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STARSHIP RIMSHOT. Capt. Theremin Spurts for the Yragoth Triplets

Christmas with the Starship Rimshot Girls

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**Most people aspire toward specific joys**, goals

and worldly ambitions. Capt. Theremin of the

Starship Rimshot aspires to other-worldly joys,

goals and ambitions. His most persistent fantasy

has become **a permanent longing, an**

**inconsolable aching to make physical contact**

**with the anuses of the Yragoth Triplets,**

Princesses of Alpha Centauri. He has met them

at parties, and watched their music videos. He

once kissed Kyrm’s erect nipples when she was

drunk on Ganymede. He knows from reliable

sources, all three: Ethlya, Kyrm and Bryol are

available, cheerful, generally promiscuous, and

eager for new adventures with friendly humans.

As much as Capt. Theremin loves Delonia, Queen

of Vega; as much as he loves her royal anus, he

lusts and lusts to gush cream onto, into or very

close to each anus of each Yragoth Princess.

Perhaps they will jack him. Perhaps he will jack

himself.

Truly, the only detail which matters is having his

modest-size erection pressed against their

fannies, semen bursting joyfully. Their tight,

lime-green anuses full of semen. Read more »

I [F] Fucked A Man for the First Time. And I LOVED It

Three days ago I fucked a man and now I’m here. Boy, oh boy, where to begin? With Bumble, of all places. I decided to swipe right on a man who stated he was ENM. This was a first for me, but I wanted to give it a try as monogamy had not been working for me. Something had to change.
The level of communication that M. and I had blown my mind. There was no guessing what he wanted and he was open with his feelings. If he said he was going to be there, he was there. I’m punctual as fuck and usually end up waiting on people. Not M., he’s never late. He was also very curious about what I liked and fantasized about once our relationship ended up in the bedroom.
Because he was so open, it allowed me to build trust with him. Trust that he cared about me and my wants and needs. I had male friends like him, but never dated one before. This trust enabled me to tell him (in text I’ll admit) that I wanted to fuck him. Surprise, surprise he wanted that too. On our next date, movie night at my house, he surprised me. The movie was over and we had moved the sexy part of the evening, and were making out when he said he had to get something he brought.
This amazing man had brought us toys, and all of them were toys that I had mentioned before. It felt like it was curated just for me. The bag of goodies included a vibrator, ass plug, glass toy, rope, and the main star: a harness with dildos. All of sudden my fantasy’s were within reach, and it became a little overwhelming. M. and I ended using the rope to dress me up so to speak, and he proceeded to fuck me senseless. No pegging for him. After he went home for the evening, I regretted not fucking him. It was all I could think about. I invited him over the next day after texting with the him the night before. The sole purpose of his visit was for me to fuck him. And I was ready this time.
The moment had finally come. There he was, on his knees with his perfectly round ass in the air. He was completely hairless as well (something that he had done for years) and it was a huge turn on. I was obsessed with his ass cheeks. They just begged to be smacked. He helped me guide the dildo in and the moan of pleasure he made had me grinning from ear to ear. I started to fuck him with slow and deep strokes, but I needed more. I started to fuck him harder and faster, spanking him a little. He was moaning and saying “Oh god”. I liked it, but something was missing.
I had him flip over onto his back so I could fuck him missionary. Better. I was able to play with his nipples, and he likes it HARD. And I like that he likes it hard. It also allowed him to play with my tits and that really got my juices flowing. We ended up putting a pillow under him and I just started pounding away. In a few minutes he is telling me he’s going to cum. “Yes, cum for me” I say. And just like a good boy, he cums. His whole body is quivering and I want a cigarette (I don’t even smoke). I light up a bowl instead and think to myself “No wonder men are so smug”. This is what it feels like to FUCK someone.
I was fulfilled with the knowledge that his pleasure was the direct result of my fucking him. I did that to him. And I wanted to do again. This was not a one time event for me or him. We cuddled and talked about what we liked, didn’t like, and anything we wanted to try next time. Not only was the sex the best I had ever had, but I have never felt so listened to. He opened up a side of me I never knew I had, and I wanted to explore it all with him.
Our day didn’t end there. We took a break to eat, hydrate, and ended up taking a nap. Well, I tried to nap anyway. While he slept, I just laid there, thinking of fucking him again and what else we could try. I was feeling much more confident, and this lead me to dig deep and own what I really wanted. My imagination was on fire. I knew M. wanted me to be more dominant as he said earlier that he identified as a bottom. Too my surprise, I wanted that too. I wanted to tell him that he was a slut. I wanted to tell him he was a good boy. I wanted to bite his ass cheeks. I wanted to him to take my dick deep in his ass until he begged me to stop. The possibilities felt endless.
M. woke up about 2 hours later and we start lightly petting each other and kissing. I run my long nails up and down his cock, slowly. M. is in love with the feel of my nails and I take full advantage of this. I start to nibble his nipple. His cock gets harder. I have him tie me up again (think decorative, not restraining). As he slowly tied the rope around my body, it felt like we were transferring power. He would tug or tighten and release slowly, as he went down my body. As if showing he was in charge. For now. I started to lick, suck, and bite his nipples. I wanted him to struggle to concentrate on what he was doing. The feel of the rope against my body was intoxicating and filled me with a sense of power.The closer M. got to being done, the more in charge I felt.
Once the roping was complete and we were almost ready for the harness. We stood there kissing while M. rubbed his cock between my legs., sliding it across my pussy, and covering it in my juices. He helped me into the harness and I ordered him to get on the bed and get on his knees. He did and I proceeded to lube up my dick. I no longer thought of it as a dildo, but more as my dick. I slowly pushed my cock into him and he groaned with pleasure. I started to smack his ass while slowly fucking him. My pussy was aching and the feel of the ropes rubbing against it was blissful. But what I loved the most about is how much M. loved it. He loved being pounded by my dick, and I was happy to oblige. I was now the owner of his ass. I asked him “is this my ass?’ and he said yes. I told him what a slut he was and he said “I’m your little slut”. The more he showed interest in being dominated, the more I wanted to dominate him.
I needed to see his face as I fucked him, and had him get on his back. I quickly got my cock back in his ass, and leaned down to kiss him. He held me as I rocked my dick in and out of his ass. I wanted to fuck him for hours. I leaned up and held his legs as I picked up speed. I grabbed his cock and stroked it while my dick plowed into his ass. Everything about the moment was electrifying. M. had to tap out, it had been awhile since his ass had been taken like that.
As I lay there, I slid my hand down to my pussy. It was soaking. I grabbed M.’s hand and told him to feel how wet I was. He was just as pleased as I was to see how much I enjoyed fucking him. He started to slide his fingers in and out, and soon I was grinding on his hand. I needed to cum, bad. M. ended up grabbing the glass toy (reminded me of anal beads but much thicker, and had a little handle). I sucked on it before sliding it into my pussy. It felt amazing. M. starts working it in and out, and I tell him faster. He fucks me with the toy faster and I can feel my orgasm building. I tell him to make me cum, and just like a good boy he does. He doesn’t stop until I tell him to.
It’s been three days, and I don’t feel like the same person anymore. I’m more confident, sexual, open and centered in what I want. Luckily I am on vacation and as I am consumed by my newfound pleasure/kink. I have joined several BDSM subreddits and it was through there that I read about Fetlife. I’m excited to learn and discover all that fulfills me. M. is out-of-town, but we have talked every day, and I can’t wait till he gets back.
***Posted with M’s permission

Who Says You Can’t Get Down At Work? [MF]

I’ve been in a super sexual relationship for about 6-months now, it’s so fucking hot and her drive equals and sometimes surpasses mine which is already pretty high due to the dead BR I inhabit. We work together which makes communicating and seeing one another on a semi regular schedule easy. As we’ve talked and opened up more we’ve shared some sexual bucket list items – public sex outdoors for example. And, we’ve checked a few off our list – her giving me a blowjob in my office for example. Two weekends ago we teased each other for nearly two days and when the planets didn’t align we took things online and commenced to have a super intense mutual masturbation session which concluded with her moaning and shaking as her vibe made her juices flow and my own intense orgasm in which I came all over my stomach and chest. After she told me she’d love to be there to lick it all off me she said, “Next time you’re over I want to masturbate in front of you, this was so fucking hot!” I told her I’d love to watch and participate if she wanted me to. She said, “Totally, watching you is so fucking hot, I’d love to do it together in person, and our rule has to be no touching the other person!” But that’s a story for next time, after it happens! 😂 Read more »

[FM] First date with my husband and first anal experience

Heads up: this story is quite long. I added a lot of detail and context which I thought would add to the story. It was a very special night for me and I wanted to record it as I remember it best I could. I hope you enjoy the story as much as I loved experiencing it. If you’d like you can skip to where the sex part begins (indicated with ******) if the context does not interest you. Also, it is the first time I write anything like this so I hope you enjoy it!

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This is the story of the first date I had with my now husband and also the start of my true sexual awakening. I [F] was 21 at the time and had just recently (about 9 months prior) lost my virginity with a guy I was casually hooking up with. My sexual experience was pretty bland (only this guy and two night stands) and even though I did feel pleasure during intercourse, most of it usually revolved around the guy and their climax. This night I discovered what it meant to truly enjoy and desire sex. Read more »

[M]e and my g[f] put on a sex show for the pedestrians

So it was my gf birthday and I planned a amazing weekend to celebrate it. We went out of state and I booked us a fancy room in a great hotel.

We went to the hotel and checked in to room and when we open the curtain on bedroom it was this glass wall overlooking the streets below[we at 4th floor].

The thought that came to both of our mind was just like we seen many time fucking against the window. But I had planned a lot of stuff for her.

After spending the day doing stuff she liked we came back to hotel and both of us were very tired. She didn’t even try to tease me for sex she knew I just wanted to sleep. So we took a shower, promised her to fuck her brains out in the morning [because both of us love morning sex] and both went to sleep naked.

Next morning she wakes me up with a kiss and she is rubbing my dick very slowly.[she knows how to wake me up] I think it was early in the morning close to 6am. Then I went bathroom to wash my mouth and clean up a little. When I came back to the room she had opened the curtains and turned the all the lights so every one outside can see us. Read more »

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 119-121) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 119: Steve Versus Three

“H-huh?” Steve blinked twice, not believing his own eyesight. Steve was not so innocent to not understand what that thick white liquid was that stained the half-naked green-haired mage. What he did not understand however was the source of the liquid, since the enemy group he encountered was comprised of females only, while all the men that were not Steve were already dead. That’s when Steve finally noticed the bulge between Beatrice’s legs, hidden in her panties.

“W-what… What are you!?” Steve shouted at Beatrice in disbelief. He could not understand how he missed it before, nor could he comprehend why or how such a stunning female beauty—perfect in every way—would have an organ that did not belong to be located anywhere on stunning female beauties. Read more »

I went out with friends, then let a stranger fuck my ass [MF]

It’s been a while since I went out with friends. We finally made plans, the six of us, to have a good night out. But unfortunately, things did not go according to plan. One friend had to cancel due to a minor emergency. As three are parents, and with the responsibilities of parenthood, they were unable to stay late. At the end of the night, it was just me with one friend; since the two of us hang out quite frequently, there wasn’t much point in just the two of us staying late. After chatting for a while, she left; I decided to head to a bar nearby and have one last drink before calling an Uber.

There were some guys at the bar, and I ended up talking with one particular guy. Close to my age, kind of full of himself, and it looked like he spent a lot of time at the gym. A head taller than me and much wider. But he was nice and funny at times and good looking enough for me to have some fun with him. Anyways, we danced and had a good time. Dancing meant he was groping me, not that I minded, and it turned into making out. He eventually asked me if I wanted to leave, and I said yes. Read more »

The Nymphomaniac at Work (M/F;Dominatrix;Workplace)

Sharp bronze rays of sunlight reflected off the tall glass and steel city buildings down ‎into an empty parking lot in front of a Costco, placed between them like a pimple among tense ‎hairs on a woman’s arm. Her concrete skin was awash with veins of cracks and fillings and ‎tattooed with yellow parking designations. Confident pigeons walked about her body in search ‎of crumbs, unphased by the footsteps of vacuous customers on their way back to their cars. The ‎December air was thin. Neon signs waited to clock in for their shift as the sun packed its bags ‎to leave for the night. Puddles of melted snow littered the asphalt lot like blemishes. It had been ‎a warm winter.‎

Rob stood out back at the loading docks passing the time. Men in bright orange and ‎green vests passed by one final time before they too were done for the day, only to return then ‎next morning and do it all over again. Their small talk and chatter kept this dead world lively, ‎Rob thought. He took a sip of the hot coffee in his hand and burned his lip. He lifted his wrist to ‎check the time and his watch stared back at him, telling him he had twenty-eight more minutes ‎to kill. He began making mental notes about what he needed to do once he got home. It was ‎almost the end of the semester and finals were steadily approaching, and brought with them ‎nothing but stress and anxiety.‎ Read more »

[22f] [str8] Collage Party and David[18m]

In my senior year of college, my friend was hosting a party at their house, celebrating graduation. Her parties were always fun, because her family was loaded, the house was ginormous and she always invited a ton of people to live it up. I decided to go of course, but my boyfriend really didn’t want to, and he got really mad at me because I said I was  going. He even tried to make me feel guilty. He could be such a little bitch sometimes.

When I was at the party, my boyfriend kept texting me passive aggressive things until I reached the point where I couldn’t deal with it anymore; so I just shut my phone off. To help forget about I him I found my way to the bar and started drinking my way through my friend’s stash of Malibu. Read more »