I just turned 20, now I’m releasing my craziest side hahaha, I love BDSM, strong sex, submission, very strong anal sex…, I’m still a little girl, full of dreams, desires and fantasies, willing to do anything to please her who deserves it.
I’ll tell you about the day I had sex in a pizzeria.
I started having sex not long ago and I’m always exploding with lust. It was my first date with this guy and I had met him on tinder.
That day I put on my best panties, and I left the house crazy horny, the closer the time to meet him got, the more I wanted to have sex.
when i finally met him, i thought “i’m definitely going to give this guy my hot pussy”.
We entered the pizzeria and the sexual tension was already in the air.
while waiting for the pizza, we sat down and started talking, but the conversation lasted 5 minutes….
He asked me to put my hand on his dick in the middle of the pizzeria. And when I put my hand on that thick cock in the middle of that crowded place I was instantly wet and my hard-on was at its limit. And his dick was asking to have sex, I called him to go to the bathroom to help and in less than 10 minutes we were in the bathroom.
As soon as we entered, he threw me against the wall, held my arms, took off my skirt, and put his cock tightly and started eating my pussy very tasty. I held myself back from screaming with pleasure. We went to the mirror where I was on my back with my ass facing him and I started rolling around on his dick, he said he wouldn’t last long and that he would come in my mouth. “Get on your knees and suck me I’m telling you” when he said it gave me a fucking boner and I like a good girl obeyed
he was cursing me while i was putting all his dick in, and at that moment someone knocked on the door.
he told me to continue because he was going to come in my mouth and I had better swallow.
We weren’t even there, we were taken by pleasure.
I felt his dick throb and I knew the milk was coming, and I swallowed it all very tasty.
we left sweaty, satisfied, and just in time for the pizza.
everyone was looking, but who cares?
Tag: BDSM
Submit [M30/F20] [Kidnapped] [CNC] [BDSM]
Your eyes slowly flutter open. The world around you was spinning, and dark. Your body was numb, your head heavy. You try to move your arms, but they were locked behind you back- you couldn’t feel by what- only that there was something. You try to move your feet as well, but to no avail. Where were you? What was happening? Why was everything so dark? You try to call out- but it was hopeless- your voice was too quiet- too weak.
Your head moved around aimlessly, looking for anything. But was that in the distance? A voice? Someone to help! The echoes grew louder, the clatter more discernible. You call out again to the voice, barely mustering a syllable. Your head stays down in disgrace. But then you heard them clearly.
“The drugs should have worn off; she should be ready for inspection.” You hear, it was an official sounding male voice. The footsteps getting louder and louder. Then stop.
You hear a slow creak, your head looking up. Only now could you make it out- there was something over your head. You couldn’t see clearly, only the shadow- the two shadows- at what you guessed, was the door. Your breathing becomes heavier as you try desperately to focus on them. You could barely keep your eyes open long enough.
Jokingly flirting with my former student led to fucking in front of my boyfriend [MF]
I’ve told a few stories about my open relationship with my boyfriend on my profile. This story is when our open relationship has been going on for a while. At this time, we’ve explored it together and individually and really started to be more confident in what we were doing. We knew what we liked and we really began enjoying it fully!
Now Harry had really emphasized his love for hearing about me fucking around. He’d talk about the thrill and the jealousy he’d feel and especially when I’d fuck somebody with a huge cock or a gorgeous body, he’d make me tell every detail. It became a huge turn on for me and I inevitably began looking for guys who would really get the biggest reaction out of him.
[FM] Regular Blowjobs
This may be a lame post compared to most in here, but I think it is worth sharing. My wife and I (mid 50s) have been married for 34+ years and have always had an active, anything goes (but monogamous) sexual relationship: BDSM, anal, DP, DVP, toys, blowjobs, face fucking, facials – pretty much anything I want to do between the two of us.
About a year ago, she had major surgery on her female parts, and was not able to have intercourse for 6 weeks. Knowing I would have physical needs, she gave me blowjobs 3-4 times per week during her recovery.
Now a year later, we are back to regular fucking, but she still gives me a blowjob and I cum in her mouth 1-2 times per week. She will play with the cum, rolling it around her tongue and lips before swallowing. Is she an awesome woman or what?
[MF] The Weekend of Debauchery — Arrival
*We had two sets of handcuffs, seventy-five condoms, five high-powered vibrators, a duffle bag full of ropes and a whole galaxy of bullet vibes, dildos, blindfolds, and cock rings… Also, a quart of lube, a quart of massage oil, a set of nipple clamps, a bottle of anal oil, and two dozen dental dams. Not that we needed all of that for the trip, but once you get into a serious sex toy collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was her fetish for orgasm denial. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a woman being denied right at the cusp, and I knew it’d be showtime pretty soon.* ~ Lust and Anticipation in Aspen
We had booked a cabin for basically one purpose, debauchery.
My partner for the weekend was Sarah, a short, slim, shockingly flexible redhead of a woman with a beautiful face and blue eyes to match. We’d fooled around some getting comfortable with each other, but she’d had a bdsm kink for quite some time and no chance to indulge it with her partner in the real world. Do I know how to do it?
A Strange Compulsion Chapter 08
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STORY:
The next day, Caroline found Jason at school.
“Hey, Jason. I need to talk to you about something.”
“What’s up, Caroline? Go ahead and tell me.”
“Well, I invited Sophie to my place last night and I convinced her to have a threesome with us.”
Jason was over the moon after hearing this news.
“That’s great. When are we going to do it?”
Two beds [MF 40s] [Romantic]
I purposefully reserved a room with two queen-sized beds. I arrived early.
The first thing I did was attach the straps to the corners of the bed by the window. I placed the cuffs on the other side.
I waited. Pacing.
Suddenly your gentle tapping. I open the door. I am awash with emotion when I see you. It is the deepest relief.
I’ve come to expect your aloof greeting. Very little eye contact. Maybe a half-smile. A comment about the curtains. But I know that is a temporary response.
I carefully take your hand and lead you to one of the beds. I sit opposite you on the other.
“Cuff me, sweet girl,” I say quietly.
You furrow your brow in confusion.
“Please.”
You toss your backpack on the dresser. Then you step towards me and wrap the cuff around my wrist. As you lean over me your hair caresses my cheek. Your scent fills all my empty places. Your cleavage sways softly in front of my face.
You fasten the second cuff around my other wrist and sit down across from me. I strain but cannot reach you.
31 [M] STORY TIME: MY FIRST REDDIT ENCOUNTER TURNS KINKY W/ [F] , HAPPY READING :) (ATL)
I usually don’t do online meet ups until I somehow discovered reddit and its endless possibilities and I just moved into a new city and wanted to explore a bit.
I posted on a R4R reddit page and simply titled it— “I pick a wine bar, we flirt, and see where things go from there…”
I received a DM from a few redditors (more were misses then hits) one stood out
That connection ended up being this very attractive brown skin woman, chestnut complexion, twisted and locced hair.
We messaged on reddit then transitioned to text. Over the next few days we got to know each other a bit, – covered the basics and touched a bit on turn ons, nothing too deep… just making sure there was a general vibe.
We plan to meet up at a local wine bar with an outdoor space, she wanted to meet while out with her friends to ensure safety, which I admired
She texts me and lets me know she is there and having a few drinks.
I arrive at 8:45
I walk into to this dark but classy/chic wine bar, I see who I suspect is her across the room based on prior photos she’s shared. She was sitting with a small group of women.
I go to the bar and get myself a drink, whiskey neat.
I walk over to the her and the small group and engage. She recognizes right away who I was and smiled a bit
I exchanged Pleasantries with the small group….. but the magnetism between the two of us caused the group to fade as I remember it.
We expand and indulge deeper into conversation we brushed upon via text:
Why she is in a new city
How she is into a few a kinks
What she was interested in exploring and the dynamics of her current professional/social life
I was able to extract out of her that she had some brat and sub tendencies, and also had some fantasies in those spaces.
Particularly, she was a young and well accomplished person in politics
therefore was often praised since a child and finds men that are her peers to be intimidated (peers in name only I guess).
Being a well educated black man, you run across this archetype of black woman pretty often. High stressed occupation, High ambition, but lacking access to raw and adequate masculinity to induce her feminity.
She scoffs and says , No, this is not the case, she “just needs to not be so tough”.
My reply, “You need to be put in your place…. You need to someone who can make you understand the repercussions of YOUR bad behavior”
As I speak I make sure to make sure I claim her through my eye contact.
The deeper we follow the path of conversation, the deeper our eyes lock, with her eyes breaking away periodically when it gets too intense.
We stay at the venue until, 10pm or so looking up to see we were the last ones there who doesn’t wear aprons.
I walk her home, 8-12 minutes. Making sure each time we crossed the street I gripped onto her hipbone so she should feel my touch and kinetic energy.
We make it to her place, she invites me in. We head to her room, continuing to engage in small talk.
Once I walk into her space; dimly lit room, hardwood floors, and some intriguing art.
She possessed 8 small painting throughout her room, of various bdsm scenes.
I make note of it but continue with our vanilla conversation, small talk.
She starts a sentence, I interrupt her midway and begin instructing her—-
“Stand Up, Walk to the right
Count 3 photos to the left, out loud”
She– “One, Two, Three”
Me– “I want you to get into that state”
Artwork was a 12X12 oil painting of a nude woman with a mouth gag.
She removed her clothing.
Scurried and located her gag and placed it in her mouth.
From there I’m instructed her to find some oil, (possessing none she had to steal it from her roommate)
Take my shirt off and massage my back
I want to feel your nipples caressing my back as you massage me.
I continue to instruct her when and where to increase and decrease pressure. It was never to my liking.
I instructed her to remove the carpeting from the hardwood floor and push it off to the side. She was a bit confused, which wasn’t my concern at the time.
I instructed her to draw me a bowl of warm water.
“As she comes back with the bowl… o tell her place it down and get on all fours on the hardwood floor
i set her doggy style fully naked, she had some very tantalizing brown skin (I kept that to myself)
Me: clothed from the waste down, shirt still removed from the massage, oil made my tattoos even look more pronounced which I knew further turned her on
I poured the water on her ass
began to spank her…. very hard spanks
caressing each cheek and lathering it with the warm water right before
SMACK, i took another hard strike to her ass, leaving my long finger imprints buried in her skin
With each Smack, I instructed her to say “THANK YOU DADDY”
She whimpered in a unique way, as if to let me know she was in pain but enjoyed every moment of it.
I then made my way closer to her, ran my hand from her cheek
Up her spine
and to her neck, chocking her from behind, putting just enough pressure to the sides of her throat and pushing her chest slowly into the hardwood floor.
I lean in closer into her ear and whisper…..
“Tell me how nasty you are”
She replies, “Daddy, Ill do anything for you right now,Tell me Ill do it”
She then breaks scene, and says “wait wait”, do you have a condom?
I reply—- “What made you think you deserved or are even entitled to my dick?’
I unzip my pants halfway and allow her to worship my dick through my boxer briefs.
She says “Please can I have it, Daddy can I have it?”
Somewhere deep inside of me I wanted to give her every bulging inch of it, knowing my dick was soooo hard and how I love to show it off.
but i knew the power was in the denial.
She– still in her doggy style position– as she was never relieved
I, get down on my knees, but upper body upright
She continues to worship my dick from this position
eventually I tell her to open her mouth
she senses she’s finally going to get a chance to taste/see/feel my dick
she hastily tries to grab it and pull it out, which was difficult due to the degree of my firm erection within my boxers.
still very disheveled she can’t control herself in the anticipation of having me in her
I slow her down and tell her “NO!”, I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of being able to touch my dick and knowing she had a chance to please me.
I placed her hands on my hips and opened her mouth.
Her current position is on her knees, hands of my hips, as a i am kneeled before her.
I started fucking her mouth and her face, starting off slow then increasing the aggressiveness with each and every thrust.
I noticed that this position cause her knee to buckle a bit from time to time.
Removed her hands from my hips, returned her to all fours and told her to stay there.
I moved to the side of her, with intention I wanted to change the dynamics from
pleasure through pain to pleasure mixed with pain
I altered her position mildly, instead of all fours,
I wanted her chest on a pillow, Ass in the air and arms stretched out flat on the wooden floor
In this position her throbbing pussy is protruding from between her legs
i can tell her arousal by the level of engorgment and wetness leaking from her pussy dripping between her legs
I lick the spots of her thighs where I can find juices
then SMACK, a swift spanking to whichever spot has just been licked
I take my time massaging her vaginal walls, clit, and anus with my fingers…. which at one point just became one semi-gooey mess
She says… for this first time lets use a condom
I hadn’t broken from my original stance…. I replied “You don’t deserve my dick”
She whimpered again, this time of disappointment.
I relieved her from doggystyle position and told her to lay on her back, I wanted to watch her as she made herself cum for me.
If you know anything about me, (if you read my profile, hint hint)
I love the utterly bliss of a woman cumming right in front of me…
the thought alone makes me … back to the story at hand
While she is masturbating per my request, she moans and confesses to me
That she knew when I walked in the bar,
she didn’t deserve me
she was beneath me
and she wants me to own her
I joined in on her journey to cum by twisting her nipples real hard as she liked
and finally provided her a few lashings of tongue to her clit until she finally reached an intense orgasm, i’d imagine it was intensified by the almost hours of play that led to her climax
She grabs my dick, still fully firm and erect, wanting to return the favor that i provided her
I stood firm on my case, I wasn’t here to give her the satisfaction to make me cum under her own doing.
I ordered her back into all fours pointing to the hardwood floor,
she grabs for the carpet, i abruptly dismiss it ….” We only do bare wood from on”
I let her spit on my dick but she was not allowed to touch it.
I open her mouth and pull her toungue out, I masturbate stroking the lower half of my shift while sliding my upper shaft against her tongue with each stroke.
I explode on her left cheek and used my dick to smear it evenly across.
I smacked her across her face a few times with cum drenched dick.
I could sense her falling in love at that moment.
Not the I want to marry you love, but a I will never forget this day type of love.
Her physical and emotional exhaustion caught up to her as she just sat in the corner in a blissful gaze after.
She asked after a few minutes if she can go clean up.
My response, “No I want you to appreciate my cum”
As I stood for a few minutes in deep eye contact while she sat in the corner.
I eventually relieved her of the corner, allowed her to clean up, then she walked me out as I chartered an Uber.
Fun times!
Yoga, Chains, and Mr Patel (M40+ M40+ F40+ F40+ interracial, BDSM, Hucow)
My name is Christi Clark, a married mother of two who is getting back into the working world slowly by turning my dance background and yoga hobby into more than just my recovery from childbirth, but my new business opportunity. I had become certified as a yoga instructor, as I had been a dance instructor, but what I wanted to target was other young mothers like myself, the urban white suburban housewives who wanted to get their body back, and who needed a way to deal with the stress and emotional drain of essentially facing motherhood’s burdens unsupported.
It took a village to raise a child, it took multiple generations to be successful, but while the Hindu still lived that way, we had forsaken it for the myth of the nuclear family that served men well and left women to drown alone. I had the plan, I had the market, I needed the space. That is how I met Mr Patel.
The Collar
Luna and Eric had been dating for a few months now. Their sex life was amazing, but Luna had a strong submissive side to her that she had been too afraid to show him. She was addicted to watching BDSM porn and would hide it from him. She would sneak outside the bedroom and 2am to watch BDSM porn and touch herself every night.
It didn’t take too long for Eric to notice, though, as her moaning was not discrete and it would wake him up. But he decided we wasn’t going to say anything, as her moans of pleasure would turn him on as well, and the sounds of the porn would give him a good idea of what she was watching. He also really enjoyed to pretend he was sleeping when she came back to bed, and hug her from behind and feel her wetness. The fact that he had to control himself, knowing she was hot and ready to fuck, excited him. It made him come in and out of horny dreams throughout the night.
He decided he was going to surprise her. He went to a sex shop alone and bought a collar with a leash. He went back home and hid it from her sight.