Tag: BDSM

Getting fucked in front of swimming buddies [23F] [F/M] [tits] [bdsm] [groping] [dirty talk] [orgasm] [public]

At the age of nineteen my best friend invited me and a few other friends to spend the weekend at the lake house she shared with her family. My best friend’s cousin, his boyfriend, the boyfriend’s friend Tom, and another friend of ours were also present.

Tom was a charming man. He was tall and athletic, and I could tell he was hitting me. He used to sit next to me and casually touch my arm while we were sitting together. He would try to strike up a conversation with me while bringing me beverages. I had a feeling that we were going to have a disagreement.

After some smoking, my friend suggested that instead of going swimming, we should all sneak into his room that night. In order to enter the water, we first changed into our bathing suits. It was late at night, and the dim string lights on the dock were the only source of light.

We had some fun for a while. We played a couple rounds of chicken. It was thrilling to have Tom’s head between my legs and his hands on my thighs as I perched on his shoulders. I needed to return home so I could later snoop into his room. Read more »

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A story of anticipation [M25/F25] [BDSM/spanking]

Before you read this story, I must warn you that it will not contain any erotic moment, disciplinary spanking or any other climax. This story is all about the time before, the anticipation, the waiting, the dreaming, the fantasizing. It’s about readying yourself, getting in the right mindset. It’s a story for those that enjoy the delay of gratification almost as much as the act itself, for those who know the feeling of anticipation: that tingling sensation under your skin, that slight increase in your heartbeat, the dryness of your lips which need to get moisturized with a quick lick of the tongue.

This is the feeling with which Alana wakes up every Friday morning. The first noticeable impact of it occurs even before her alarm wakes her up. Even as she goes to bed the night before, she knows ‘tomorrow is the day’ and hardly any night that connects Thursdays to Fridays passes without her dreaming of what is to come. You could even say that all days from Saturday to Friday are but a countdown for this moment, but the feeling is never as strong as on that day itself. Strong in the morning, and only growing stronger as the day passes and the moment comes closer. Read more »

At the Farm – Part 4 [F18/F18/M50/F35] [Mdom, D/S, spanking, slave training, lesdom, anal, BDSM]

The door closed behind Sara as she walked towards her mission. Maja turned to her husband.

“What are your plans for the girls? If she manages to get the other maid here, that is.”

Sigvard stroked his wife’s hips with the tip of his fingers, pulling her towards him. She felt the warmth of his breath as she met his lips with her own.

“Many years ago, when I first met David’s mother, I lived somewhat of a different life. I traveled a lot, visited many places and got to know people with a slightly… alternative attitude to life. They considered themselves a hidden society, with members all over the world. Their great belief was that in order to find true meaning in life, one must give in to their inner desires. To not hold yourself back by the boundaries of expectations and norms.”

“Okay…?”

“They taught me a lot. That true pleasure is a process. It is something you train yourself towards. And the greatest pleasure, according to those in the society, is that between a master and his slave.”

His hands slid down and grabbed her buttocks. It made her giggle. Read more »

A game of Spin the Bottle like no other. [BDSM][DP][Gangbang](All characters 18+)

You’re sitting in the backseat of a car wearing a short, strapless, sexy black cocktail dress, blindfolded and on your way to a gangbang “with a difference”. That’s basically all your partner, who is currently driving, has told you; that you’re going to be fucked by multiple men and it’ll be an experience you’ll never forget. Your partner knows you’ve always wanted to try a gangbang; the thought of being surrounded by men, multiple hands all over your body while every one of your holes is being fucked hard is a fantasy you’ve talked about with each other for a long time. Tonight is the night it’s going to happen. That’s what you’ve been told anyway, but the details are vague and cryptic; how many men are going to be there? Any women? What’s the arrangement exactly? Why the secrecy? Do I really need to be blindfolded on the drive there? And, of course, what is this mysterious twist? To tell you the details “would ruin the surprise” apparently, according to your partner anyway. Your body is tingling with nerves; you’re as excited as you are anxious. Read more »

I had an accidental assfuck at a bar from some random man [23F] [29M] [F/M] [public] [teasing] [tits suck] [groping] [orgasm] [oral] [bdsm]

I was out on a Thursday girls’ night a couple years ago with my friends. We were all dressed very seductively with the intention of hitting on guys at the pub. I was dressed in heels and a little red dress with a very deep neck.

By the time it was one in the morning, we had been pretty inebriated and were at the night’s final tavern. In spite of the fact that he generally didn’t meet my standards, I started making out with him in a bar corner since I was so inebriated and aroused.

The pub was quite empty because it was late on a Thursday, so he asked me to accompany him to the restroom. He pressed me up against the wall as soon as we entered the restroom (separate unisex facilities), kissing me all over my neck and running his hands up my body.

I loosened the straps on my dress and placed his head against my tits. He touched my ass while giving my nipples a strong suck. I began to touch between his legs, sighed with delight, unbuttoned his pants, slipped out his cock, and then slowly began to stroke it. Read more »

Stay in the Shadows and Have Some Fucking Fun [23F] [F/M] [orgasm] [oral] [bdsm] [dirty talk] [rough play] [public]

My participation in this game was beginning to make me question my sanity. After a night of drinking, my slutty side took over, and I found myself on my hands and knees in a clearing in the bushes, naked and hoping to blend into the background.

My sorority evidently has a long-standing custom of doing so. After a long night of drinking, at an awful hour of the night, we would play hide and go fuck; the idea was straightforward. They would pick a group of males at the bar to play with. From our home, the girls start with a one-minute advantage. Everyone would flee and hide, and you would have to wait there while completely naked. They have ten minutes to locate you. You return to the house if they didn’t. However, if they discovered you, they had better fuck you there and then. Read more »

Tardy Party! [Femdom] [FF] [Spanking] [BDSM] [Con] [Flash fiction] [Fingering] [Skylar/22] [Jaden/21] [anal] [bi]

“Jaden, can you come into my office for a second?” I asked smiling at her. I could tell she had butterflies in her stomach through her eyes. “Uh yeah.. sure thing what do you need?” “Can we meet up after work, I have something to say.” “Why not say it here,” she replied. “Haha, long story, be there at 5, **don’t be late**,” I sternly said.

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Part from Chapter 2 from the erotica BROWN GIRL AND THE WHITE BOY by Russo Tanaka [Hardcore, BDSM, Interracial]

After a few months, the “new girl,” at the brothel in the slums became a sensation. She even got the attention of the boss of all the underworld bosses, the infamous “Anwar,” who ran all the brothels and heroin trade in multiple southern states. Anwar was a ruthless man, but he was so protective of the working-girls at his brothels, because his dead mother was also a prostitute and he was an openly gay man.
“No one can mess with the girls. Pay, fuck, and leave. No drama!” That was Anwar’s rule.
That even applied to his close lieutenants. Breaking that rule or even making a small drama in his brothels was just enough to land Anwar’s fury on them! Everyone knew that, so no one even thought of messing with the working-girls at “Anwar’s brothels.” Working-girls kind of felt safe being in on Anwar’s brothels. All the politicians, police, judges, lawyers and even some media and celebrities were in his pocket!
Time to time he hooked up some of his girls with filthy rich men, and often those girls became their mistresses with an apartment or condo to them. Anwar kind of felt relieved when a girl goes away from his brothels and starts a new life, that made him happy.
Brothels weren’t his main income nor the heroin trade! And above all, he wasn’t the boss of all the underworld bosses in southern states! Those were just the cover story to keep one of the best kept secrets in the entire world. In India, out of over a billion people, Anwar was the only man who knew what that was! All the money he earned from the heroin trade and brothels were being used to keep his influence and muscle. But his real income was a secret worth more than hundred billion dollars!” Read more »

After the Great Shift, Part 3 [scifi] [historic] [chastity] [femdom] [bdsm] [oc] [real] [fiction] [extreme] [F28/F30/m28]

From the back of the van, Joe stared at the city through the two, small back windows. He saw the van zip by where he was living a few days ago, and the apartment he once shared with Danielle. There was definitely a part of him that was happy to find out that she was still alive, but the pain of having that information, and feeling like he’d never see her again hurt worse than anything.

“I can’t believe they sent you here,” the guard in the passenger seat said through the caged opening to the front seat. “In my two years working here, I’ve only been here once, and it was to hand over another guard who beat her superior to death – I’d only heard of rumors where someone with a cock was let inside.” Read more »

[FM] – Helena’s Horny Halloween House – [femdom][rough][spanking][pegging][fingering][prostate stimulation][facesitting][sex worker][professional domme][big tits][BDSM]

As I shakily applied shaving cream to my face, I wondered if it was too late to call my bank and report that credit card purchase as fraudulent. Sure, I had been the one to type in the numbers, but I wasn’t exactly thinking coherently. If you wouldn’t be allowed to operate heavy machinery while in my state, there should also be some regulation against 2AM purchases of over five-hundred dollars. 

With a boozy brain, I had enthusiastically agreed to Halloween plans with an old college buddy. He linked me to a flashy, password-protected website that featured photos of two very gorgeous women donned in gothic garb. I clicked through some photos of the exhibition and saw that it was a lurid take on a haunted house experience. Allegedly, the home itself was haunted with spirits from the nineteenth century. The page promised a night crafted for the ultimate horny thrill seeker, the squeamish and prudish warned to stay far away. The details of the evening’s festivities were vague at best, only providing coy bios of the group of go-go performers that were hosting the event. They were to guide individual guests through the house, acting as our guides, perhaps. As I scrolled the dancers, I fixated on one in particular, Helena, a petite and curvy brunette with a cherub face. She looked more dangerous than the rest, her dramatic, stormy eyes projecting through the screen and into my soul. I assumed there would be plenty of dancing during the performances, and I would love to see how she moved her body. If I was going to assign a partner to myself, it would absolutely be her.  Read more »