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Fantastic sex with the worst person [MF]

I spent some time after college trying on different sexual kinks. I went to BDSM clubs, which are a lot heavier and older than advertised. I tried meeting girls online in kink forums (like Craigslist). It turned out that I’m not as kinky as I liked to believe; I was just bored and horny.

So, in one of these bored and horny states I let myself get setup for a blind date. I was shown a picture, so it was more like a “deaf date,” I guess. She was pretty. Shoulder length brown hair with messy bangs, as was popular then. Bright blue eyes, which was hot. She had a long neck and thin figure. Not much chest, and I was told that was because she was a gymnast in school, which helped me say yes.

So the night of the date comes. I go to pick her up with a rose, because I know fuckall what I’m doing. She opens the door, and I swear from the get go, her accent was like nails on a chalkboard. Like some sort of mix between southern and Brooklyn. The pitch of her voice could’ve made the Sandinistas surrender alone, but the accent combined with it was just abrasive to the ears. Read more »

?? Daddy’s Punishment ?? [FM, BDSM]

You’re so sexy, you can instantly have me submit to you..

Sitting and looking down on me while I’m on my knees, I’m watching you anxiously as you eye me up and down hungrily, resting your head in your hand. As I fully expected and wished for, the teasing begins when you start biting your lip and begin to instruct me.

“Take off your top, baby girl,” you order.

I obey your command and slowly lift it up off me…as I’ve always said, you have this attractiveness, dominance, and transcendent aura that can make me instantly submit to you. My perky breasts bounce a little and I toss my shirt to the side, looking up at you for approval and more directions. Your grin is growing even wider at this and you start unbuckling your belt.

“Now take off those cute little shorts.”

Standing up a bit — yet still on my knees — I unbutton the white shorts, unzip and pull them down, then slowly remove them. Now all that’s left are my panties and thigh high stockings that you seem to adore. Read more »

The Hunt, Part 5. Clean Up. [MF][Oral][BDSM][Swingish]

# Clean Up

*Recap: The Hunt is an invite-only BDSM event where couples and singles find new partners for the event by playing an adult hide and seek with BDSM overtones. Its held on the land of a private alternative lifestyle club in northern Michigan. My wife Harley and I are attending for the first time where I have just left the Hunt with my newly captured prey, a beautiful curvaceous redhead with tribal tattoos and pale skin, leading her by my collar and leash.*

We walked back into the main area after checking in with the Game Warden to record the capture and to grab a few bottles of water. The Game Warden marked down my name and camp location as well as her number. This leads to me realizing as we walked away from the hunting grounds I still didn’t know the name of the woman now mine for the night.

“What’s your name?’ I asked as we walked.

“Whatever you want it to be,” she replied. Her voice was low and smokey but sweet like sultry desire draped in innocence. Read more »

The Hunt, Part 3/4. Final Meeting/The Hunt. [MF][Oral][BDSM][Swingish]

# Final Meeting

*Recap: The Hunt is an invite-only BDSM event where couples and singles find new partners for the event by playing an adult hide and seek with BDSM overtones. Its held on the land of a private alternative lifestyle club in northern Michigan. My wife Harley and I are attending for the first time and after checking in and setting up our tent, Harley had dressed for the Hunt and we made our way to the final meetings before the Hunt starts. Harley met with the rest of the prey at the barn and I made my way to hunters meeting in the pavilion.*

We had finished lunch and I sipped my beer while listening to a conversation about different protocols and how to implement them in real life while sitting at a table in the main pavilion when the music started to play with a seductive medley and driving bass undertones. I noticed that most of those around me have turned their attention outside of the pavilion to across the fire area where the prey were making their way towards us. The prey walked in a pack, talking among themselves until they reached the back of the pavilion where they started half walking half dancing in a single line weaving through the tables. Read more »

The Hunt, Part 2. Getting Ready. [MF][Oral][BDSM][Swingish]

# Getting Ready

I walked the rest of the way back to the tent thinking about what was about to happen. My wife was about to go out into the woods with all the other submissives to become prey to be hunted and captured. Whoever could catch her and place their collar around her neck would become her master until the next morning. She will serve them and be used by them within the limits of what was on that permit she filled out, but I did not know what was on it. Do not misunderstand, I trust my wife, but I found it both alarming and arousing that I did not know what she was agreeing to do once she was captured. I know her limits, I know what she loves and doesn’t like, but what would she be willing to do and have done to her by someone else? That, that was the mystery and possibilities that danced around inside my head as she did on the ice. Read more »

A dare from my older cousin turned a Halloween party into me cheating on my bf [FM]

When I was 19 my cousin (31), who I’m not that close to and only see once in a while, invited me to an early Halloween party being thrown by him and his girlfriend (24). I couldn’t really say no since it was so close to my school and he buys me a lot of wine and liquor to keep in my dorm, so I decided to show up early and leave early because usually his parties are pretty boring and filled with dudes in their mid-30s.

This was a few days before actual Halloween, so I told my BF I would go solo – he lives a few hours away and goes to a different school. He was totally fine with it because he knows my cousin really well and didn’t care.

I dug out my last years costume – a really generic sexy cop kind of outfit that was literally a black tight button up that I buttoned half way, a black cloth skirt, thigh highs with little badges on them and knee high boots. The year before I had a dildo shaped like a nightstick but I couldn’t find it anywhere. I settled on the fake squirt gun I had and put my hair back in a ponytail, it had just gotten to that length after shaving it a while before. Read more »

Sleep Tight [MM; BDSM]

“Evan, I’m home!”

My ears perked up when I heard that, my master was home! Cody, or master as I call him when we are “playing,” is my boyfriend. We have a consensual BDSM relationship, he is the dom and I’m his sub. Anytime I wanted this to be over, it would. We could easily go back to a normal relationship, heck, we often do! But I love this side of our relationship. I have my safe word for if things get too heavy or go too far, but I love testing my limits.

“Cody! Finally your home! Dinner’s ready.” I called him by his name instead of calling him Master. This was fine because our games wouldn’t start until after dinner.

We ate and talked about our days and about life. After dinner, we both cleaned the kitchen. As soon as I put the last dish in the dishwasher, I felt Cody’s strong hand grab me, turn me around, and passionately kiss me. After a few moments, he pulled away and sexily whispered, “Are you ready to go upstairs?”

I responded, with a voice that totally betrayed how aroused and excited I was, “Yes Master.” Read more »

On All Fours [F]or a Pair (and a few other tidbits)

It had only been a few weeks since my first BDSM experience, but it was already time for me to move for professional obligations. I had a very emotional time with my first Sir and set my sights on my next city. This included a gift: a leather collar. What was the significance of this? Well, we both knew that I couldn’t be owned in the traditional sense, but He wanted to give me something to let me know that He would always be there for me.

I loaded up my car and hit the road. Unfortunately, about 100 miles into the middle of nowhere, my car engine started overheating. I pulled into a gas station and checked with a nearby mechanic. They could get me back in motion, but it would take a few hours. I spent the rest of that time scrolling meaninglessly through my apps until I found someone I was enjoying flirting with. He had a gruff, country look to him. Keep in mind; this was the middle of nowhere. He was still at work so we discussed plans for playing. Unfortunately, by the time he was ready to go, my car was back up and running. So instead, I settled for having him meet me at the nearby gas station. I went to the bathroom and took off my panties. I went to his car and threw them in at him. At that was that. Read more »