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The hut

Driving over the recessed rail tracks, the tyres thud against the plastic-metal-plastic combo.

I bring the car to a steady crawl, as the rain is pouring down, wipers clearing the new drops only to be replaced with more.

We pull across the road into the driveway of a place I’ve been before.

The repurposed trainstation house looms into sight and I bring the car to a stop, parking as close to the path we’re about to run down.

The host is already waiting to do the run, torch in hand, he greets us both, helping my redheaded girl out of the car while I grab the bag which I stupidly put in the back of the car.

Typical, the one time I didn’t have the back seats up, the skies open and the bag is nearer the boot.

I lean in and grab the black bag, my trusty bag that’s been with me through my teens and into adulthood. I can feel the rain hitting my back like a drumstick on a skin, I hear the rain through my body as I run towards the fading light. Read more »

[F] Ballerina Blowjob [Breathplay]

I donned my black ballet leotard and fidgeted in my chair.

He stood behind me, planted his calloused hands on my bare shoulders, and spoke. He spoke slowly and calmly, with an air of power and authority that I secretly craved, telling me what a naughty girl I’ve been, his strong hands slowly wrapped themselves around my exposed neck, and tightened.

“How does this feel, my little dancer?”

A shallow gasp escaped my lips, a flush of red coloured my cheeks as my lungs began to beg for air. I caught a glimpse of his reflection in a mirror, his face, cleanly shaven, a subtle smirk surfaced momentarily before it was swiftly smothered.

Does he know that I am secretly enjoying this? Could he possibly know?

I bit down on my lower lip as a thick blush washed over my cheeks, embarrassed and terrified at the same time. I could the fleeting thoughts escaping my head as a dull headache began to manifest itself – the brain screamed for oxygen and the lung simply couldn’t provide any.

(_|_) Fun in Retirement – The Pool [MF]

I’m a 72 year old retired widower now living in a retirement village and having the time of my life with friends (especially with some of the women). What goes on is not what you would expect your grandfather or grandmother to get up to. Here are [previous stories](https://www.reddit.com/user/rayvoit/posts/) if you want, but they aren’t really necessary to read.

There is a pool at the retirement village but it is small and used mostly by residents with various ailments and mobility problems. Those of us in the ‘Supper Club’ prefer to go to the local public pool in the morning about once a week to swim a few laps in some attempt to keep a little fit. Some days we have four of us go, other days it may only be two. This week it was only two of us, Glenda (early 70s) and me.

We usually get there around 9:00am and leave by 11:00am. Some of the time is spent swimming and the remainder soaking it up in the spa chatting. Read more »

I [F] had a thorough medical exam done by a very dominant doctor [F]

I was about to go abroad for the first time in my life, and I was very excited to leave behind my home land and explore the world outside of it. All my papers were in order, my visa, my passport. The only thing standing in the way of me and Europe now? My medical examination.

I entered the doctor’s office at the right time. I was even a bit early. It was still morning and I was the only patient in the waiting room. One girl just left as I entered. She had a bit of a blush on her cheeks, and hastily left the room. I got a little nervous now. “Relax, Marchessa!” I had to calm myself down, “It’s just a routine examination!” Read more »

First Time Taking Photos [FM]

I got a ton of awesome messages of people asking me to write more about different first things, and my husband and I are having a ton of fun talking about this stuff and he loves when I write them up because I get insanely horny reliving these times, plus he loves hearing about how slutty I used to be. Someone asked about this first, but I’ll write a lot more so message me and ask.

This goes back to my last year of high school, right after graduation. I’d been in a FWB type relationship with this really fun older guy who I grew up near. We went to fancy places and parties, he was well off and paid for everything. We had been talking about having more of a relationship but he had concerns cause his youngest daughter was my age. I personally didn’t care, but she wouldn’t have liked the idea since we were friends. Anyways, he ended up getting transferred for work to the other side of the country and we had a few weeks to wrap things up because I was going to school in a totally different place. Read more »

I love being auctioned! [F][Kink]

I posted this a couple of days ago but I think it got automatically removed because I made a new account to post it so I’m reposting it now. Hope you enjoy!

Hi! I am a ridiculously horny girl with a ton of kinks. I love being treated like a slut, getting tied up, wearing collars etc. Basically, I like being submissive and focussing all my efforts on making my boy/girlfriend happy. I’ve had one fantasy though for as long as I’ve had sexual fantasies and that is to be auctioned off – sold as a slave to some random person and forced to serve them. Just the idea of being trotted out in nothing but high heels and a leather harness in front of an large audience, all of whom are imagining how they’d abuse me, is such an intense turn on. Yeah a bit messed up I know :P. Well funnily enough it’s hard to find slave auctions (and obviously I don’t really want to be a genuine slave, plus knowing my luck I’d end up with a Jabba the Hutt) but I found an alternative. Read more »

Submissive Professor (20)

Jessica left two days later after our last hug. I had spent the afternoon in class and she was not there when I returned. Femdom Mistress Michelle, my sadistic dominatrix, had greeted me in a very hard tone. “My whore, now there is nothing to distract you. You have only one goal, one person to focus all your attention on: your Femdom Mistress.

Me! I intend to elevate your slave training into a new phase. But before I begin, I am leaving for a few days to see my family. So I’ll give you to Mistress Chloe. She has all my confidence and can use you for whatever she wants. I expect you to serve her as you would me. I leave tomorrow. When you come back from school, your babysitter will be here. Do not disappoint me little slut, otherwise I will not hesitate to get rid of you.”
Mistress was right. From now on, Jessica would no longer occupy my thoughts. Only I couldn’t forget about her. She had gotten under my skin and I suffered from an intense, physical withdrawal from her. It was a throbbing and permanent pain. Yet I had to forget my love for now and focus on my one duty: to serve Mistress Michelle to the best of my abilities.” To strive for perfection and meet her standards. To serve and obey her without question or hesitation. Read more »

[M]y last night in college

Throughout college I used tinder to meet many girls. Four years ago tinder was still fairly new, so it was very exploratory and still fresh. Those stories can continue if this one receives good feedback. However, this story had nothing to do with a dating app, and everything to do with a townie who just returned from school.

Graduation night, most of the other graduates went home, but some of us stayed went out to the local bars. This night was like any other Saturday night, except the locals were now back in town.

I couldn’t begin to tell you her name, but we made eye contact the second she walked into the bar. This was your typical college bar, sticky floors, gross bathrooms, and cheap drinks. I smiled as she walked past and said “hello.” A few minutes later she walked back up to be with a drink in hand and pulled me onto the dance floor. I had been drinking since the afternoon at this point, so I did not need much encouragement to go for it. Read more »

Steamy Shower

We’re on the couch watching another rerun of Law and Order when you stretch and yawn, drawing up the front of your shirt and showing off your stomach and the edge of your panties creeping up from your sweat pants. I plan my move to put my hand down them and kiss you in one motion, but you stand up before I get to. Damnit, missed.
“I think I’m gonna go take a shower,” you mumble with a tired voice. Well now there’s an idea. I agree and follow you upstairs to the master bathroom. Standing on the cold tile floor we undress: you, seemingly uninterested in what I’m doing, and me, gawking like a high schooler at you as you strip down, not even trying to be as sexy as you are. My hard on changes things when I turn around. Your eyes focus as a sly smile spreads over your face. “Oh, so it’s that kind of shower then?” You ask while your hand subconsciously touches your slit, spreading it slightly.
“Well I was hoping so at least,” I admit with a chuckle. You face away from me to lean forward and turn the shower head on. I can see where your fingers smeared your sweet juice on the inside of your thighs as you bend over. I step forward and make you moan gently as my fingers slip into your pussy. I finger you slowly for a moment, as long as I can stand. I must be in you. I grab my cock and slid the head of it between your glistening labia, ready to take you.
“No, I haven’t shaved lately,” You tell me as you stand up, bashfully covering your snatch. I groan loudly, animal-like. You laugh as you step under the warm stream of water, letting it flow over your small breasts and fledgling bush.
“Then you better get your razor, I need you, Sara.” I say without even trying to hide my desperation. To be honest I kind of liked the short trimmed look, but it’s your pussy, I’m just fucking it. With a sigh you grab the shaving cream and hand it to me, sitting down with your razor on the bench along the wall of the shower.
“You’re going to help then,” your legs spread towards me. “Get to lathering.” I kneel into the stream of the shower, getting eye level with your lady garden. With a handful of shaving cream, I begin to cover your light colored hair. I resist the urge to play with you too much, but I love it when your lips go between my fingers and I can pull them downward as I lather you. Taking longer than I could have I lean back to admire my work while reaching for the razor in your hand. “Oh no, I’m not letting you do that, you know that.” It’s true, I had asked to once before and you had told me no, later admitting with a red face and eyes towards the floor that it was because you thought you were too “lippy” and was afraid I’d cut you by accident. While both were true, I probably would accidentally hurt you not knowing how to properly shave down there, you seemed embarrassed by how your pussy looked because it wasn’t the perfect porn stat style simp. What you didn’t understand was that while those looked good on a screen, and sure felt good to fuck, there’s something about a pussy with some good lips on it. Yours came down and spread, like a butterfly. From the red hot center, fading to pinks at the edges. It was a beauty to look at, a pleasure to touch and play with, great feeling in my mouth and sexy to watch grip my dick while you rode on top of me. And now as I sit here watching you carefully shave and swath clean every nook and cranny from your pant line to below your slit, I remember I do prefer clean shaven for one thing.
Spraying between your legs to clean the last bits of shaving cream off of you, I rub you, feigning cleaning. You close your eyes so I lean in and sink my tongue into you, the water rushing over my head. My lips suck and pull at you, making your butterfly wings drag over my teeth. Your hands grip my hair as I tongue your delicious hole, savoring the taste of your body. I make sure to get your flavor all over the inside of my mouth before standing to kiss you. You moan a satisfied sound as your own snatches wetness dances across your tastebuds.
“I want to fuck your pussy raw,” I say into your mouth between sloppy kisses. Your last kiss is hard before spinning around and bending over for me. I hold your snatch open with two fingers while my other hand lines up my stiff cock with your opening. I glide into you, feeling how tight you grip me as I go deep. Your moan echoes against the granite and tile, encouraging me to go deeper until I feel my sack touch your pelvis. I fuck you steady, ass bouncing as I hit it with every stroke. I give it a slap, making you breathe even harder. My hands grip your cheeks right, pulling them apart enough to see not only my shaft being squeezed by you, but also your backdoor. My thumb slides between your ass, massaging your tiny hole and easing into it. Your hand reaches to mine, not to move it but to grip it as my single digits moves inside of your ass.
“Fuck yeah, fuck me.” You mutter. “Does it feel good honey?” You rub my hand. I make a noise similar to an agreement. “Fuck my ass, I want you to put it in my ass, ok?” I pause. You’ve never let me do that before.
“Are you sure?” I mainly ask out of respect. You pull yourself forward and off of me, nodding. Our shower caddy had a number of interesting things on it, the least being my personal oil. You pour some into your hand and show me rubbing it in between your ass cheeks.
“Please be gentle,” your eyes are as unsure as your words. “If it hurts I’ll tell you.” I can’t see your face anymore as you lean forward and presents yourself to me, but I’d imagine you’re nervous. I move the shower to not flow on us directly and lube my dick and your asshole again. You take a deep breathe and then inhale sharply as I start to spread you with the tip of shaft. I ease back and keep pouring more line until I can’t see the head of my cock anymore. Your breaths are raged as I move into you, slowly pressing forward until I’m mostly in you. As I pull outward you grab your ass and let out a startled noise. I feel your hole grip around the base of my head and press back in, better lubed and more comfortable now. You sigh, gaining confidence as I pull back again, smoother still. I go in a bit faster, making you jump a little before you push yourself back on me further than I had gone before. I stand still for a minute to let you figure out your own pace. You press your ass hard against me, taking everything I can put into you.
“Do you like it?” I ask, obviously enjoying it myself. The tightness was unreal, clenched onto me harder than anything I’d ever felt before.
“I don’t know, I might need to try it for a bit longer to tell. It feels weird, but good.” You pause while balls deep on me. “You know, you could finish in me like this,” You trail off, opening the door to a messy finish. I reach under you and pull your body against mine before pressing you into the wall. I stroke deep and hard, making you cry out with surprise. Your legs spread wider, hands both between them and fingering yourself while rubbing your throbbing clit. Your knees buckle soon as you climax, gasping and shaking as you orgasm to a new experience. I fuck you harder and faster, trying to race and finish with you. I pull your shoulders down as I finish in you, feeling my cum blast inside of you. You feel it too as you let out another surprised sound.
“Ohh fuck that felt weird!” You say as I remove myself from you and watch my creampie in you pour out. You feel your tender rear and wash my load off of you as it continues to come out of you. “Ok, so maybe don’t do that again, I didn’t like that.”
“The dick or the finish?” I ask, knowing full well what you meant. You smirk and kiss me passionately.
“You can fuck me however you like, I just want you to finish on these.” You cup your small tits, nipples peaking out through your fingers. Then the water started getting cold.