The Silence Game [Mf][bondage][bdsm]

**I’m trying my hand at a more realistic fantasy. Something within the realm of possibilities. This story starts soft but gets much more…intense later on. Enjoy!**

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She walks up to the dorm building with a smile on her face, ready to spend the night with Sir. She had been really good all day, studying in the library for hours, running a meeting, and catching up with with friends, but now she was ready to spend time alone with him. Her black skirt swooshes against her thighs as she walks up to the side door, sending a message to Sir that she was waiting outside.

She looked up at the sky, feeling an immediate wave of calm wash over her at the sight of the beautiful starry night. The moon had a small ring of rainbow light around it, a sight her mind has linked to Sir for many months now. It’s a good sign and paints a blinding smile across her face.

At the sound of the door opening, she quickly turns around, “Boo!” She says, running towards him and getting lost in his arms. It’s a normal greeting for them, one that’s helped garner a few very confused looks from strangers who accidentally open the door before Sir. She sometimes gets too excited to check first. Oops.

Lightning struck at the gy[MM][First time][Gay]

First off, English isn’t my first language so if any sentencing or phrasing is weird please point it out so I can improve the story and my writing skills.

As is tradition let’s start with a little backstory about me. I’m a 22 years old guy named David, 5’11 and around 160 lbs. My whole life I’ve been mostly straight: For a dare I once kissed with a guy, occasionally use a small vibrator on my ass and I sometimes masturbate to gay- and trans porn. For the last half year I’ve been going to the gym about 3 / 4 days a week. The results have come nice as I’ve lost my prosperity belly and gained some nice muscle in my arms and back leading to some compliments from my surroundings. The gym is coincidentally where this story begins.

There’s this guy that goes to the gym at around the same days and time as me. He’s about 6’3 and probably close to a lean 200 lbs. his lifts are as impressive as his physique an because of his blonde hair I’d affectionally nicknamed him Thor. Thor and I never really interacted during our workouts beside the usual head nods and asking how many sets we’ve got left.

[MF] With No Further Ado: Here’s “That Feisty-Ass ?? Puerto Rican (Parts 1 & 2)” For You…

So, I had this little Puerto Rican/Italian vixen that I used to share intimate encounters with (We sort of fell out, and I told her to never contact me again.). I used to lick at her thick ass from the back burying my tongue deep in the back chambers of her butt. She begged for me to smack her meaty asscheeks simultaneously while my tongue impaled her backdoor. Every poke of my tongue somehow produced either quietness or screams of mayhem. Sometimes she assisted me and parted her ass meat for me to vanish behind its width. I would continue to rain down my RUMPILINGUS treat for her to fancy herself with. She’d insist that I spank her butt roughly until red bruising appeared on the ass surface. I’d comply once more and fight the want to push my raw cock inside of that humongous flagrant buttocks leaving a trail of my pre-cum on those tasty-ass handlebars. And, I didn’t leave that shaved pussy out of the complicated equation; I licked at it also with just as much vigor as I did her ass. I spared no punches on that vagina and its pulsating clitoris. Although many times her orgasm took forever to come along, I still found excitement in the pilgrimage and despicable journey. I know she thinks of my face in her backside periodically. I know she thinks of how her pussy sat inside my face like bugs in a spider’s Web. I also remember the technique this feisty little Puerto Rican damsel enacted while jacking at my cock meat until I spewed all over the place–that head is TOP TEN of all times in my book. I wonder if my cunnilingus and anilingus acts faired just as well in her book. I don’t know, only she does…

I went to a gloryhole for the first time last night. [MF]

I wanted to do something crazy but I didn’t have the time or energy to prepare for /u/Rahnethelezslut’s challenge yet. But my Gloryhole Swallow membership expired and I don’t have the money to renew it yet, and so I did something out of my comfort zone.

I googled adult theatre places in my town and found one. I didn’t think there would be many people there and I was right, but I went on a Saturday night which probably helped.

I went in wearing a hood up and a mask on my face just so I wouldn’t be recognized on the off chance someone knew me, but I painted my nails so the guys would know I was a real girl when I put my fingers through the hole.

I was in there for a little while before anyone showed up! I got naked except for a pair of shorts (I know what must be on every surface in there, I’m not sitting on anything naked) and waited while I played with myself for someone to come.

Sex With A View [FM]

Hi there! I’m back with another one of my favorite conquest stories. This one is kind of long so I apologize.

I was in the middle of my casual dating phase and became infatuated with a local chiropractor (we’ll call him Justin). We had been dating for a couple weeks and had yet to “consummate” the relationship. We were at a nice dinner when Justin mentioned he would be going to a health care convention in Dallas over the next weekend.

“Would you like to come with me? I only have to attend and speak at a couple of expos and then I’m pretty much free to roam the city. And the entire weekend is comped! Even the hotel room.”

“An entire 3 day weekend in an awesome city? Hell yeah, I’m in!”

“Excellent. I’ll change my RSVP to two people,” he said as he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me so that I was leaning against him, and resting my head on his shoulder.

“Just make sure you only ask for one king sized bed,” I said playfully. I let my hand graze over the front of his pants, ever so gently. He looked down at me with a wicked smile and kissed me enthusiastically.

I hate fucked my friends wife in front of him [MF]

The other night a friend of mine, Mike, and I had a couple of beers and talked all night long about sex, our wives and our darkest kinks. I told him, that I loved sharing my wife and she loves having multiple men with her. It gives her a level of attention I could never satisfy her with. After we discussed our adventures in detail, he admitted nervously that he has very similiar thoughts and already discussed it with his wife, Jessie. He explained that he is more of a cuckold and his fantasy is a bit about being degraded as her lover.

He shyly asked if I was interested in participating in such an adventure and if I’d be ok with fucking his wife. Wow. I was becoming really nervous at this point. I always had a mixed relationship with his wife, she can be nice but she can also be a total bitch from time to time. She is rude and unfriendly and don’t take you serious, as in like talking to a little kid.

[MF] The King Of The Atlanta Craigslist Scene:

Since 2011, I’d been posting ads on Craigslist here in the Atlanta Metropolis (until the site terminated its casual encounters section a few months ago). At first, it was a way to blow off steam after having up-and-down days of self publishing book sales. Plus, I think my ego wanted to know if I was able to stimulate a woman’s libido like I had done numerous times in the past. If I remember correctly, the first woman I entertained during that period was House sitting around the Lindbergh area of North Atlanta. She was a gorgeous redbone with a huge ass, and I ate at her asshole and pussy with such expertise, but she wouldn’t let me fuck, though. I left her spot with a leaky penis frustrated as a motherfucker. Between that time and the time the dating section of Craigslist was put to an abrupt halt, I’d entertained about 500 women. Some of those hookups were memorable, and the thoughts of some I should leave on the backburner of my mind–like the one that had a couple of shit pebbles in her butt when I began to eat her asshole from the back. Anyway, you’ve read a few of the adventures of my playmates like my fine-ass white Lilburn Cougar, my White Slut, and the thick rump sister from off of Campbellton Road up in southwest Atlanta. There’s also my feisty Puerto Rican honey that lives up around Gwinnett County that drives me insane with her crazy-ass antics. My Caribbean Queen still haunts me weekly because I’m so confused, and I feel as though I’m cheating on her mouth when I’m fucking her pussy and asshole (like here: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5b15e5b584540). Don’t worry people; I’m not going to leave you hanging. I think I’ve found my place here, my niche in this subreddit, and I’m going to continue creating the stories that depict the true life stories of my Craigslist dalliances. They’re hot, and I’ve been a thrill seeker my entire life. So, just sit back, relax, and image what I’ll be throwing in your lap in the near future. Oh, and if you’re a legal-aged female here in the Atlanta area, neighboring Alabama or South Carolina, remember we can make delectable music together…

Fun Car Ride [M]

We meet online in a forum post.  We had more than one flake out so we did not have high hopes to actually have a third with us for drinks.

The time came as we snagged a table out of the way of most. She looked amazing in a dress that extended down to her knees and showed what I thought was just the perfect amount of her amazing breasts. She ordered a beer and I picked up a jack and coke and started talking about what our plans will be if he didn’t show. Just as if on queue my phone vibrates with a message from him saying he was just walking in the door.

We waved to him once we saw him walk in and he took a seat across from us. He ordered a drink and we sat and talked some. Knowing we meet under the premise of having sex our small talk was a little awkward to say the least. After my Wife and him were well into their third drink I took my phone and texted her real quick to see how she liked him.

[MF] Return Of That GODDAMN Lilburn Cougar:

So, my dear Lilburn Cougar: you have a man now, huh? That’s funny; I just busted gallons of nut in your tight white ass a few weeks ago; you move quickly. I guess that’s why you haven’t been answering the phone as of late. Now, you can’t participate in sexual activities with your boy anymore. WOW! I thought we were better than that. I assume we aren’t, and the truth is we weren’t the open-enough fuck buddies that I imagined. I won’t worry, though. I’ll take this to the chin the way you took my dick to your throat. Remember how great you made my erection feel during our last meeting–the way that cougar mouth worked its magic on my phallus. I’m going to miss your neck bone stimulation, and even more, I’m going to be a nostalgic mess. You knew what you were doing when I left your house (as always): pulling me into your den and feeding me those fellatio scraps along with that wide rump. You knew I was your cub waiting for you to allow me to suckle upon those nipples. It’s all good, though. I want you to remember this when you’re alone at night marveling over times past when my tongue was buried underneath your clit. You will obsess over my ass diving in the future also. You will drown in images of my lips between your legs pulling at your entire pearl tongue until you orgasm. That was my job: to keep that thang satisfied. You will wake up from dreams of me beating at that pussy from the back. Then, you’ll revel in the afterthought of riding my black cock and you squirting all down my shaft. Those were just a few ways I entertained you with my exposed self. I fucked you rapidly at times (soft and gentle on other occasions). Our missionary fucking intrigued us both. I rammed my entire length into your accommodating entrance, and you screamed to the beating of my nocturnal forces. You tasted my nipples and begged for more. You insisted that I dumped my entire cum supply within your vaginal opening. Tell me you remember that? Tell me you remember how your bed squeaked to the intensity of our fuck fest? But, I’ll end the story there for now, Sandy Smith. Have it your way for this time being, my Lilburn Cougar. Flounder around on your high horse for now. I don’t know if my mouth or I will be here to greet you when you’re like Carly Simon: you know, you coming around again. You’ve retreated into the darkness; have you soon forgotten that I am/was your light? One things certain, though: you will miss me, My love, as always…

Any other Authors like this?

I just read [this](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07DMX85MF) and was kind of surprised to find it had a somewhat-original narrative voice (unlike everything else, which reads the same, you feel me?.)

Anyone who’s read this know an author who has a similar style? I need more.