Propositioned by a student and I said Yes! [FM]

University Student/professor – She was in her early 20s, I was in my early 40s. I am sure there have been a few stories like this on here but for me this was a life changing event that I still think about all the time…

On the final day of classes one of my graduating university students gave me card. This was not unusual as there are usually a few students who excel in a class that like to say thank you. However, this one was unusual in the sense I was not expecting what I got, at all. When I opened the card after class was over there was a nice note inside thanking me for a great class and then a PS which said, “I may be way off base but I don’t think I am… I want to have a sugar daddy and I want it to be you. If you like the idea text me and let’s meet next week at a hotel. Now that you aren’t my professor I would like to fuck you and explore being a submissive while I apply to graduate programs. Say yes.”

Daddy’s gift to babygirl, a unicorn. [Mff] [MfF] First threesome, rope bondage, toys, public sex and voueurism.. what a night and video ?

I met Darcy last summer when he was in town on business and he’s been a pretty special presence in my life ever since. Darcy and I bonded over our mutual creativity, love of the written word and kink. Darcy is a Dom but is just getting back into the world of bdsm after a long hiatus, and he has been more than happy to indulge our mutual fantasies. This story is one of those fantasies. http://imgur.com/a/AmfqHeO

The first time Darcy and I met, he had also been chatting with another local girl named Jordan. He never ended up meeting her after we hit it off so well, but I knew a little about her from the very beginning. Admittedly I was very intrigued by this woman who almost captured Darcy’s affections before I ever had the chance. I honestly hadn’t given much thought to Jordan outside that first weekend together with Darcy, that is until he came back to town a few weeks later.

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 18 Interporn, Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“Ohmigoddess, I am about to get my first real interporn” Clarissa was talking like she was the only person on the beach, no longer worried about what people would think of the size of her tits, no longer scared of her new wardrobe. “My first interporn I can’t believe it..” Clarissa finally has realized that this was scaring the hell out of her. “I.. I can’t do this (cheeks flushed with shame) I must.. I must leave..” Clarissa was on the verge of panic. Turning to leave, thinking of the quickest way home, not paying attention to what or who was around her. “Girl (restraining Clarissa by gripping her face), you are going to get the interporn then we’ll see if (giving that chuckle, ‘if everything goes right then you will be fucked tonight’ look) this will turn into interporn” Angie face was only a cunts hair away from Clarissa’s. “Or could (pressing her mouth into Clarissa’s) my life style be rubbing you the right way” Angie finished her little pep talk being wetter then ever. “Dam Clar we need to get wet (spinning Clarissa towards the water, locking arms as Angie started to pull Clarissa towards the water) cuz I’m about read to fuck you Mmm so right” so sexual flustered Angie’s imagination was in over drive.
“Yes you look.. so fucking hot! Cum on let’s go” corralling Clarissa’s arm and pulling her out of the moaning room. “Oh, Hi there.. I will leave you two so you can start your interporn” Angie excused herself. “Let’s go down to the beach so you can get your inter- (chuckling) porn started and I can get to know your banging body” X was checking out Clarissa’s every inch. “Yes yes yesss.. Oh (blushing flushed her face once more) Umm yes (grinning, hopping she hasn’t made a fool of herself)” if there was a hole in the sand for her to bury her head, she would do it. “Why does he want to go to the beach? So he can look at other girls.. yes I know I’m..” Clarissa was thinking, walking ahead of X. “If she doesn’t have a boyfriend she does now, my fuck she is hot” X was amazed by the goddess walking in front of him. Ash blonde hair that hangs down to her waist, violet eyes, huge tits and a shaved kitty, not to mention a smokin’ ass. “Cool, there is the interporn area, then afterwards I would like to have you..” X was still talking butt what Clarissa heard is he wants her. “Breath, breath, don’t cum it’s still too early for that.. Oh my fuck he wants me!!!” Clarissa was thinking butt stroking cloth not skin. Looking around almost forgetting where she was, “First question what does X stand for?” “What sort of a fucked up question was that? What does X stand for, duh Clarissa..” Clarissa was good at hiding her embarrassment this time around, “It must be the chairs..” she was thinking. “The final question, how do you like to be approached by X or by Cy?” “Might as well get personal, seeing as this is the final question..” Clarissa being so involved with this interporn not even realizing everything that was going on around her. “This is Clarissa Love with the interporn from today’s hottest band, the Vamps. Thank you X for the chance to pick your cock up for the lustful” Clarissa said the final piece of the Wet Dreams University closed caption boobtube viewing.
“If you will join me” offering his hand to Clarissa. Feeling flattered she accepted it, butt the surprise was that was as far as it went. Once on her feet Cy threw her over his shoulder, “Now my pet we shall go down to my towel and get to know each other better” spanking her on the ass as he started to make his way into the beach.

The Further Adventures of Frank and Karen Part 7 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

Now naked, bound and hooded her breathing was going into overdrive.
She had begun to tremble with her legs shaking along with goosebumps breaking out all over her body.
Walking her over to the edge of my bed I lowered her face down onto the mattress.
Taking each leg in turn I spread them outward only to bind them to the bedposts.

Now spread eagle I released her hands and bound them above her head to the upper bed posts.
Leaning in towards her ear I said in a quiet and calm voice. “Trust me. If you need me to stop just sat the word “Orange” and everything will stop.
Do you understand?
She only nodded.
“No Karen, I need to hear you say it, do you understand?”
“Yes sir.” Was her reply.

Standing on the side of the bed my hand began an arc that terminated on her left ass cheek.
Upon the first impact Karen began to groan and whimper.
Moving my impact around so no one place received consecutive hits I peppered her bottom with my hand prints.
After the tenth hit I asked her if she was OK and willing to continue.
“Yes, Frank I’m OK.
Please go on.” She said.

My [M] first visit to a pro-dominatrix

This is a story from a few years ago when I [M] was 24 or so and had my first session with a pro-domme. It contains a lot of the same kinks as my previous posts. I’d found her on Fetlife and we had emailed discussing what I was interested in etc and the story begins when I get to her studio.

Enjoy!

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I approached the door, picked up the blindfold hanging from the handle, put it on as i had been instructed, and knocked.

As I stood in the darkness I heard the door open and was immediately grabbed into a headlock, my face squashed against the smooth latex of her outfit. I was pulled through the door and pushed to the ground, my heart racing.

“Strip naked so I can inspect you”

I struggled out of my clothes and stood naked, legs spread and arms raised, my half-hard cock bouncing in front of me and my heart beating in my chest.

I could hear her boots on the floor as she circled me and felt something hard and thin tapping my ass, balls and cock and tracing up and down the skin of my back and legs.

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 17 X Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“So what is taking you so long” Angie shouted. “If you do not cum out here right.. now then I’m going to make you cum tonight at Moan Down on the Beach” Angie figured that enough time had passed. “I’m cuming.. (opening the half bath door) in” Angie was more up front today then ever. “Look girl step around here and let me see what you’ve got going on” for once Angie tried to coax Clarissa from behind the corner. “Don’t laugh” Clarissa said in a shaky voice as she step around the corner. “Mmm Mmmm.. (Clarissa stood there with a string separating her triple S’s) dam I would have to say green is your color” Angie was impressed with the bathing suit it fit like a glove. Starting to pace around Clarissa like some scarred gazelle, tracing where the string bikini laces were. “I would say that you are going to be cuming from a lot more then me tonight on the beach” cupping Clarissa breast as she made her way around Clarissa’s scantly clad body. Stopping right in front of her, hands now gripping both ass cheeks, heads only separated by Clarissa’s triple S’s and Angie’s double D’s. “I would be a fool if I would turn you down for a date tonight butt here’s the question (having Clarissa’s undivided attention was something that Angie was praying on).. Ooo my (having a completely bald pussy just made Angie cum right there).. better bring a dildo cuz you are going to be having the boys ripping off their shorts to pound that fucking cunt of yours” stealing the first kiss before Clarissa ever new what was happening. “Ok, ok.. I ‘ass’ume you want too see me in my bathing suit as well” shedding her shirt before Clarissa could nod. A quick snap (Angie’s shorts fell to the floor), “Ta da.. granted my swim wear does not fit like yours (pinching Clarissa’s nipple) butt a nice black never hurts (squeezing her double D’s together while stroking her kitty that was waiting under a landing strip) no one.. Oh see I even waxed (squeezing her lips together on the verge of a orgasm from looking at Clarissa) my lips so no stubble!”
“This is a first for you (looking into Clarissa’s eyes), a date with a banging hot one that can barely keep her hands from fingering you to a hot lusty orgasm” still nothing had resisted with in the violet colored eyes. “Your first walk on the pink sands (Angie could almost see Clarissa doing summersaults in her eyes) of this beach.. and Oh (seeing the trio of the new band) having you (Rrrrrrr, the growl that made Clarissa jump into hiding) in that banging bikini.. what, what did I say” Angie faked the surprise. “Hello boys.. Rrrrrrr.. I can see it’s hanging” Angie started to talk to the two who already made a fool of Clarissa.
“Must stay hidden, yes yes must stay hidden” as she crawled under a near by table bench combo. “Dam the sun is setting only four more hours till everybody is going to break up” guessing at the time was something she was good at butt the one thing she was not good at was the twin spankings landing on her ass. “Fuck, this is going to get me wet” Clarissa mouthed. “Welcum to the Moan Down at the Beach” that voice sounded a little to close, popping her head up as seeing the ass of the DJ. “Fuck.. she is one hot Mama I just (the rasping to her bum, the spanking cuming down from hard to soft then back to hard) just want to.. to..” loosing all hope of not cuming. “Oh fuck.. Oh Ooo Ooo.. (shit this will..) OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Clarissa’s body was in perfect tune as each individual strike was rewarded with a dual ass smack. “Hi, names X. You have a nice ass (touching her ass made her juice’s start to flow again) butt maybe we can talk after this gig” X patted her ass one more time sending a thermal rush of cum down her legs. “I would like you.. Uhh, too. Ya.. that, that what I meant” if there was a color for embracement you could spank Clarissa’s ass with it. Grasping her hands behind her back, thrusting out her triple S’s in his direction as she faded from the stage. Angie grabbed Clarissa’s ass, “Hey babe.. Mmm somebody got a good spanking and it wasn’t me. It turns out I have the wrong equipment to turn their heads, up or down never would have guessed butt (cupping Clarissa’s ass again) your ass is still beat red and hot, I would say somebody must like the drummer boy” Angie kept on yapping even though Clarissa was on a sexual high of her own.

LDR – Rough Love-Making [FM]

My boyfriend and I have been dating for over a year and a half now and are getting pretty serious. Although it’s a long distance relationship (I’m in the Midwest/him being in NYC), we’ve met each other’s family and have done all the couple milestones. Among that, we’ve experienced our own tremendous growth since being together, with me securing my own independence by getting my own apartment and him finding a better job. Although we don’t have sex much because of the distance, whenever we’re physically at each other’s arm’s reach, shit gets wild.

Our sex life is amazing. I have a crazy high sex drive. Don’t tell me how I cope with that while being in a long distance relationship, because it fucking sucks, but nonetheless I’m doing it and monogamously as well. My boyfriend has a pretty average sex drive in general, more self control than I do, so it’s easier for him. But when he’s around me, he always seems to lose control. LOL. We’ve come a long way, sex-wise. It first started off very vanilla, to my dismay, but eventually we started venturing off to more “nasty” shit. Nasty as in:

My Office Crush, Part 5 [MF] [Light BDSM]

I could feel him staring at me from across the boardroom table.

This wasn’t a wayward glance, but an outright stare. When he dropped his pen off of the table, I had a moment of solace in which I wasn’t being glared at. I kept my eyes trained to the front of the room, focusing on the presentation that was being given to us. I did all of the right things: nod when I was supposed to, laugh when a bad joke was made, and I certainly didn’t look at my phone despite the flurry of text messages that he was sending to me.

I ran my finger along the peter pan neckline of my dress distractedly. The urge to pull out my phone and check the messages was overwhelming, but that didn’t mean that I was going to. I could literally feel my resolve slipping with each vibration from my phone. Instead of giving in, I moved my hands under my lap and sat on them. I knew what he wanted, and I didn’t want to give in. A moment later, I felt another buzz against my lap.

My Confusion Part 10 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

Walking over to where Pet hung Master Paul asked her if she was ready and doing this of her own free will.
“Yes” Was her only answer.
Stepping back Master Paul took his measure of the distance between himself and Pet.
Drawing back his arm his wrist flicked the whip in a slow manner that sent the leather across the distance.
As it wrapped once around her waist the tip ended its journey against the right cheek of her bottom.
At impact Pet let a small whimper escape her lips.

Mistress Martha walked up to her and once again asked if she was OK and willing to continue.
Again Pet’s answer was yes.
Stepping away Mistress Martha nodded to Master Paul.
Again and again the whip delivered it’s reminder of pain onto Pet’s back and bottom.
With each touch of the whip Pet’s legs gave out a bit more than the previous hit.
There were no tears, no signs of distress upon her face.
In fact soon enough I witnessed a change in her facial expression.
What at first had all the hallmarks of pain quickly turned into a look of ecstasy.
At the twentieth stroke Master Paul withdrew.