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Part 7: Scared Little Slut is used by Daddy.

I grab a hold of my cock and… point it towards your practically lifeless body, I can sense the little life you have left but I don’t care, I’m done with using you.

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I pick your head up by your chin and see your eyes roll to the back of your head, I whisper out to you “Baby, you’ve wanted it all night, it’s time for Daddy’s cock to be down that beautiful throat of yours”

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You react quickly as I notice you’re not as dead as I assumed, your eyes widen as you see Daddy’s thick cock right in front of you.

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You so to me, “Please Daddy, please let your good little slut taste your delicious cock! I want to feel it’s hardness and thickness as you push it further and further down my throat”

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Your lustful eyes and sexy but submissive voice drives me crazy, usually have full control of what I want to do to you, but tonight I don’t hold back. I grab a hold of your head on each side and line my cock up with your mouth.

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Part 7: Scared Little Slut is used by Daddy.

I grab a hold of my cock and… point it towards your practically lifeless body, I can sense the little life you have left but I don’t care, I’m done with using you.

–

I pick your head up by your chin and see your eyes roll to the back of your head, I whisper out to you “Baby, you’ve wanted it all night, it’s time for Daddy’s cock to be down that beautiful throat of yours”

–

You react quickly as I notice you’re not as dead as I assumed, your eyes widen as you see Daddy’s thick cock right in front of you.

–

You say to me, “Please Daddy, please let your good little slut taste your delicious cock! I want to feel it’s hardness and thickness as you push it further and further down my throat”

–

Your lustful eyes and sexy but submissive voice drives me crazy, usually I have full control of what I want to do to you, but tonight I don’t hold back. I grab a hold of your head on each side and line my cock up with your mouth.

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The Christmas Present [f-solo]

When she got back from the train station, she sank onto her bed and grabbed a pillow for a tight hug. As usual she felt like never did she miss him as much as now, just after he’d left. Their weekend together had been almost perfect, but time flies by and now, she found herself alone again. She scanned her desk for a take-away menu, planing on curing her melancholy with some pizza, when her eyes fell on a rectangular parcel of garish Christmas wrapping paper. She smiled, they had agreed on no big presents this year, but clearly Alex hadn’t listened. Her mood immediately lifted, she abandoned the comfort of the pillow, rose up and snatched the present, only to fall back onto her bed, looking up at it.

A small, folded card was stuck under the ribbon sneaking across two opposite corners, adorning the respectable wrapping effort with a simple bow. She pulled out the card and unfolded it. In Alex’s somewhat chaotic handwriting it read

*Something to keep you company while I can’t ;) Love Alex* Read more »

Late night Fun (MF)

We had just finished a lovely evening on a date. You look so sexy in your dress, so beautiful. On the long drive home i reach over and start to caress your cheek. I caress you as we drive then i move my hand slowly down and start caressing your thigh. Your breath hitches as i raise the dress up your thighs until your panties are exposed.

You spread your legs slowly but my hand travels back up and i pinch your nipple through your dress. You suck in air through your gritted teeth before softly moaning. My eyes never leave the road as my hand once again travels down your body and i cup your pussy. Your panties are already wet and i slowly stroke up and down, feeling you get even wetter.

I push your panties to the side and you shiver as the cool air brushes your melting core. I rub your pussy up and down, bumping your clit with each stroke. I cover my hand in your juices then lift my hand to your face and tell you to lick it clean. Your eyes are closed and you blindly follow my instructions as your tongue flails out of your mouth and licks your cum from my hand. Read more »

The Christmas Present [F][mast]

When she got back from the train station, she sank onto her bed and grabbed a pillow for a tight hug. As usual she felt like never did she miss him as much as now, just after he’d left. Their weekend together had been almost perfect, but time flies by and now, she found herself alone again. She scanned her desk for a take-away menu, planing on curing her melancholy with some pizza, when her eyes fell on a rectangular parcel of garish Christmas wrapping paper. She smiled, they had agreed on no big presents this year, but clearly Alex hadn’t listened. Her mood immediately lifted, she abandoned the comfort of the pillow, rose up and snatched the present, only to fall back onto her bed, looking up at it.

A small, folded card was stuck under the ribbon sneaking across two opposite corners, adorning the respectable wrapping effort with a simple bow. She pulled out the card and unfolded it. In Alex’s somewhat chaotic handwriting it read

*Something to keep you company while I can’t ;) Love Alex* Read more »

[M]y First Time [MM]

*Name changed to protect identity

My first time with a man. My heart was pounding. I don’t know if I want to do this…yes, yes I do. My heart races faster as I walk along a part of Manhattan I don’t usually frequent on my way to his apartment.

The movies don’t do justice to how you might meet someone for an encounter such as this. Most involve a night of drinking at a bar and an eager guy who’s pretty sure you’re into him. He takes a chance and grabs your hand, maybe rests it on his leg. A sure-sign to communicate exactly what he’s thinking. A fairytale montage from the scene at the bar to a cab, and finally the inside of his apartment where he ravishes you in a whirlwind of passion and unknowns that turn into your favorite things you never knew about.

But we live in the 21st century. And those kinds of scenes are reserved for heterosexual people who expect these things to happen in their life naturally. So, this night didn’t start at a hip Manhattan joint under the dim glow of bar lighting and a hot blush across your face you’ve never felt. This happened over an app. With a level of uncertainty. But a world of possibilities awaited me on the other end of this Internet conversation. Read more »

[M]ild initiation o[f] a young girl to the BDSM lifestyle [Long][Part 5]

This is the continuation of a longer story. You can find the previous parts in my post history

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Susan stood there, excited and nervous, waiting for the unknown. I walked up to her, picked her up and gently placed her on my bed. She offered me her hands, knowing that she was supposed to be tied up. I smiled at her eagerness.

“Tonight, your submission is not going to be for me. Tonight, it’s going to be all about you. Your submission, will be to yourself.”

I took her hands and tied them up by her wrists to the headboard of the bed with my belt.

“There are many forms of submission, and while D/s involves submitting to your partner, to fulfill the Dom’s needs and their expectations, a Sub must never forget that the reason she chooses to submit is to experience joy herself. If it is indeed in her submission that she finds joy, does it not make sense that her true submission is indeed to her own pleasure?”

She nodded in agreement.

“Tonight, you’re gonna learn the true joy in letting go. All you need to do is follow my instructions, and focus your attention on the sensations I want you to experience.” Read more »

[M]ild initiation o[f] a young girl to the BDSM lifestyle [Long][Part 5]

This is the continuation of a longer story. You can find the previous parts in my post history

———-

Susan stood there, excited and nervous, waiting for the unknown. I walked up to her, picked her up and gently placed her on my bed. She offered me her hands, knowing that she was supposed to be tied up. I smiled at her eagerness.

“Tonight, your submission is not going to be for me. Tonight, it’s going to be all about you. Your submission, will be to yourself.”

I took her hands and tied them up by her wrists to the headboard of the bed with my belt.

“There are many forms of submission, and while D/s involves submitting to your partner, to fulfill the Dom’s needs and their expectations, a Sub must never forget that the reason she chooses to submit is to experience joy herself. If it is indeed in her submission that she finds joy, does it not make sense that her true submission is indeed to her own pleasure?”

She nodded in agreement.

“Tonight, you’re gonna learn the true joy in letting go. All you need to do is follow my instructions, and focus your attention on the sensations I want you to experience.” Read more »

Debut writer; needs feedback; just a short

Just a short I have finished in comment below, I will keep writing but I want some feedback to keep me on the right track. First-time and second-language writer; constructive criticism on ideas, language and writing in general is asked for. It is very vanilla, advertised as “old-school romance”, just so you know and not expect too much.