The bookstore Stranger [MF] [BDSM] [Rough]

She was ten minutes late. Fucking bus. Mary wanted to send a text message to Eric and let him know, but she also kind of wanted to make him squirm to see what he would do, so she kept radio silence. The bus was two stops away from the book store now. She was the only person on it, and the rain outside hummed against the windows. When she got on the bus a dozen miles ago, the bus driver, an ugly man in his late 50s, looked at her like she should be ashamed of herself. She was wearing a strange outfit, but that’s no reason to stare at someone like they aren’t human. She tried pushing her skirt down a little bit. She felt the rough bus seat scratching the skin just below her ass.

She took out her phone, turned on the camera, and made sure her makeup was all right. Bright red lipstick. Winged eyes. Rain hadn’t messed it up too much. She contemplated wearing no make up at all, but she was bored, and wanted her face to match the outfit. A ripped band t-shirt. A pencil skirt. Black combat boots. Black leggings.

The further adventures of Frank and Karen Part 6 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

“OK Frank when we were in that adult shop I spotted something I wanted.
So later I went back and bought it for you.
Close your eyes and don’t look.” Karen told me.
Touching my cock she took my balls in hand and began to slide them through what felt like a ring.
Seconds later something encased my cock.
It had the feel of cold metal, smooth yet resilient.
It was then that I heard a “click”.
Looking down only to find my mommy daddy bits locked in a chastity cage.
Think of a miniature bird cage that has a bend in it pointing downwards.
My cock completely encased inside.
There was an opening at the tip that would allow me to pee and that’s about all.
If I were to have an erection I think I would be in a bit of pain as it attempted to push its way through the device.

[MF] The day my wife pegged me.

A couple of nights ago my wife and I got chatting about sex. I chanced my luck and told her that I really wanted to get pegged and how did she feel about this. To my surprise she was up for it. We discussed it and I told her this wasn’t about BDSM being dominated or anything of the sort. It was for pleasure.

We looked at a few options and opted for the beginners strap on and harness along with lube. 2 days later the package arrived and cue instant horniness form both of us.

Not wanting to waste time we went to the bedroom and undressed. After a time kissing each other she got down to her knees and started giving me oral. Who doesn’t love oral! Watching my wife is incredibly sexy. My cock disappearing down her mouth and licking my balls is ecstasy but small fry compared to what was coming (so to speak).

My Sister Lizzy Part 2 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

 Lizzy told me she thought that cum would taste horrible, but she was wrong.
It tasted salty but wonderful, she especially liked the silky feel of cum in her mouth.

“I think Dave is going to be surprised next time we go out, and to think I denied myself and Dave this pleasure, I’m done being a “good girl.” ”

After we returned home I had to go into town to run some errands.
As I got into town I ran into Dave, we made some small talk about nothing at all.
Just before we parted Dave started asking me about Lizzy and what she thought about their relationship.

“Dave, I’m not in the best position to tell you what she thinks.
I will say that she likes you a lot and hasn’t said anything negative.
One other thing and if you tell her that I said this to you she will kill me and you know what kind of temper she has, the kind of temper that you never want to be on the receiving end of twice in your life.

I (25M) shared my girlfriend (23F) at a party [MF]

This happened a couple of years ago, in my mid twenties. I was with a fantastic girl and I couldn’t have been happier. We were very much in love with one another and things couldn’t be any better.

We were, I would have to say, very kinky when it came to sex. Simply said, we did stuff. I’m a very dominant guy and she’s a very submissive girl, and I, well, used her pretty well. It started with light BDSM, then turned into threesome and forcing her to satisfy another female, etc. Once I had her record herself while masturbating (pussy only) and post it online). We had group sex, rape kinks, domination plays, etc. Lots and lots of very hot fantasies we tried and that still arouse me like hell today.

That particular night, we were going to a Halloween party. Our theme was good and evil, much like in BDSM, so I was wearing a demon costume (full with mask) and she was wearing the sexiest faery costume you would have ever seen. Just a little. The kind you would find an adult store way more than a Halloween store. It looked a bit like [this](https://www.yandy.com/Pretty-Pixie-Costume-86749.php) (NSFW), but pink, and even shorter and showing just a bit of her belly. Her full, slender legs were exposed and to make things worse, she wasn’t wearing any panties, meaning her ass was way too visible. Plus, any move could reveal her pussy to everyone. Apart from the shows, thin-laced one, the costume was in one piece and it fit her body perfectly.

My Sister Lizzy Part 1 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

My name is Frank and I have a story to tell you.
Growing up I idolized my sister.
Lizzy was three years older then I and my best friend.
Always helping my with my homework and my protector.

 We lived with our mom in a rural area in a farm community.
Our home and land had been in the family for five generations.
Mom was divorced and worked two jobs to keep our home and land from the bank.

Because of this my sister took charge of raising me and looking after the house.
What we lacked in money we more than made up for in friends and family.

 Mom did have a boyfriend Steve.
They had a very casual friendship.
I don’t think ether of them had planned to become more serious than friendship and the occasional night between the sheets.

 Lizzy was by far the most beautiful and popular girl in school, every boy with nerve enough would try to get her to go out with them.
Lizzy spent a lot of time fending off her suitors.   

Sara’s Self Discovery Part 2 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

“You are to late to worry about my becoming pregnant.
My husband has seen to that.

Hovering above her I contemplated how to do this without hurting this beautiful girl. I was afraid that any weight on top of her could cause harm.
I did not count on the fact that nature had figured this out after a few million years of birthing children.

Looking at her laying there with her arms outstretched towards me beckoning me to come to her I was once again struck by the beauty of this very pregnant girl.
Kneeling on the bed I moved forward placing the head of my cock against her pussy.
I started to rub it all around the outside of her pussy occasional rubbing her clit caused a sharp intake of breath on her part. “Hurry up” she said.

I responded that I plan to take my time and drive her to an orgasm beyond all her past expectations.
Ever so slowly I began the process of entering her womanhood however she was incredibly tight due to a lack of attention from her husband.
So I just took my time and began to work my way inward.

Welcome to the New Kink

Here’s one of my favorites.

There was knock at my backdoor one evening, a shy, hesitant tapping at the glass door, almost a bit seductive. The kind of tapping that makes you check yourself in the mirror before you see who’s behind the tapping. It was the polite young neighbor from down the block. She looked like she’s been crying about something, so I escorted her inside, give her a fleeting hug, my hand placed on the small of her back, that delicate dip between her ribs and her curvy, shapely backside, and lead her to the couch.

I handed her a drink, a simple gin and tonic, and listened to her story intently, but it’s one I’ve heard countless times before, and it’s both heartbreaking and a siren’s call to me. How her and her husband are struggling to start a family, timing their love making to her cycles, saving it up for exactly the right moments, reading all the literature, yet nothing ever flowers. How the doctors and the experts, with their degrees and expensive tests and more expensive tests, can’t find the answer, always have no concrete answers, but more tests. How if her husband thinks he’s the problem, he’ll die, feel emasculated, and how she feels so helpless, but she has the urge to just do . . . *something*. She looked at me imploringly, silently begging me to make the first move.

Cranberry

The sun was shining, alone in the sky with no clouds in sight to keep it company. It was directly overhead, beating down onto Sara’s body, which was almost fully exposed except for her brand new bikini which she just purchased for the trip. In fact, she had seven brand new bikinis; one for every day she was going to be there. She couldn’t be seen wearing the same suit twice while at the resort or on the beach. Harrison, her boyfriend, didn’t understand. He didn’t care if he wore the same pair of swim trunks every day. But, as Sara knew, no one would be paying attention to Harrison while they were in the Dominican Republic. All eyes would be on her, as usual.

Ugh, what’s taking him so long? Sara thought Harrison should be back by now. He went to get beers for them at least 20 minutes ago. Oh well, she thought. They just better not be warm by the time he gets back, she thought

Sara’s Self Discovery [Part 1] [MM] [MF] [BDSM]

MY LIFE

It was 4:30 in the morning and the pounding on my door was unrelenting. Who would be so inconsiderate to wake me in such a fashion ?
Stumbling to the door who was I to find but the wife of my neighbor.

Sara was just 25 and as adorable as they come, she had bright red hair and skin as white as alabaster with an assortment of freckles that highlighted her cheeks.
Her skin was so fair and sensitive I believe that she would suffer sunburn from a camera flash and she was 7 months pregnant.

She came to my place because she and her husband were new to our apartment building and I had helped them move in next door to my apartment.
Her reason for the visit, she was feeling alone and unwanted.
Her husband was a fireman and would be on call at the firehouse for three days in a row and then off for three days.
Being alone and in a new city for the first time left her feeling depressed.