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At a casting call with my friend [FFM]

About three months before all this happened my friend Annie and I hooked up for the first time after a concert. You can read it in my history. Annie and I had gotten very comfortable with each other – we’d been friends forever – and one day when we’re leaving the gym and walking back across campus she tells me about how a few nights ago she met a guy at a party who does casting calls for porn and he gave her a card. She then tells me how she’s always wanted to do porn and she thinks it would be really empowering and the money is amazing and all this stuff the guy told her. I’m kind of hesitant.

We get back to the dorms and she shows me his card, it’s pretty nondescript, but I google the company and it’s a legitimate, but very small actual porn studio that does online stuff, mostly fetish and custom videos, and they have a whole member section for movies focused on individual girls. I call the number on the website and it’s a recording that eventually I’m able to press buttons to and get to a real human and I ask if Brad works there. I’m told yep, he’s a producer and I say I’ll call his cell in a panic and hang up. Read more »

A Shower Fantasy [MF, tender, dominant]

_Hi Reddit! I wrote this as a sexy story for a paramour via text message over the course of a day. I know the format isn’t the usual fare for a structured story, but I liked how it came out. Maybe stream-of-consciousness isn’t your thing, but feedback would be welcome! I’ve written more stories in this vein and would be happy to share._

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My shower is the perfect size for you to lean over and put your palms against the wall

to brace yourself as I fill you

your wet snatch warmer than the steamy water splashing on your back

a slow rolling thundercloud of desire building up as I slide the length of my manhood into you, over, and over, and over

the wet smacking of your ass against my hips echoing in the tiled stall

you close your eyes and focus on the sensation, your other senses soaking up the information

a most precise instrument for recording the intensity of my thrusts

feel the desire building up in me, a smile playing across your lips that I can’t see

you feel my quads, hard and tense Read more »

Try new things [M]

I’ve been in bed for 3 hours trying to sleep but all I can think of is sex or masturbsting. This is just a question/request for advice on any sexual things I can try(p.s I’m a single male) or any freaky things I can wank with(as lube)? Or generally new things j can try to get myself off. Should I post dick pics and videos?

Feel free to comment or PM

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 2 [incest, mom/son, BDSM, enslavement, slow, mast, mdom, spank, rough]

Chained and Spanked Mother
by DiscipleN

– – – a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ “Chained and Spanked Sister” – – –

Chapter 2

Tommy trusted his brother. Together they had plotted and planned, ever since reading their dad’s dirty books. Before that, each of them privately lusted after their hot mom. The books prompted the naughty secret they had in common, which bonded them greater than most brothers. When Robert mentioned their uncle’s name, Tommy’s jaw dropped. If it weren’t for their uncle, they never would have thought up and persisted through their elaborate, wicked scheme.

About a year ago, Uncle Nick was babysitting them, while their parents when to a company party, and their sister was out fucking. That’s what Tommy imagined Peggy doing. Their uncle was a good sort, who let them stay up late and watch channels they couldn’t normally watch. During a particularly naughty show on cable, after Uncle Nick had drank many beers fortified with vodka, he started talking about how their mother used to be a bigger slut than the naked bitch on the TV. “Some of the guys at school would tell me how they fucked your mom, to piss me off. I fought the first six or seven, but every week a different guy would tell me how they called her a bitch and a cunt or a cocksucker, to get her all hot and want to fuck or suck or both.” Uncle Nick fell asleep after saying that. Read more »

What if I was a stripper and was dating the owner? (MF) (F23) long horny ramble.

I love sex. I love everything about it. Having a sex related job would be perfect for me. (I know it’s not easy. Let me fantasize, god damnit.) I can see myself up on stage, working the pole, wearing a collar that says, “his,” meaning Jared, my boyfriend and owner of the club.

Jared is 48, tall dark and handsome. He loves seeing me tease other men. They can’t have me though, they can only admire and slip money into my thong. Extra for having my tits in your face. They’re small but perky and will get the job done.

The lights are low, the music is just right. The customers have great vibes. I’m lighting up the place with my body. I look over at Jared and blow him a kiss. I hoped he was dark as a rock and tucking it behind his belt to hide it. I couldn’t wait for him to use my pussy later.

One of the customers got a little too comfortable with me and touched my tits. Jared reacted immediately and threw the guy right out. That really gets me going. Seeing him be protective over me. I’m his. He gave me a wink and I went right back to it. Read more »

Izzy & Mr.Pie [FM][Age Gap][Bestfriend Daughter] [Dedication] Part 1

*I can verify this event if need be via text messages but this story is dedicated and based on my Mr. Pie. Certain things have been change to protect identities. I lost my virginity in college but wasn’t pleased with the amateurs. I wanted the real deal*

With shiny black dress shoes, well tailored tux, and a devilish demeanor Mr. Key was completely ready to go. His counterpart, Izzy, still sung along to the songs in the shower. He’d hoped Izzy would have at least been dressed by now rather than just singing show tunes and whistling, of all things!

“We still need to beat traffic dear, I don’t exactly know where I’m going?!” He hollered while relaxing across the bed of white pillowy soft sheets.

Izzy didn’t hear a thing. She kept on singing. Mr. Key chuckled then his eyes traced up the wall to the painted ceiling above him. His mind began to wonder. The curves of the painted lines above aroused him for some reason. They beckoned him to their mystery. Read more »

Friends’ First Date

“I know that ‘would you like to come in for drinks?’ means something else to some people, but I swear that’s literally all I’m asking,” I said nervously. I hoped she’d believe me. I genuinely had a great time at our dinner-and-a-movie first date, and I wasn’t about to try to push my luck and ruin a good thing. We were already taking enough of a gamble by deciding to go on a date in the first place after almost ten years of friendship. I just didn’t want the night to end yet.

Megan giggled. “Then I would love to come in and literally have a drink.”

We chatted some more about the movie while I brewed some tea. We agreed that action scenes were fun and well shot, but the character development could have used some work. She continued, “I just didn’t believe the romance. There are so many movies like that, where the leading man and leading woman just end up together because plot, I guess.” I nodded and added, “It’d be nice if they’d at least *try* to develop their motivation.” Read more »

Friends’ First Date

“I know that ‘would you like to come in for drinks?’ means something else to some people, but I swear that’s literally all I’m asking,” I said nervously. I hoped she’d believe me. I genuinely had a great time at our dinner-and-a-movie first date, and I wasn’t about to try to push my luck and ruin a good thing. We were already taking enough of a gamble by deciding to go on a date in the first place after almost ten years of friendship. I just didn’t want the night to end yet.

Megan giggled. “Then I would love to come in and literally have a drink.”

We chatted some more about the movie while I brewed some tea. We agreed that action scenes were fun and well shot, but the character development could have used some work. She continued, “I just didn’t believe the romance. There are so many movies like that, where the leading man and leading woman just end up together because plot, I guess.” I nodded and added, “It’d be nice if they’d at least *try* to develop their motivation.” Read more »

The proposal (Part 1)

I want you to dominate me.

I open the door to her sitting in a chair. A long red velvet dress draped over her slick body, nipples perking from the thin cloth.

As i enter the room her eyes look up to me and an crooked smile appears over her face.

She commands to me to drop to my knees. “On your hands and knees you whore and remove you clothing”. I do as she commands. I remove each clothing careful not to sit up too much. When im fully naked, she slowly approach me, dress swaying back and forth a noticeable bulge protruding from her dress. My heart races, as she slides a cold paddle across my body. Making my body twitch in ecstasy. She tells me to remain still and tells me, “You are to be punished you slut”. She sits down on my back. She remains quiet for a period of time. It feels like forever. Time stretches like i’ve never felt before. My cock getting harder with each passing second. She suddenly breaks the silence by slapping the paddle in her hand. My body twitches and she laughs. “You were told to remain still slut” The words escaped her mouth pleasantly but with and intense anger. “That’s extra punishment for you now.” she swings her legs around to straddle my back as i support the weight of her supple body. Read more »