Bondage Dating

**bondage dating**

today I want to devote myself to a very beloved passion of mine, Bondage Dating. I as a masochist love such dates very much because several of my desires are served. I am dominated, restricted in my movements, made available for every action that the dominant sadist wants to commit to me, I am strapped to his imagination, I am deprived of my movements. I am at that moment an object of his lust, I love this hopeless pressure, the shackles, the leather, the chains and the ropes. At the same time Bondage Dating is an aesthetic gathering, it’s an art session and I’m part of this erotic gorgeous session. Bondage dating is helplessness. hopelessness and that is so exciting that the pleasure knows no increase, it is perfect. With Bondage Dating you can incorporate all the other exciting fetishes of BDSM, whether Tease & Denial, Orgasm Control, Anal Sex, and so on …… All these beautiful, exciting, extremely lust-provoking fetishes merge into Bondage Dating wonderful blandness of a BDSM session in which I lose myself, go beyond my limits of lust and become completely one with my erotic desires and their fulfillment.

**sm relationship meaning**

Chemistry

My decision to go to school was not entirely my own. College applications littered the kitchen table every time I would sit to eat breakfast. The same lecture penetrated my ears but nothing could get to me. After the argument about who would pay, I decided to get my grades up and gather as many scholarships as I could. Soon the effort paid off and I was able to go a college of my own choosing. My parents argued about my choice but I realized that it was my own adventure and they couldn’t do anything about it. The journey seemed easy as I already had a roommate and classes that peaked my interest in so many ways. One class in particular was computer science. The first day in class, we were assigned a twelve page paper and we had to create a game in JavaScript in two weeks. The stress was unbearable but exciting at the same time.Two weeks had passed and it was time to turn in my paper and project to Professor Fera. A weird exchange formulated as I gave him my paper to grade. An eyebrow raise as he looked intensely at me then took the paper from my hands. The next day class went on as usual then we were dismissed. I started to grab my things when the Professor called me to the front to talk about my paper. He told me to have a seat on his desk because he wanted to talk to me about the paper I wrote. Although I had seen him everyday for two weeks I didn’t realize how blue his eyes were behind his circle lenses. He paced in front of me for a moment then gently ran his fingers through his dark curly hair. “Tabitha, your paper is decent but it lacks some significant understanding about coding.” He stood for a second looking through me as if my response should appear magically.Then suddenly he stood right in front of me as my legs dangled from his desk. His lips became moist as he kept questioning me about the paper. My fat bottom began to warm his desk and I could feel my pussy swell up with juice. His intensity set my body ablaze and I wanted him to do something to me. “Tabitha are you listening to me?” he moved his glasses down to the edge of his nose focusing on my thighs. I snapped back into focus and told him yes I am listening. Standing, he leaned in close to me and stood in between my thighs. “Tabitha your paper needs some fixing but I can help you if you want me to?” he laid the paper down next to my thigh and gripped them with both his hands. Massaging my thighs he leaned closer to my ear whispering,”Do you want to be my best student?” as his two fingers pushed inside me in and out. I started to moan, but he put his hands to my lips to quiet my desire. The pulsating of my pussy reached a higher level as his fat cock begin to push against his pants. I asked him could I suck it and thats when he said,”One lesson at a time Tabitha.” he stopped fingering my wet pussy and told me to turn around. I was so high off his words that I turned and bent over on his desk. As my heart raced I imagined his fat cock deep in my anal. I wanted him to fill my hole so bad that I had already created the scene in my mind. The Professor spread my fat bottom and licked me all inside. His tongue put me over the edge and I felt as if I wanted to cum so badly but thats when he stopped, smacked my ass and said, “Tabitha join me and my wife for dinner tonight I love to share.”[Lfconfessions ](http://lfconfessions.com/2017/05/31/chemistry/)

Role swapping and ‘mutual anal'[MF]

I consider this the first time i get properly pegged because the girl was amazing and the dildo was a good size. I did it once before going after a craigslist ad but the woman was old, odd, and the dildo was tiny….so i went back to craigslist and to try again.

I found an ad posted the night before for a girl who was interested in “mutual anal”. I wrote to her interested what “mustual anal” meant. we start to text and it turns out she is addicted to anything anal but her boyfriend doen’t like anal at all she she is starving for some anal play. She likes to use a strap on and then get pounded in her asshole. I tell her about my past experience and how disapointed i was, she then tells me that she has a big cock for me to worship and will strech my asshole out. I boast the same, confident that my 7.5″ cock is bigger than what most girls allow near their assholes. We text like that all morning until I suggest we meet for a lunch fuck. She agrees and sends me the address.

A Random Act of Follow-Up [FM]

I posted this story on another, now defunct account. I’m still often asked by those who’ve read my collaborative [success story](https://www.reddit.com/r/RandomActsOfMuffDive/comments/7ostfc/success_f4m_denver_or_how_i_learned_to_stop/) what happened after. Our second meeting was actually the most fun I’ve ever had, so anything that noteworthy is worth sharing, right?

To recap: I connected with my play date through RAOMD. We met up in December for the first time. After nearly a month of exchanging messages and trying to meet up, we were finally able to do so. Our night together was an absolute blast. He got me off more times than I could count with his skilled fingers, tongue, and cock. He also claimed the title of the best oral I’ve ever had. By the time we parted ways, I was sore (no one had ever worked my pussy that well), dripping wet, and already making plans for our next meeting.

My Saturday Night: my virgin ass gets fucked and stretched for tge first time…and i loved it. The final chapter. [FM]

Part 3: **** the final frontier (2 givers make a right ol’ dirty time)

He licks my neck and with his right hand starts squeezing my tits all while fucking me with short, fast strides. He moves his hand from my tits to my neck and squeezes, choking me. He puts his cheek to the side of my face and quietly but firmly calls me his cum slut and tells me I’m a bad girl. As he continues to tell me what he wants me to do and how he wants me all I notice is how deep and raspy his voice is and I don’t fucking hear anything else just agree and say yes sir, yes daddy. He pushes me back down, hands on the bed again and starts pulling and grabbing my hair into a ponytail, holding it as he’s fucking me from behind. He slows and suddenly stops and slowly pulls out; feeling his cock slide out of me makes me want to push back, I don’t want his cock to leave my pussy. I hear him sigh as I feel the tip leaving my pussy, and i look back at the same time to see his cock bounce and flap up and down only a few times as it does. Only a few times, he’s still Rock hard and it quickly stills, stays there pointed at my ass; I can almost feel the heat from it as it’s inches from me.

Double-Teaming a Woman with My Husband [FFM]

The night after a crazy MFMFM fivesome session with friends, my husband Ace had arranged an FMF threesome with Bonnie, a hot 40-year-old surfer chick from Jersey. The two had met at this high-end sex party we went to a few months back – while I was busy doing a breathplay + electroplay scene with my slave – but Bonnie was only an observer that night. When they finally fucked a few weeks ago, Ace said it was some of the best and roughest sex he’d had in a long time. So he was eager to meet up with her again, this time with me included.

We started with a delicious dinner in the East Village followed by an extremely weird but exquisitely well-acted off-off-Broadway theater performance. The play was not exactly the best choice for setting a sexy mood, but everyone was on board with what was going to happen afterwards, so we got into Bonnie’s car and drove up to our place without any uncomfortable wondering or negotiating.

My Husbands First Gay Experience [MM],[MMF]

Last weekend I was invited, by Penny and Pat to join them in Vegas for their anniversary.

This invitation wasn’t to catch up or celebrate, it was an invitation to fuck them both. I had met Penny and Pat on the speedo Forum that I run. Pat was a swimmer in school and had always had a thing for speedos. He met Penny in college and she is turned on by guys in speedos and encouraged Pat’s fetish. Over the years we exchanged photos and stories.

Penny and Pat had experienced sex with more than just each other but only after a game of strip poker and there was no bisexual contact, it was two couples just swapping partners.

Pat has no guy/guy experience but it very curious and seeing her husband with another guy is Penny’s number one fantasy.

When Penny and Pat decided to spend a couple of days in Vegas for their 6th wedding anniversary they shot me a message asking if I’d like to join them. Of course I’d love to join them!

Without further a due, I’m going to hand this over to Penny…

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Worth the wait [fm]

It was 9am and I’d just started my work day when I got a text from the guy I’ve been having the most amazing sex with. It’s a photo. I can’t open it because I’m in an open plan office and I know it will 100% not be safe for work. I pocket my phone and slink off to the bathroom to view it privately.

It’s a photo of him holding a butt plug. I flush and get wet instantly. A few flirty texts back and forth and I discover that that’s not the only toy he’s bought. My mind is racing and I can barely concentrate, my mind keeps wandering to what will happen tonight and I’m a squirming, fidgeting mess. After the longest most torturous day the time arrives when we’ve both finished work and are free to play.

To set the scene I’m 5’1, curvy, blonde, green eyes, freckles, a good ass and e cup tits. He’s 5’11, light brown hair, beard, with a nice thick dick that is not too big and not too small, it’s just perfect. Oh and a cheeky smile ;)

My Saturday Night: my virgin ass gets fucked and stretched out for the first time…and i loved it. [FM] Part 2

Part 2: I love anal

He slides his cock in me slowly and I let out a sigh, a long breath and instantly feel relaxed. In the one slow thrust in my ass, I know I love anal. I hear him quietly moan “fuck”. He starts taking long, slow strokes, he can’t see me but my eyes are closed and I’m biting my bottom lip hard, I want to want to say harder but I’m a little scared. As if he reads my mind just then he asks, “you ok?” I can’t even form words to respond, just say “mmhmmm”.

“Harder?”

I sigh “yes” and then he starts picking up the pace and I immediately started moaning, breathing heavier, getting louder and louder. I start thinking fuck I may cum from this. As one of those women who find it hard to climax with a partner, I’m thinking “noted”.

He’s going faster now and I’m so close but this is all too new right now. He slows and stops and slides his cock out of me. Takes his hand and slides it from my pussy to my asshole, slowly but firmly; I almost feel a rush to cum as his fingers run over my clit. He bends down and takes a big long lick.

The making of a Hotwife [mfm] [fm]

This was it. The moment was here. As I looked down at my wife she took me into her mouth as she’d done hundreds of times but there was something different this time. There were a mix of emotions in her eyes, all changing by the minute. But what I saw when we made eye contact was fear. Was this alright? Should we stop? But I looked down at her and without speaking gave her a look that calmed her and said without speaking “It’s ok, this is what we’ve talked about for months and fantasized about for years. It’s ok”.

She seemed to understand and relaxed a bit. I gave Ryan a slight nod. The look changed to excited and as he pushed into her it slowly transitioned to pleasure… yes, this is what she wanted.

But let me back up….

One of the things I had always found most interesting about my wife – puzzling really – was that she’d only had one boyfriend and a handful of dates prior to me. And she was 100% a virgin. She wasn’t religious, her parents were especially conservative and she was certainly an attractive young lady. And when asked about it her answers were a mix of no one ever asked and confidence issues that kept her from dressing sexier.