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Upon request, I pull my vibrator out of the box, sitting it on his asshole. I turn it on, giving him a slight preview of his fantasy. Sliding it up and down his taint, gently massaging his prostate.. Bringing him to full erection. My goal after getting him erect is to milk his prostate, giving him the ultimate pleasure. Between his moans and seeing pre-cum drip from his penis as he sits on all fours, I realize that I am completing my job. Read more »

Halloween with Daddy

It was Halloween and Daddy and I were going to a party, you told me I was going as a fairy this year, but had not seen the costume I put together. I was so nervous to show you and had been hiding in the bathroom.

“Show me, Kitten”

I opened the bathroom door to reveal just my face, covered in body glitter.

“I said show me, that means all of you. I own you don’t you? Show me what I own”

You always know exactly what to say to make me submit to you.

I stepped out of the bathroom wearing a short strapless pink dress and some heels, covered head to toe in body glitter. With each step I took I glistened.

As I stood infront of you, I awaited instructions.

“Bend over”

I immediately turned around and bent at the waist

“Spread your legs for me, Babygirl”

The agreement for today was not so different than any other day. You pick or inspect what I wear, down to the panties.

I felt your fingers trail across my barely covered ass heading towards my wet slit. Read more »

Games my [F] bf [M] and I play [MMMMF] [NSFW]

This happened more than a year ago and still makes me wet when I think about it. I had mentioned several times to my boyfriend that I would love to be fucked by several fit,hot , well-hung men. So he decided to plan and execute a gangbang involving him, me and 3 other guys. He looked through his long list of fuck buddies to find the 3 who would be just right and got them together. I had met these guys before and even fucked a couple. So I knew just how good they were. The gangbang took place on my birthday, as our own private celebration. Let’s call the 3 guys M1, M2 and M3.

Here’s all the debauchery we indulged in :

I was lying on the bed naked as my bf had told me to. Soon all 4 of the guys walked in , also naked. Bf motioned me to come to them. At first they spent a few minutes dipping their fingers in my juicy my cunt and pressing their faces against my tits and ass. Then I got on my knees and licked, kissed and stroked their big Cocks making them rock hard. Bf then lifted me on his shoulder and dropped me on the bed. Read more »

Confessional

I saw the church on the grey horizon miles before I felt compelled to drive up to it. It was rickety looking, even from a ways away, like something out of *Scary Stories To Tell In the Dark.* The splintered, weathered boards holding it together were a faded beige, singed with black bits and chipped (white?) paint from decades before. I absently drove in its direction. Mesmerized, robotic actions guided me up the winding hill it sat atop.

There were no other cars here. It looked long abandoned, despite the still functional and newish wooden doors. I approached the front steps, an odd energy permeating my senses. It felt like there was a force pulling me into the structure. I didn’t feel like I was choosing any of it. I had certainly driven myself there, but it all felt so unconscious.

The massive oak doors opened into a rather well-maintained vestibule. Flyers and organized piles of pamphlets made it suddenly clear that this was a functioning church. It opened into a surprisingly opulent nave lined with red carpets and two rows of 12 or so richly brown pews. A series of candles lightly illuminated the room, aided by the striking late afternoon sunlight via the long, narrow windows. The altar was flanked by a massive stained-glass window, depicting a crucified Jesus weeping long tears of blood. It was pretty ominous, but years of Catholic school had pretty much desensitized me to the more heavy-handed aspects of religion. Read more »

Daddy After Midnight

A few years ago I was living alone in an apartment block downtown. I was single at the time after breaking up with a guy a few weeks earlier. My emotions were still a little raw from how we had split up and I had made a promise to myself to take a little break from dating for a while. Just spend a little time enjoying being single. Men had always paid me a lot of attention so trying to stop myself from flirting back to them was harder than I thought; but I was doing my best.

There was a middle aged man who lived on the same floor as me. I had never really talked to him but whenever he saw me in the hallway as I either left or returned from work he would always smile at me and say, “Good morning miss,” or “Good evening miss.” That was the extent of any communication until one Friday evening when I arrived home from work. The middle aged man was walking down the hallway from my side of the building. He gave me another smile and said, “Good evening miss.” I smiled back at him saying, “Good evening.” He walked past me and continued to his apartment. I got to my door and happened to glance down the hallway as I was opening my door and noticed he was also looking at me as he opened his own door. That’s when I walked into my apartment and saw a note on the floor that had been slipped under my door. I picked up the note and read it. Read more »

Waiting Patiently [FM]

I’m by no means a patient person. I constantly feel as though I should be doing something. When I’m with you, that something is you. God I love the sight of you between my legs. You sucking my clit always makes my breath catch in my throat and to feel you finger my wet pussy drives me mad.

Well last night you were a bit tipsy when I finally showed up to your house. I knew to expect that. I knew you had been drinking all day. Yet, there was no way in hell I was going to turn down a chance to come over and hangout.

You tried to play it cool, but I could tell by your movements that you were still a little drunk from your day out. You moved fast to undress me, but then we lingered in that state. Just naked and pressed against one another. Your cock pulsed between my legs and your hands gripped my ass. That feeling was wonderful, but I hungered for more. Read more »

Visiting Daddy

I was lying in bed snuggled up tight next to Daddy, we had fallen asleep cuddling, me tucked in safe under your chin feeling the warmth of your chest contrasting with the chilly nights of fall. I had been visiting for couple days, the first days and had a growing need to be pulled over your lap and reminded of my place. I know you want to take it slow and make sure I was comfortable before using me like the good little girl I am for you but, I need to be reminded who is in charge.

I felt the bed move, the source of warmth removed and replaced with the soft fabric of the pillow. Lingering in your scent and relishing in the comfort of being near you… I fell back asleep.

You were tired of my pleading for dominance, and you knew exactly how to show me exactly who had the control. Gathered my wrists, raising them above my head and securing them to the headboard. Trailing your fingers down my legs you spread me open and tied my legs down to the corners of the bed. I did not even stir in my sleep. Read more »

Late night fun

I’m not sure if it was the rumbling of thunder or you rolling over in bed that woke me up. Your bare back is to me, shining pale in the low light of the street lamp outside of our window. I move closer and pull your body to mine, pressing my chest against you tight. Your legs draw up, catching mine and I feel you press your ass back and into me, cradling my shaft between your cheeks. I feel myself twitch and start to harden at the feeling of your soft skin against me. You feel it to, I know it. Your hands lead mine to your chest to play with your already hard nipples while your hips roll and rock, further hardening my cock against you. I slid down your back a bit to give myself room to finish getting fully erect against the back of your thighs. You keep grinding and straighten your legs, pressing me hard into you before opening your legs enough for my dick to pop up and slap against your pussy. I feel warmth splash across me and on your legs. Holy shit, you’re so fucking wet. Your hot lips drag against me, leaving a trail of savory, sticky, delicious, juices across me. Your hands play with both of us, delicate fingers bringing out gasps and sighs from us while my face gets buried into your neck, biting you. Your hold on my throbbing shaft changes as you angle it upward and- “oh fuck,” I growl into your neck as I feel your burning hot snatch take me inside. I can feel the resistance of my girth compared to your small sweet tightness. I ram myself in deeper, a sharp cry coming from your lips as I stretch you to fit. Your breathes are raged and fast as I pull down and almost out, feeling just my head inside of you still. It takes two hard thrusts to get back deep in you. Your pussy squelches with soaking grool as I fuck you with deep slow strokes. With one hand around your throat and the other furiously rubbing your clit, I know you won’t last long like this. Your hand are holding your own breasts tightly and I feel you tense and release, tense, then shake with a moan of pleasure as you cum, moving my hand to play with your clit yourself. I watch your lips stretch down around my cock as I pull it out of you. You quickly replace it with a few fingers to catch the last bits of orgasm before it completely fades. Rolling onto your stomach, you grab your ass, pulling your cheeks apart; an invitation. My dick is still dripping with your cum and your pussy was wet enough to drench your tiny asshole. I press my throbbing head against your hole, feeling it twitch in anticipation. As I apply more force I feel myself start to slip in, slowing to make sure it doesn’t hurt you. You press your face into the pillow and scream with pleasure as I completely enter you. As tight as your snatch grabbed my cock, I couldn’t have imagined anything tighter, but this, oh. Fuck. Doing my best to be smooth and gentle, I give shorter strokes, gaining speed as I go. I can feel your hands under my sack playing with yourself and making you moan loudly, drowning out the creaking of the bed as I bury myself inside of you. “Cum for me,” you gasp. “I want you to cum hard.” I can’t help but oblige, it’s been so hard not to already. With a final few strokes I end up deep in you and groan as I finish, feeling your hole milk me dry for every drop I have. I give you a few more thrusts until I’m satisfied and I pull my cum covered dick from your swollen red ass. The wet spot under you is all the way out to your hips, a mixture of sweat and your cum soaking our sheets. Guess we’ll both be sleeping on the couch tonight.

Possession

No distance can keep Sir from controlling his good cumslut. We live far enough away that every once in a while I need a reminder that I am Sir’s and that he owns every part of my being. It became obvious that it had been too long since my last punishment when I began misbehaving. First, it was just an eye roll as we were talking, and then it was when we were playing.

Sir told me that I could touch his dripping wet cunt, but not to cum until gave me permission. As I slid a finger between my soaked lips, I started lightly circling my swollen clit. I had been begging to cum for minutes and I could not be this close to the edge without cumming, while still touching my wet cunt for Sir. This time when he growled “ Not yet, Babygirl” I made the mistake of rolling my eyes. I instantly regretted my actions. His eyes got darker, his brow furrowed, he pressed his lips together, and his entire attitude I saw the change in Sir from a teacher to a Daddy ready to discipline. Read more »