had a nice body. What I *wanted* to ask was, “Do you want to come upstairs and fuck?” But of course, there is a more diplomatic way of saying that, these days.

“Any chance you’d be interested in coming upstairs for a good ol’ fashioned Netflix and Chill? Sorry if that’s a weird thing to text a neighbor … can’t hurt to ask, though. Right?”

“hahahah,” she responded.

And then, silence. Guess that was a no.

And then, a few minutes passed and my phone buzzed.

“I mean … the Netflix part sounds fine. But I don’t just do casual stuff. Sorry!”

“No worries,” I said.

Dragonfly [MF] Dom-Sub BDSM Forced Orgasm

When she opened the door, the look in her eyes was a mixture of fear and excitement. Her big green eyes looked up at me and followed a path across my wide shoulders and down to the whip coiled in my right hand. I had the strap of a duffel bag slung across my chest. I had been given a list of things that she wanted and it contained the tools that I would need to accomplish them. This was a bit out of the ordinary. Usually, I show up and take instructions, but this five and a half foot, dirty blonde beauty wanted to be dominated.

She had a sheer white robe, tied in front, and I could see that she was wearing an outfit of leather straps, with no cups covering her breasts, that stopped at a belt just above her hips. She was wearing heels and stockings that came to a stop, mid-way up her gloriously thick thighs. She was clean shaven, or waxed, and she had a small gap just below her vulva. She was breathtakingly beautiful and her dark blonde hair was pulled back revealing a leather collar with a large metal ring in the front. In her hand was a long, leather leash, which she offered to me with a submissive smile.

A sundress, a sudden summer storm, and a stranger

The downpour came without warning. That was what I told myself when I decided to cut through Central Park after coming out of the train station. It would be quick, I thought. I’d get there before the rain.

But on a cloudy summer day in New York City, you can’t trust the weather. All the signs of a storm clung to the air: the desperate breeze tugging my hair, the thick humidity filling my lungs, and the bloated darkness of the clouds, ready to burst.

I barely make it halfway down the path before the first drops of cold water hit me. Two heartbeats later, I’m drenched from head to toe, shivering and running underneath the trees trying to get to the other side of the park.

All I have on is a white sundress and slippers. Today was supposed to be casual. Meet a friend in the city for some coffee and cake. Post a few pictures to Instagram. Go shopping.

Yet, here I am, running as best as I can in slippers, trying to find cover. My hair sticks to my back. My dress is now see-through; my brown nipples already hard from the cold rain. And there’s a man in the distance, heading straight for me.

Something more than sex [MF][Fsub]

”So…” Lucas moaned as Madeline swallowed his cock to the root. “Last time you mentioned that musical you wanted to see?” He moaned softly as she bopped up and down on his cock with trained familiarity. “I was thinking maybe- oh god yes, that’s the spot.” He moaned as her tongue found its way to the underside of his cockhead and broke his train of thought. “Keep going babe.”

Madeline worked her magic like she always did and Lucas’ breathing got more and more ragged before he came with a groan. Madeline’s lips stayed locked around the base of his cock as cum splashed down her throat. She slowly pulled off his cock and swallowed the last of his cum as she gave him a smile.

“What about it?” She asked relaxed as she undid her impromptu ponytail and let her hair fall freely again.

“I’ve-“ Lucas stopped himself to catch his breath for a few more minutes while Madeline checked her makeup in the mirror. “I’ve actually got 2 tickets for it, a friend of had to leave town and gave them to me.” Lucas claimed. “So I was thinking… maybe you wanted to-“

[M][F] A follower asked me to describe the 3 orgasms I had the other night

I am a NSFW poster and have a few followers that I banter with quite often. I’ve been meaning to write for this sub for a while now, but haven’t gotten around to it. One fun fella asked me if I wanted to talk about the 3 orgasms I’d had the night before, so I said yes, I’d write about it. I originally shared it on my page, and thought you might like it here as well. ?

Okay, so, my husband and I were sitting out on the deck having a whiskey and ginger ale and enjoying the warm breeze as we each did our redditing. He’s perusing the hot ladies of GW and I’m replying to comments on my own pictures.

He asked if I was feeling horny from the comments on [my ‘pink’ post](https://www.reddit.com/r/saraleetakesthecake/comments/bzdslx/pink_is_my_favorite_color_album_in_comments/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share), already knowing the answer is yes. “Let’s go inside and you can show me how good your new toy works.”

I jumped up on the bed and started making him hard with my mouth and tongue. Long, wet strokes down his beautiful cock and slowly back up again. I was beside him in kind of a t-formation so that he could reach under me and finger me while I sucked.

I [M]26 was her [F]18 dungeon master…

I always hated school. Education at high school was never that engaging for me and as a result when it came time to decide what i wanted to do afterwards I left education and got a job. Eventually I found a rut that I was going to get stuck in if I carried on doing what I was doing and I didn’t want to be working in the industry I found myself in.

So i decided to go to university.

I am a huge Dungeons and Dragons fan. I have always wanted to run a game and when I found out the university has a board game club which hosts people to form parties I signed up and started to build my campaign.

I had never met the players before session one. But one of them sent me an email (let’s call him Dave) asking if a friend of theirs could join the table. We were already full at that point (five people is my perfect party size) so I declined Dave’s request.
However, one of the other players dropped out and we were down to four. So Dave’s friend was allowed to come along.

Solitary explorations of the [F]emale form. A waking dream of lustful desires.

I lay in bed on a cold summer morning. Awoken by the gentle pitter patter of raindrops against my window. Too tired to get up just yet, the fog of sleep still hanging in the air. I sense that I’ve been dreaming of forbidden pleasures but can’t quite remember them.. They’re just out of my grasp, slipping further through my fingers with each passing moment. I’m wearing only a pink cotton t-shirt and white lace panties, which cover me just barely, pale white skin and a flutter of pink peeking through the intricate lace pattern.

I look down beneath the soft blankets and see that my nipples are pointy, I slip a hand up my shirt and pinch it gently. It is sensitive and hard to the touch. I play with it a little, putting a finger to my mouth and sucking, using the moisture to tease my nipple and areola further. I slowly follow a pre-determined and often travelled trail down the gentle slope of my tummy, until I get to the waistband of my underwear. I rest there for a moment before sliding the garment off and gently dropping it to the floor.