[FM] Beg

He told me to beg for it. His thumb teased my virgin asshole, though he didn’t know I had never been fucked in my ass before. That was my secret. The rumors about me had certainly made their way to Brad, and he assumed that not only had I had anal before but that I loved it enough to beg for it. I was 18 and it was still only my first few weeks of college but already I had developed a suggestive reputation among the fraternities. I was the ‘blonde chick who blew a guy in the middle of a pool party.’ ‘The best fuck you could ever have.’ I was proud of my reputation and certainly didn’t want to let it slip away now. My hunger for praise and attention overwhelmed my rational decision making and I was stuck in a scandalous search for dick and approval.

“Do you like that?” Brad asked as he rubbed his spit on the rim of my asshole. I was on all fours and his cock was already buried in my wet cunt to the hilt. I moaned into the mattress and I felt his thumb begin to push into my tight hole. I fought the urge to tense up, breathing deeply as he worked his thumb deeper. A high-pitched squeal slipped from my lips as he returned to thrusting in my pussy. “Oh, you really like that don’t you? I knew you were a dirty little bitch.”

A new awakening (F/M)

Hi all, so this is my first time writing for others to see – constructive criticism always welcome

Chapter 1 – A new awakening

As The man walked into the the bar on  this crisp night, he commanded my attention straight away. He stood about 6ft 2″ tall wearing a Matt looking dark blue suit complemented by his expensive looking brogues, his crisp white shirt unbuttoned enough to show a hairy patch on his chest but reserved enough to not look silly. He sat down at the bar 2 seats away from and ordered a scotch on the rocks , I watched him for a moment ” Hard day?” I asked, he looked at me said nothing then downed his scotch and started to make his way to the parking lot… Now I am usually a reserved woman who shy’s away from strangers but not tonight, fuelled by an afternoon of drinks due to me losing my job at the accountants I USED TO WORK AT I was determined to not have this man treat me the way he just did.

Of course I like older women! I tie them up and breed them in my spare time (M/FF, bd, anal, creampie, ds, Mdom)

It started after highschool, well technically in highschool but nothing physical until after high school.

I grew up next to this neighbor, let’s call her Agnes. Agnes was the free-spirit, unmarried, do-whatever-I-want type. It seemed like when she wasn’t off hiking or skiing or surfboarding in some faraway place she would sit in her backyard, suntanning right under my bedroom window. I had the sneaking suspicion she was doing it on purpose, but I couldn’t tell through her polarized sunglasses (I was not the most emotionally intelligent kid.)

Suffice to say, I had a huge crush on her all through highschool. All of my fantasies revolved around her in some way, although I never thought they would actually happen. We “flirted” which was pretty much her talking to me, smiling and laughing, while I tried to not have a heart attack.

After I graduated highschool, one day while I was home alone, she knocked on the front door asking for help. Turns out her dishwasher had stopped working and since she heard I was going to college, she thought I might be able to fix it. (It should have occured to me right then and there what was happening but again, totally naive kid.)

Becoming His. (BDSM, Dom/sub, anal, spanking, WS, aftercare, true story)

Staring up at his tall frame, a sudden wave of submission coats my mind and body. His darkened eyes confirm the palpable shift in power, and I become His. With one swift movement, He snakes His arm around my waist and swivels me around until I am trapped between His strength and the cold wall. The coolness seeps through my thin mesh top doing all it can to control the fire spreading between my thighs as He gently lowers his lips to meet mine. At first, His lips are tentative and teasing, as if testing the waters until eventually growing into a deep and urgent desire and I find myself begging to be closer. Pulling away, He grabs my left arm and effortlessly throws me towards the bed.
‘Bend over.’
I comply instantly as if it were second nature, as if He commands my brain and I am merely the body that follows. Bending over, I feel a welcomed draft swim up between my thighs as my obscenely short skirt rides up exposing my pantyless behind, courtesy of Sir’s orders. Suddenly, a sharp sting travels through my right cheek and straight to my sweet spot. He rhythmically continues, His heavy hands simultaneously soothing and swatting. With each blow a low guttural moan escapes me, and I feel the tension in my body dissipate and bliss take its place.

Prias Maiden Voyage [MF]

I was in a dorm, standing at the edge of a bed, with a 20 year old, wild eyed, Pakistani girl laying in front of me. Her legs pulled behind her head, completely opening her self up to me and watching as I gently massaged my cock head against the opening of her ass. Smiling a big, look what I’m about to do smile I wiggled my self closer and closer to my goal.

She said she wanted to try anal for the first time, and given she was the cutest little thing I’d seen in months, who was I to deny the request. When I came into the dorm and saw her taut, petite, little body I couldn’t believe my luck. 5’3″, 115lbs sopping wet and small bouncy little breasts with tiny little brown nipples pierced with a barbell was just icing on the cake.

At 6’5″ and 30 years old I didn’t have much business being in a dorm, but watching her stretch her cheeks apart and seeing that pink little asshole open up for me, well its enough to make a grown man cry. It’s not every day you meet a Pakistani girl who’ll let you near her ass.

Reindeer Games: Prancer [M/F, anthro reindeer x wolf, oral, anal, domination/submission, rough, public, erotica] (AmethystMare)

A little anthro reindeer submits to a wolf’s teasing penetration…

As always, I am open for commissions starting at 30 GBP per 1,000 words – please e-mail arianmabe[at]gmail.com for more information or see my profile!

Razak grinned widely, his tongue lolling out as Prancer, a smaller reindeer with darker spots struck through the brown of her fur, laid herself back along the length of a log, which supposedly was for eating, for him. She pulled her legs back saucily, showing off the slit of her sex, already glistening with her juices, seemingly unbothered by the cold, the snow lining the ground around them. It had already, however, been scuffed up by both cloven hooves and paws.

The wolf had given up on any clothing while the reindeer seemed intent on making use of him before their winter flight, pulling the sleigh together, though he didn’t care all that much how they did it anymore. He had been interested, before, how it was done, but it was hard to care about something like that when he dropped to his knees, lapping sensually into Prancer’s pussy, his flexible tongue spreading her folds, letting her sweetly accept him.

Sulphurette, Pt. 10 — Incubus at the Gym [M/M, Blowjob, Anal, Virgin]

I work with an incubus (a male succubus), who has his own goals in hunting. Here’s a story about one of his recent adventures:

> He heard a whisper in his ear, “Is this your first time with a man?”. He only nodded. The other man kissed him gently along his neck, and whispered again, “Don’t worry… I’ll take care of you.” At which point, he found himself lowered backward onto a high bed. Opening his eyes, he could only see the blonde head and shoulders between his knees. Sparkling eyes watched his face as two hands reached up to grab the waistband of his shorts, and pull them straight to the floor.
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Read more: [sulphurette.com](https://sulphurette.com/part10.html)

[M]y first date with my ex’s Mother [F]

Hey, thanks for all the feedback on the last story with my ex and her mom. There has been some requests to delve further into how that dynamic ended up working out so I’ll work on sharing.

For ease of writing and reading we’ll call my ex Ashley and her mother Rachel.

Ashley ended up spending the first part of the week after we left her mother’s house with me. When we weren’t at work we were spending time together.

Throughout this time period Rachel was texting me and we were getting to know each other better. Some of the messages were platonic about our mutual interests and views. Most were exploring our new dynamic as lovers and sexual partners.

She had just as many conflictions as I did about doing this behind Ashley’s back, but it came up less and less.

More and more we focused on some fun fantasies and devolved into sexting and picture swapping. A lot of this happened while Ashley wasn’t with me, but several times I’d be sitting with Ashley and get a pic of Rachel playing with herself teasing me that she knew I couldn’t play right then.

[MF] She (19F) makes her boyfriend (19M) wear condoms but lets me (45M) go in raw

She’s the kind of smoking hot girl—tall, slender, with perfect oversized tits and an incredible ass—who gets whatever she wants, and what she wants is an adoring boyfriend to cuddle with and an older “daddy” to absolutely screw her brains out.

My other “daddy privileges” (her words) include: Swallowing my cum (she spits out his), giving me free access to anal (off-limits for him), begging me for facials (sorry bud), and letting me take pics and videos (*really* sorry bud) to share with my friends.

If he’s reading this: Thanks man, I’m having the time of my life. Oh, and she wants to stay the weekend; I’ll send her back Monday morning…

How Mandy went from a weak 5 to a solid 10 with one simple choice. [MF]

Ok, here we go. This is a true story from the days of my youth about a girl named Mandy.

I ran into her at the bar pretty early on in my bartending days. I had slept with only a few girls from work at this point, and was sleeping with Laura the MILF nearly every other day so I thought my needs were pretty well covered. Still, I was always looking for the next thing, and as it would turn out, she was it. Mandy was in college, and would come to the bar most Tuesdays with some friends for whatever the Tuesday night special was. She caught my eye pretty much the first time I saw her. I don’t remember exactly why, but some girls had a look or a vibe that I would pick up on right away. Shy, awkward, maybe just a little different, I don’t know exactly what it was with her, but a combination of those things led me to her, and I went for it.