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Fucked Hard After Date [MF] [Tongue Split] [Kink] [BDSM] [Creampie] [Anal] [Fisting]

It was such a nice date night. I swing open the door and stumble, tipsy, to the bed. My feet had barely escaped my heels when you grabbed a fist full of my hair and growled in my ear “show daddy what’s under that skirt”. Your growl was so deep, I immediately felt warmth rush to my pussy. I hadn’t worn any panties on our date, and you knew that. Now it was time for the show.

Still tipsy and a little cocky, I lean back and open my legs. Your breath quickens at the sight of my cunt..pink, and getting wetter by the second. I lock eyes with you and lick my lips. In that instant, you lose it. You catch sight of my tongue…or should I say, tongues? I had my tongue split in two because I always aim to please.
You waste no time straddling me, with your knees on either side of my head. Your huge cock is pressing through your jeans and I feel it throb as I lower your zipper. It springs out and I grab your long shaft in my hand, steadying it as I swirl my tongues around your head. Over, under, down the sides. I tease you slowly and painfully, maintaining eye contact the whole time. Suddenly, you grab the back of my head and face-fuck me. Hard. I struggle to breathe as your thick erection fills my airway and my eyes well up with tears. I love it. You guide my head forcefully up and down your shaft, again and again. I deepthroat you for as long as I can as my makeup runs. Read more »

I Met You On a Walk (Part 3) [FM] [Fdom] [Msub] [BDSM]

You hesitated before you got up and led me down a hallway. You paused for a moment before opening the door. Your face was bright pink, ears matching. Impatiently, I swung the door open and wrapped my arms around your neck, pulling you in as I kissed you hungrily. The taste of your lips on mine made me want you right then and there. I threw you onto your bed, I noticed a few dress ties on the floor and grabbed a couple. Right before I could begin tying your hands you stopped, telling me you had something else I could use.

From under the mattress corners you exposed leather clasped shackles. You moved to the head of the bed, reaching under exposing a lead. Intrigued, I studied your face, trying to find any indication as to why you had a lead tied to your bed frame. Abashed, you reached into the drawer of your nightstand and brought out a box. Inside the box neatly laid a black leather collar, a ball gag, and a silken blindfold. You slowly slipped the collar on yourself and showed me the loop the lead attached to. I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. Read more »

[M]y married [F]WB and her teenage Sister-in-Law [FFM]

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Names will not be used to maintain anonymity

I used to be in the Navy and was a little more reckless than I am now that I am older. Some friends told me about Craigslist Personals and we usually cruised them out of humor and to see if we recognized anyone. So many toilet dick pics! We even went so far to hired a pro to play beer pong with us naked for $50 but that story is for another time.

I transferred from training status to my first permanent duty station and had just broke up with my girlfriend and was looking for something quick and easy. So I posted to craigslist and of course got the expected bots and never got any luck on it. About 2 months later I left for a deployment and returned later that year. Read more »

[M/F] [str8] [bdsm] [drugs] this is a little story/fantasy I wrote for my discord server I was hoping it would do well in here

TW: abduction, cnc,
I find you as you take your morning walk around the park, I’ve been watching you for weeks and have been hiding in an alley just waiting for the moment to strike. As you approach on your last lap, I get close enough and hold you down with my chloroform cloth, once you’re limp enough I drag you on my chair and into the back seat of my car, and just so you don’t escape I tie your hands behind your back and use the child lock so you can’t just open the door of my knot fails. Once at my house I use a hankerchief to gag you. Once you wake up, you begin to panick and I just look at you with lust. I begin to tell you my story of how I’ve had my eye on you and just had to have you. I tell you that I’ll let you go on a ransom, and tell you to call someone who might be able to pay it. Once they answer I give them the number of $50,000 and that they only had 24hrs. (But little did they know, I planned to keep you as my toy for as long as you were of use for me) after they agree I begin to work on you, I take of your leggings and your shoes, you begin to freak out so I use more chloroform on you. Once I’ve torn every last bit of clothes off you I put a lush vibrator in your cunt and put it on the highest setting, which wakes you up. I see that you’re moaning and take the opportunity to ungag you and shove my cock down your throat, you try to push it out but I keep forcing it in..after a while you begin to lose brain cells and just focus on pleasing my cock. I pull out and remember I have a breast pump machine and I attach it to the ceiling, and latch your tits on to the machine, as you’re on all fours I get behind you and pull out the vibrator. I then clean it and stuff it in your ass, sliding my cock in your wet cunt. I’ve now made you into my breeding cow. I fuck you for a couple hours and leave my seed inside you, I make sure to hand cuff you to the bottom bed posts so you stay on the ground ready for the next time I want to breed you. After a few weeks of pills you begin to produce milk without being pregnant. Every few days I milk you and collect it to sell to anyone who may need it. And just like that I’ve gained a toy and made profit off of it.

F*ggot DNA Chapter 1 [Gay] [mm] [Mm] [bdsm] [Mdom] [Msub]

*WARNING* This story contains the use of the word f*ggot, also includes underage characters.

Chapter 1

Recently, there was a new gene found within males that has an affect on the way they act. Those with the X version of the gene have an alpha personality and was born to rule over others. Those with the Y version of the gene have a beta personality and was born to be ruled by others. There are also men without this gene and thus has no personality determined by this gene. After these findings, the gene was named the Fag gene and every male in USA was tested for this gene and every future boy born was also tested for this gene.

Every male was then permanently marked with a tattoo on their lower back with a colour, blue for the Y gene and red for the X gene. Those without the gene didn’t have a tattoo. Across all of USA, only 1% of males have a X gene and same with the Y gene. Those with the Y gene are called faggots across the USA and those with X genes are called alphas. Whoever has whichever gene is concealed to make sure everyone is on equal footing, but clearly the hierarchy says other wise. Read more »

Kitchen spanking ( bdsm )

You jokingly swatted me and promptly disappeared into the laundry room. It was a light slap, barely there, it sent no pain signals to my brain. but it sent signals to my pussy, and it immediately clenched with want. I did what my instincts said to do, prepare myself for more. The countertop felt cool through the thin cotton of my night shirt. My hands, outstretched in front of me, palms down against the stone, legs straight, ass pushed up in offering. I closed my eyes and tried to breathe through the anticipatory butterflies taking flight in my stomach. I hear your footfalls as you return to the kitchen , the snick of the laundry room door, and then silence as you freeze momentarily. You walk up be hind me, and pause. I push my ass back and up in a silent plea, and am rewarded with your hands sliding up my ass cheeks, lifting my shirt as you go . I feel your gaze on my unmarred skin, It had been so very long since you’ve spanked me, and my pussy clenches at the intimate memory. I’m brought back to reality by the feel of your long fingers gliding along my seam, my juices coating you. I moan at the contact and push into your hands harder. Your hand leaves my dampness and slides up my body, settling in the center of my back, pressing down firmly. then, warm stingy tingles bloom as your other hand makes contact with my bottom. “one“, I recite in a breathless small voice, wondering who will crack first, me from pain? Or you with need.

My most evil creation [MF, MC, NC]

This is a start of a new story series maybe. Right now it’s a framework outline. It needs to be lengthened and expanded. More scenes and more some actual interaction.

My partner suggested the idea. It’s very, very dark.

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My name is Doctor Franklin. I am sexually and criminally insane. Not that anyone with authority has ever figured that out. The one person who did figure it out became my greatest creation.

Lyra is the head nurse of the hospital. I’m one of the staff doctors. She is my wife. I love my wife. We met when I was first hired.

At the time, she truly cared for the patients of the hospital. Working to help them recover emotionally, physically, and near lovingly cared for even the worst of them. Those who would spit on her, bite her, etc. She learned how to handle them and calm them down and convince them to allow her to help them.

When I was hired I couldn’t help but notice Lyra immediately. She is one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. 5’10” tall, long light brown hair normally kept in a bun at work. But what really drew me were be pale blue eyes. Read more »

Stress Relief: Part 1, Birth of a Trans Camgirl [Trans, Bisexual]

Anyone whose ever subscribed to my reddit accounts knows that I’m too horny for my own good. I’ve been this way even before I transitioned to womanhood. I was the kind of guy who masturbated a few times a day (which worked out really well when I became a chaote) and I prayed for it to be lessened with hormones. When they hit I found myself lit like a fire from head to toe. My breasts began to bud and my nipples puffed out, which I always had a fetish for on the girls that I dated. I would lay in bed on my side and run my hands up and down my body to imagine what it would feel like to have a partner rub me before sliding their fingers into my ass. My nerves were so sensitive that when I’d sit at work and find the slightest sensation brushing against my nipples would send shivers through my whole body, making my toes curl and the newly softed skin on my legs would tease my clit as it hardened in my pants. Agony was every day that I couldn’t keep my clit slowly dripping as my cum thinned from the milky white to a clearer fluid and it sweetened. Read more »

I [F] shared a BDSM fantasy with my husband [M] and he delivered beyond my wildest dreams

*First piece of naughty writing ever, so please be gentle. <3*

*I’m leaving this story exactly as presented to my husband. I was incredibly nervous sharing my fantasy with him, but as he read it, his hardening cock told me he was more than willing to indulge me. We just started exploring aspects of D/s, and it’s opened up a whole new world for me. Needless to say, the fantasy was acted out, and exceeded any expectations!*

Sir, I think the hard thing to ask you for is degradation mixed with the gentleness, there’s something about it that I can’t seem to shake.
Throughout the day, I think of you grabbing my hair and telling me what’s in store for me this evening, calling me your dirty slut, whore and fucktoy, while touching my face gently and kissing me sweetly. You sneak a pinch here, a slap there, enjoying my torment.

When we’re upstairs, you start a gentle spanking, first over my clothes, just with your hand, then getting more intense and bare skinned, and right before I really start to squirm, you stop. You ask me if I’m wet, and I blush. You decide you need to check, showing me just how drenched I am, taking quite a few languorous licks yourself, driving me to the edge, then you stop yet again. Read more »