Tag: BDSM

[MMF][anal] I (a lesbian) fucked two guys at a party

Hey everyone! :)
This story is about me, and, obviously, I’m a lesbian ;) I’ve had a few experiences with guys, though, which I’ve written a little about, and this is one of them.

If requested, I’ll write about one of my more wild experiences, which involved some BDSM and domination, plus a couple girls. This one is more tame, however.

The first guy was a friend from high school. He knew I was a lesbian, but he always had a crush on me. He never tried to do anything, he was respectful of my sexuality, but he always had a thing for me.

The second was another one of his good friends. He was neutral about me, never had anything for/against me, he just sort of rode along with it.

The story starts in a car. We’ve just left guy 1’s house. He drives, while guy 2 sits in the back with me. We’re attending a party in an upscale house, owned by the other friend’s parents. They, believe it or not, let us use it for parties, in exchange for us keeping it relatively clean. They were pretty fun. Read more »

21:02 – Part Three [x-post /r/BDSMerotica] [HUML] [Brat] [BDSM] [MDom/femsub]

[Part One](https://redd.it/72zamh)

[Part Two](https://redd.it/736gpg)

“Then, you will accept your punishment with grace and count each blow in German. Do you remember what I told you would happen when you miscount or count in English?”

“Ja, mein Herr. You said that we would start all over again…”

“That’s correct. But, before we begin with your punishment, I think we’ll focus on my pleasure. My cock has been aching to fuck all your tight little holes. Too bad you haven’t yet redeemed yourself enough to deserve to be fucked.”

His fingers nimbly worked his rope to free my thighs, as every cell in my body came alive under his command. I was his and I would serve his every wish until he no longer desired my presence. The half-filled sink had never left my mind and I could not suppress my grin, as he helped me rise to me feet.

“Did I instruct you to wear any underwear tonight?”

“No, Sir.”

“Then, please explain why you chose to wear them?” Read more »

The time we got a hotel roo[m] [f]or the night and [f]ucked each other’s brains out (Part 1)

It had all been arranged beforehand. I led Rachel to the hotel room in her little black dress, speaking not a word as I undressed her, article by article. Still silent, I laid her gently down on the bed, tying her wrists to the bedposts and then looming over her, admiring her full breasts and the soft tuft of hair above her otherwise bare pussy. I lovingly caressed her, ignoring her pleas for “just a quickie” before her friend arrived. For that, I gave her a swift smack across her face, but that only inflamed her desire further. She does this thing when I slap her, where she gasps and her eyes widen and it’s super fucking hot.

So anyways, it didn’t take long to pick Eve up, but I took my time nonetheless. Rachel can be a brat sometimes, and waiting is one of the few weapons I have. She enjoys the edging, the slapping, the biting. Denying her pleasure is the only true punishment I can subject her to. Read more »

My punishment [MF]

So after the whole office fun today, when my husband came home from work. He smiled as he walked in the door and gave a very passionate kiss. I was still so turned on from what had happened earlier. He went upstairs to shower and change, so I figured while he was in the shower I could get off now since he had but I had not. So I laid on our bed waiting for him to come out of the shower, dressed in my thong and that was all. I needed him to fuck me so bad now.

Previous post link here:

He invited me to his work. [MF] from gonewildstories

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Foxtrot by Moonlight Pt 2[BDSM][cheat][group]

“It is such a lovely night… let’s play by moonlight,” you whisper, voice catching in your throat in anticipation of what is being promised. You reach to take the offered hand and are surprised when the hound drops the fox mask to the floor and leans forward, managing to lift his mask in time with his bow from the waist, and kiss you with warm intimacy on your knuckle. Not so much of a glimpse of his face.

Then he pulls you toward himself like a partner in a dance and lifts you into his cradled arms. En masse, the menagerie of manimals turn towards the door they had entered by and march back through, with Mr. Hound and yourself behind. The hound turns to sidle through the door and as you pass through, you see a stone courtyard in the middle of a lush green space brightly lit by the rising full moon. Over most of the courtyard is a massive wrought iron trellis. Dangling in the center of the structure is a block and tackle with a silver ring. Dangling from the ring are several lengths of rope with carabiners on the ends. Beneath that, an odd cushioned table… for lack of a better description, padded and covered in loops and snaffles. Read more »

Foxtrot by Moonlight pt2 [BDSM][Cheat][Group][Smut]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/739k30/foxtrot_by_moonlight_sologroupcheat/)

“It is such a lovely night… let’s play by moonlight,” you whisper, voice catching in your throat in anticipation of what is being promised. You reach to take the offered hand and are surprised when the hound drops the fox mask to the floor and leans forward, managing to lift his mask in time with his bow from the waist, and kiss you with warm intimacy on your knuckle. Not so much of a glimpse of his face.

Then he pulls you toward himself like a partner in a dance and lifts you into his cradled arms. En masse, the menagerie of manimals turn towards the door they had entered by and march back through, with Mr. Hound and yourself behind. The hound turns to sidle through the door and as you pass through, you see a stone courtyard in the middle of a lush green space brightly lit by the rising full moon. Over most of the courtyard is a massive wrought iron trellis. Dangling in the center of the structure is a block and tackle with a silver ring. Dangling from the ring are several lengths of rope with carabiners on the ends. Beneath that, an odd cushioned table… for lack of a better description, padded and covered in loops and snaffles. Read more »

Wife Swap at the Pajama Party [mfmf][voy][bdsm][sex club]

My husband Max and I were dressed in our pajamas heading to the pajama party in the sex club’s finished basement. Max was in plaid bottoms and a t-shirt while I wore a cute pink satin pajama top and matching shorts. My nipples were hard. My brown hair bounced around my shoulders as we wandered downstairs. It seemed like everybody was down here in a pile of fourteen pajama wearing adults spread out on the floor in a sea of blankets, sleeping bags and bean bags nibbling on buckets of popcorn as they watched the ancient porno. Deep Throat was playing on the six by thirteen foot screen affixed to the wall. Max and I scooped up a bucket of popcorn and with drinks and popcorn in hand, we sauntered towards the group. Tom and Ann, a couple we were interested in playing with, were snuggled together propped up on a bean bag. Ann, with her black hair and deep blue eyes and her clean cut blonde husband, Tom looked over and waved for us to join them. Max and I uttered, ‘excuse me’ as we tiptoed over bodies to settle down upon the sleeping bag strewn on the floor. Max pulled up the bean bag behind us. He threw is arm around my shoulder as we settled back to watch the show. I was lying so close to Ann, dressed in a black tank top adorned with skull and bones and a pair of men’s cotton tighty whities. She was kind of a goth girl. Both my husband and I find her quite attractive. Her legs were so long and beautiful Tom looked relaxed in grey pajama bottoms and an Eddie Bauer t-shirt. We were so cozy together, melded in a puddle of flannel wearing adults. Read more »

He invited me to his work. [MF]

Well for anyone out there who has been reading my posts, my husband [35 M] and I [32 F] have started testing our boundaries in BDSM. I just can’t believe how our sex life is evolving..Even more surprised how dominant and just down right good he is at this. Almost think he’s not new to it?!?

(Links to previous posts below)

I thought maybe this was kind of fluke thing. The evening after (he restrained me for the first time), he casually came in from work and gave me a kiss on my forehead and asked how my day was. Then headed to the kitchen and opened up a bottle of wine, we sat down for dinner. Like our typical evenings we snuggled on the couch and watched tv before going to bed. This was pretty much what we did all week. Don’t get me wrong, he was attentive to me, just very sweet. Almost too sweet.. almost like nothing happened. He never hinted or said a word about our latest steamy sex sessions. Read more »

21:02 – Part Two [x-Post /r/BDSMerotica] [BDSM/BD] [Brat] [MDom/fsub]

[Part One](https://redd.it/72zamh)

“You’ve been a very bad girl, Fraulein. Need I list off your offenses to you?”

My tongue was glued to my teeth, as I attempted to force a sound from my dusty, parched throat. He was standing over me before I could even process his movements. His firm hand under my chin, he forced my gaze to meet his, as tears filled my eyes. The first slap hadn’t yet registered, when the second landed with a smack.

“You will answer, when I ask you a question. Unless, you’d rather I take away your right to speak, as well?”

“No, mein Herr. Please. I would like to hear what I have done. I want to be better… for you.” The words tumbled out through my lips, my tongue stuttering over every syllable.

With a wicked gleam in his eyes, he lowered me back to the floor and returned to his regal throne. The rustle of the paper in his hands sent me further into the mindset of the captive. I was before the judge, jury, and executioner; being read the list of my crimes and, summarily, my punishments. Read more »

21:02 – Part One [X-Post /r/BDSMerotica] [BDSM] [BD] [Mdom/femsub]

The realization that I was already two minutes late sent blood rushing to my cheeks, as my palms grew slick with anxiety and the relentless drumming of my heart thundered in my ears. He was going to be even more pissed this time…

I enjoyed counting the strokes of my punishment… the crop whistling through the air, before striking its purchase of pale, supple flesh. Yet to disappoint him… like this… again. The weight of my mistakes guilt me and shame me more than if he ever laid a finger upon me. Why couldn’t I even get the simplest parts right?
The fluorescent brilliance of the buzzer, where his name should have been, only served to confront me further with the reality that awaited me behind that heavy, shit-brown colored door. My King was surely already mulling over my punishments for not only my tardiness, but my obstinacy, as well. I would not keep him waiting any longer and my heels clattered against the stone with every step I took towards my sentencing. Read more »