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My Wingman Has Great Boobs [MF] [F] [swinging]

(Yes, it’s long. But good stories often are. All * names have been changed to protect people’s anonymity. Skip to the *** if you don’t want backstory, but you’ll miss the context. And there’s more than one round of sexytimes involved.)

So let me tell you about Candy*.

She’s fucking hot.

Okay, a little more? Candy is about 5’10”. She’s done a lot of modeling, including some nude modeling. Early 30s. (A few years younger than me.) She’s got amazing long legs, perfect and sexy from a decade plus of dance. She’s thin, gorgeous, a mix of ethnic background that makes her turn heads even in a t-shirt and denim shorts and no makeup, a +3 ass of perfection, and beautiful 34-B boobs that don’t need a bra.

So, to sum up, Candy makes guys drool.

She’s also my best friend. And my wingman.

And make no mistake, I am not oblivious to how sexy my best friend is, but from the moment we met we’ve just bonded as friends. She can totally be just one of the guys. She can fart and burp with the best of us. She’ll point out the hot server at Friday’s to me in case I missed her. Read more »

My Slutty Teen Slave [Mf] [bdsm] [fsub] [mdom] [oral]

My Slutty Teen Slave

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When I was twenty, shortly after I broke off my year long relationship with a girl named Natalie, I started to search adult chat sites for female submissives. I talked with a few, but none of them were quite what I was looking for.

One night, as I sat on the couch in my apartment, I pulled out my laptop. Within minutes I found a possible submissive, who listed her name as Jess18. I sent her a quick hello, and she replied, seeming flirty.

“So, I heard you’re looking for someone who can hold you down and have their way with your helpless body? ;)”

It took her a minute to reply, but she said, “Ohhhh yes :) are you that guy?”

“Maybe. We’ll see ;)”

We chatted for about ten minutes. I learned that her name was Jessica and she was a high school student on their cheer squad.

“Oh really? I’m James. Are you a senior?”

“Nope! A junior. I’m only 17. Shhhhh! Don’t tell anyone here :)”

“It’s our little secret. I’m twenty, by the way.” Read more »

Kayli getting what she deserves [TF, Tdom, Fsub, bdsm, bdsm, exh]

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue, slut.”

Without hesitation, I did as ordered. My mistress, Blakley, just stared at me for a moment while straddling my leg; I could only guess she was taking in her control over my actions.

I lay there for her, naked and bound with my breasts in a rope harness and my hands tied behind my back. My legs were left free, but she told me to keep them open for her pleasure. As the seconds passed, my eyes couldn’t help but wander down to her cock. She’d hardly even touched me and already I was aching to have her hard member inside of me.

Mistress finally pulled out a ball gag and pushed it into my mouth. “All in good time, my cock hungry slut.”

She lowered herself over me and began to caress my breast. I moaned softly at the touch, growing louder as she began sucking on the opposing nipple. Mistress teased me for a few moments before sliding her hand down my stomach and brushed my clit. My body jerked and my hips thrust up as her fingers began to caress my sex. Read more »

“THE TASTE OF HER SUBMISSION” [MF, BDSM] (Revised; Short Story)

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**ACT I**

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The Woman glanced upward, now seeing the Man’s face distorted through the bottom of his glass tumbler. When viewed from this strange perspective, his normally handsome features appeared momentarily monstrous; his charming smile was rendered suddenly sardonic, twisted and unsymmetrical.

The Man drank the last of the remaining whiskey in his glass, then lowered the tumbler toward the Woman curled up in his lap. While swirling the half-melted ice-cubes around in contemplative circles, he announced: *”You taste good”*, speaking in a guttural whisper which was more felt than heard.

The Woman opened her mouth to respond, but found no words worth speaking. Instead, she lowered her head back down onto the man’s lap, letting her lips naturally wrap back around the head of his swollen cock.

She laid there that way for some time, feeling profoundly exhausted, with her bare legs spread out along the couch, and with her cheek resting on the thigh of the Man’s soft dress pants. The Woman’s tongue never stopped lazily running circles around the ridges of the Man’s cock, feeling it swell and retreat in size. The Man stroked her hair with his free hand, occasionally letting it wander down to the tight valley between her ass cheeks, where his probing fingers sometimes found themselves temporarily stuck. Read more »

“THE TASTE OF HER SUBMISSION” [MF, BDSM] (Revised; Short Story)

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**ACT I**

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The Woman glanced upward, now seeing the Man’s face distorted through the bottom of his glass tumbler. When viewed from this strange perspective, his normally handsome features appeared momentarily monstrous; his charming smile was rendered suddenly sardonic, twisted and unsymmetrical.

The Man drank the last of the remaining whiskey in his glass, then lowered the tumbler toward the Woman curled up in his lap. While swirling the half-melted ice-cubes around in contemplative circles, he announced: *”You taste good”*, speaking in a guttural whisper which was more felt than heard.

The Woman opened her mouth to respond, but found no words worth speaking. Instead, she lowered her head back down onto the man’s lap, letting her lips naturally wrap back around the head of his swollen cock.

She laid there that way for some time, feeling profoundly exhausted, with her bare legs spread out along the couch, and with her cheek resting on the thigh of the Man’s soft dress pants. The Woman’s tongue never stopped lazily running circles around the ridges of the Man’s cock, feeling it swell and retreat in size. The Man stroked her hair with his free hand, occasionally letting it wander down to the tight valley between her ass cheeks, where his probing fingers sometimes found themselves temporarily stuck. Read more »

Bound to a Dinghy [MF, BDSM, Fdom]

Hello everyone. I’d like to preface that this is the first story I’ve ever written, and that comments on what you liked and what you have criticisms for are appreciated. Also it should be noted that this story does get a bit brutal, so I guess I’ll let you decide how into it you are. Without further ado, enjoy! Read more »

[Mf] Making You My Girl [bdsm] a little [scifi]

She blinked in and out of consciousness; the lights were bright, too bright, when her eyes opened, but the dark scared her. Still… she drifted. Once, when she half-woke, he and the doctor were standing over her prone body, discussing her recovery process. The conversation floated in and out of her ears, with snippets of words here or there, words like “weak” and “dangerous” and “caution;” Words that served to do little more than frighten her back into the blackness of unconsciousness. Once, she thought she felt his hand against her cheek, though it might have been a dream.

When she was well enough to leave the hospital, she spent six weeks on pseudo-bedrest, flitting between the bed, the sofa, physical therapy appointments, and long, steamy baths that left her feeling better each time she stepped out of them. He was attentive and concerned, but quiet, and she hoped he wasn’t having second thoughts about the operation. He washed her hair during her baths, and escorted her to physical therapy. He cooked her meals for her, and snuggled close, but not too close or hard, to her in the evenings. They watched television shows together, though nothing too funny, or she would laugh and upset the stitches. He read her to sleep some nights, and others, she would drift quickly in the early evenings and be out until well past dawn the next day. Time passed, quick and slow and all at once. Read more »

[MF] First Date Anal

Two nights ago i fired up tinder for the first time in about a year and a half. i was just brutally rejected by a man i cared deeply for, and more importantly, wanted to get fucked by desperately.

I spent an hour or two and found someone willing to meet me for a drink and then go back to the apartment where i was staying—belonging to the man who turned me down—to fuck my face and leave. I basically wanted to be used sexually the way that man used me emotionally, and now refuses to put his cock inside me.

My tinder math wanted to talk too much for what i intended, but he was able to provide exactly what i asked for in the end.

he took off his pants and stood over me, my head tilted backward and resting on the backrest of the couch. he put the tip of his cock on my lips, i opened up and he pushed his flaccid cock to the back of my mouth. i sucked hard, feeling his cock stiffen and extend down the back of my throat. he pushed in further as i gagged. Read more »

Made to feel useless [Mf] [bdsm] [humiliation]

We had skipped that safety meet. Or at least she had. Her name is Scarlet. At least that’s what I call her. I’m not even sure if it deserves capitalization. That might offend. She is supposed to be treated as if she is a worthless thing.

I had her park in the parking lot where I could see from my hotel room. She kik’d me that she had arrived and I had her get out of the car. I sent back to walk around her car in a circle twice while I decided if she was worth my time.

I watched from my window as she looked around, vainly up to see if she could see who was watching and from where. She was too far for me to make out any details of course. But I saw a clear female shape, wearing the blue dress that I recognized from the naughty photos she had kik’d me throughout the day.

I sent a note back, taunting her, calling her a horny slut, telling her she was so overwhelmed by the wet slick between her legs that she was rushing up to be abused by a man she hadn’t met or seen, when I had clearly seen her. Read more »