[MF] My First Dungeon Experience: Being used as a redditor’s plaything – Part II

[PSA – please be aware this was all between two consenting adults, and I am entirely grateful to this redditor for giving me this incredible experience]

After having a moment to recover, my tits were untied and my nipples were finally realised from their cups, accompanied by piercing screams. They throbbed for over a week afterwards.

Sometimes I wish I wasn’t such an overt slut. After seeing the selection of anal hooks on the wall, I selected the largest one (such a show off and keen to impress) – which was inserted into my most precious hole and tied to my ponytail, leaving me permanently arched with my big ass and tits sticking out even more prominently.

There I was, in position, tied to a bench with my legs splayed and arms handcuffed in front of me. I was dripping with his cum and needing to piss (stay hydrated people) – and ever the gentleman, he placed a container below to give me some ounce of dignity. He began hitting my ass, first of all with floggers, moving up to cat o none tails, and culminating with a selection of canes. By this point my screams were probably starting to give him a headache, so he shoved a ball gag into my mouth for good measure too.

Fuck My Wife [MF]

***All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older***

“I need you to fuck my wife.”

It took me a second to register what he was telling me. I had received a lot of strange requests over the years in my job as a professional mediator, but this was a new one.

The requestor, Derrick, was a client of mine. I had just helped his company resolve a particularly ugly dispute and, as a thank you on top of payment for services rendered, he had invited me to his house party he was throwing tonight.

I hadn’t planned on staying long and was just finishing my glass of merlot when derrick pulled me aside in his backyard. He told me he had one more favor to ask of me. I asked what it was. Then he told me he wanted me to fuck his wife.

“You…you want,” I stuttered. “You want me to fuck Lexi?”

He nodded and confirmed, “Hell yeah, I do.”

“I…uh…,” I scanned his face to look for any signs that he was joking. It didn’t take much long to tell he was dead serious. “Why?” I asked.

Clementina, Part XXXI – Conclusion and Author’s Afterward [fantasy, transgender, anal, lactation, incest(m/d)]

WARNING: THIS FINAL PART INCLUDES WEIRD SLIMY SEX, ANAL, INCEST, LACTATION, AND TENTACLES.

If you’re the kind of person who ignores warnings and regrets it later, have this: r/eyebleach

There are transgender people in this story, there are monsters in this story, and there are transgender monsters in this story. I AM NOT IMPLYING TRANSGENDER PEOPLE ARE MONSTERS. I am just having fun with genders, ‘cause, after all, ain’t that the point?

This story assumes you have read all previous parts. If you haven’t you will probably find some of this bewildering.

It’s a wrap! I hope you have enjoyed this story as much as I have enjoyed creating it.

There is a brief author’s afterward at the very end of this part, so please stick around at the end.

Clementina, Part XXXI

Chapter 7: Goddess

The room glowed purple as the tentacles lowered me to the ground. Another pillar of light appeared at the far end of the room opposite the door.

Makala took my mother’s hand and led her to the pillar of light, placing her next to it.

A soft, feminine voice called out:

Groped, Betrayed, Blackmailed…a new chapter [ non consensual] [humiliation][oral] [anal play]

Part 4

Charles’ comment elicited another big laugh from the drunken group. “Bet that’ll leave a mark” someone said. More boisterous guffaws. Arthur liked it. He was seriously thinking about sharing what he had “heard” with his wife. But not, of course what he had just participated in. But then he thought better of it. He didn’t think she would tell anyone, but if she did and people started talking, it might mess up his new playground. And he intended to play there again.

The Hippie MILF Sucked me Dry. [MF]

This story is about a short fling I had with a woman when I had returned home college. I was at work and started reminiscing about various little events that happened during my time with her. Her name was Victoria (not her real name). I was in my mid-20’s and she was well into her 30’s. I guess during this time in my life at least for the next five years or so, most of my partners were older single moms. I had met Victoria through some friends, and we exchanged numbers and soon enough started hanging out more and more often.

Victoria was a woman with a thin woman with wide hips, big ass and small but shapely tits. She was a hippie, free spirit-y type person and to my memory it always felt as if she was constantly wearing either a loose dress of some sort or yoga pants and would rarely wear any panties or bra because she found them uncomfortable (or so she claimed). We would jam together in a little band and in the beginning there was some light back and forth flirting, but that quickly gave way to something more

The Hotel Getaway [Gay] [M4M] [CNC]

“Come on in here and wrap your mouth around this dick boy!” The older man welcomed me into his hotel room.

What the hell was I doing?! About an hour ago I had casually searched around online, looking to see if anyone in the area might possibly want some company. I really hadn’t expected to find anyone. Let alone in the very hotel I was staying in.

My wife had been laying beside me, passed out drunk from our bar trip earlier. I was horny as fuck and looking for release. So, I thought I’d just browse around a bit.

The guy and I started talking. I sent him a couple dick pics, and he reciprocated almost immediately. God, he was so much bigger than me!

I explained my situation, and our conversation took an odd turn. He began asking if my wife had any clothes I could wear. I told him I really wasn’t into all that. He insisted though, saying it would help set the mood.

Figuring I needed to hurry this along, I reluctantly agreed and told him I’d throw something on of hers and be right over to his room.

THE HEART-SHAPED HOT TUB

Hey everyone, happy Friday! I would just like to thank everyone who ended up reading “the Atom Bomb”! All of your upvotes mean the world to me!

The idea for today’s story; a VERY enjoyable time in a hot tub, was based on an original concept from
u/RepulsiveAd2495, and it’s over twice as long as my last short story. So please, sit back, relax and enjoy yet another gassy blast to the past. Happy reading!

FETISH DISCLAIMERS: Farts, feet & masturbation.

CHAPTER ONE:
A WARM WELCOME

The avocado green AMC Gremlin pulled up to the main building of the Cupid’s Notch Resort.

“Finally, we’re here”, said Tara Olsen. “Two-and-a-half hours behind the wheel is more than enough for me. That traffic was crazy! I’ve gotta get some rest before we can think of doing anything tonight.”

“Don’t be such a spaz Tara, you’ve gotta relax! We’re gonna have the time of our lives these next few days and I don’t want you ruining it! We might have dodged a huge bullet by leaving Cindy back in the city, but I don’t want you ruining it in her place.”

A pet diary – Pet in the Pod [bd][ds][F32][M38] Part 3

Previous parts:

A pet diary – Pet in the Pod [bd][ds] Part 1 from eroticliterature

A pet diary – Pet in the Pod [bd][ds] Part 2 from eroticliterature

DAY 6

Dear diary,

I’m being thorough in my writing and it’s taking me a long time to get through each day, so I still have some backlog and I’m now to relate what happened three days ago.

I woke up sore to the sound of the alarm. I had no sheet or blanket covering me and I was sleeping on the floor for the first time, so there was no desire of staying there any longer. I tossed and turned a lot during the night, missing the softness of a mattress and the comfort of a pillow and my back and hips were now complaining about the whole ordeal.

I almost stood up before I remembered that I wasn’t allowed to. Glad I caught myself on time and started crawling to the bathroom. I didn’t want to know what kind of punishment I’d receive by failing such a simple task.

Chance Encounter [21+] [MF] [Straight Sex] [Interracial] [Busty] [Enhanced Boobs] [Anal] [Flirting]

This night out was exactly what the doctor ordered. I had been working my ass off for a promotion, and it finally came. It was more than I bargained for and then some, so the work I had put in was worth it in the end.

“Celebrating, huh?” the dark-haired bartender asked as I ordered another drink.

“Yeah, you can say that,” I nodded.

“What’s the occasion?” she said as she poured out my drink order.

“A big promotion,” I said as I started to stare at her.

She was good-looking, but I could already tell the sign that she was happily in a relationship as she was already staring at her phone.

I was not on the prowl, but I wouldn’t be turning it down if something came along.

“That’s good,” she said as she was already on her way to one of the other patrons.

I was nodding my head to a song that was playing when a ginger-haired lady cut in front of me and placed a drink order.

“Excuse me,” I said.

“Not interested, sorry,” the lady with the ginger hair said as she brushed me off.

[FM] Blowing a Professor

So I’ve been working as an escort for a year or so now.

A new client started seeing me in April. A bit old. But a great fuck. Like 30 mins straight every session. Booked an hour and paid extra for anal and roughing me up every session. Who was I to complain. Came by once a week.

I started a summer course at university. Guess who the professor is 😬

I was obviously in my civilian attire. Baggy clothes. Hair tied up. No make up. Glasses. I was also sitting in the back so he didn’t recognize me.

I tried to escape during the break. I had my mind half made up to drop the course. I wasn’t skilled enough though and he saw me.

Things got awkward but we kept our composure. We agreed to talk at the end of the day.

After the break I figured what’s the harm. He already saw me. My personal info is basically exposed to him already. It’s an easy course. What the hell.