Tag: BDSM

The Lusty Librarian & the Alpha Male [MF] [dominated] [alpha-male] [submissive]

I’d waited long enough for the last customer to leave, and decided to go look for him. He’d shown up a few hours ago and I noticed him right away because he was pure perfection. Now it was time to close and he’d gone missing. I locked the front doors and headed through the cavernous building to find him.

He’d left a book open on the table and it brought me to a halt. The Complete Illustrated Kama Sutra. It had been ages since I’d had sex (in the real world), and I felt a tingle between my legs. It really didn’t take much to make that happen because I was perpetually horny.

The place was deserted, except for that super hot man, and no one was looking, so I decided to check the smutty book myself and take it home for the night. Smiling, I picked it up, but gasped in surprise when it was swiped from my hand.

I spun in shock, my eyes wide. “Goodness. That scared me,” I complained, my heart racing. It was that sexy man, and he was standing very close, wearing a cocky grin. A thrill shot through my entire body at the sight of him. Read more »

After The Work-Out… [Straight] [Light BDSM] [MF]

Every week was always similar, but never the same. She’d go to work. So would I. I’d go to the gym. So would she. But she’d go to kick-boxing class for 7, whereas I’d save my energy by doing an easy 400-metre lap in the swimming pool. I’d be done before her, get dressed and meet her in the now-abandoned classrooms at the back of the leisure centre. Our tryst room.

Once inside, I’d throw down my kit-bag, and wait, fully dressed for the approaching foot-steps. As sure as sunrise they would quickly arrive. Tentative, and a soft, I’d hear the squeaking of trainers approach. As they neared. I’d tense, getting ready, and as soon as the door opened, despite my urges to just *pin* her to the wall, I’d always stop just shy to marvel at her beauty: sweat-drenched body, that musky smell, hair tied into a neat bun, breathing heavily, bruised legs from the training session, garish purple shorts, yet, every bit, *the*, most irresistible girl, in this whole damn facility. With my body inches away from hers, and holding on to her sticky arms, I’d take a deep breathe, inhale her scent, as she tensed, eased, and allowed my lips to softly kiss hers. My index finger supporting her chin whilst she’d stare into my eyes, and we’ve kiss again. This time hard. With passion. Her hands coddling the back of my head and neck, as I intertwined my fingers with hers, pressing her arms out wide and into the wall. Read more »

After The Work-Out… [Straight] [Light BDSM] [MF]

Every week was always similar, but never the same. She’d go to work. So would I. I’d go to the gym. So would she. But she’d go to kick-boxing class for 7, whereas I’d save my energy by doing an easy 400-metre lap in the swimming pool. I’d be done before her, get dressed and meet her in the now-abandoned classrooms at the back of the leisure centre. Our tryst room.

Once inside, I’d throw down my kit-bag, and wait, fully dressed for the approaching foot-steps. As sure as sunrise they would quickly arrive. Tentative, and a soft, I’d hear the squeaking of trainers approach. As they neared. I’d tense, getting ready, and as soon as the door opened, despite my urges to just *pin* her to the wall, I’d always stop just shy to marvel at her beauty: sweat-drenched body, that musky smell, hair tied into a neat bun, breathing heavily, bruised legs from the training session, garish purple shorts, yet, every bit, *the*, most irresistible girl, in this whole damn facility. With my body inches away from hers, and holding on to her sticky arms, I’d take a deep breathe, inhale her scent, as she tensed, eased, and allowed my lips to softly kiss hers. My index finger supporting her chin whilst she’d stare into my eyes, and we’ve kiss again. This time hard. With passion. Her hands coddling the back of my head and neck, as I intertwined my fingers with hers, pressing her arms out wide and into the wall. Read more »

One Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers Part 2, [Threesome] [Double Penetration] [rough][anal sex][oral][bdsm][milf][MMF]

Part 2, One Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers. Continued from this post.

Things took a turn for the worse when they went from ‘incredible orgasm’ to ‘beating with a belt.’

After putting welts across my ass and even my thighs, he was finally done. The uncalled for whipping had infuriated me and I glared over my shoulder at Jake and my mouth began to run amuck as I struggled against Hound-dog’s grip on my wrists.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? You two need professional help,” I yelled, not thinking before speaking. I’d blame my stupidity on the pain and a severe aversion to being whipped, but my mouth ran out of control frequently.

Hound-dog let out a bark of laughter, but Jake didn’t think it was funny and brought the belt down upon my ass again, causing me to scream.

“I’m sorry! Please stop,” I begged, now wishing that I’d locked the library doors just a few minutes before these two came in. Especially now that it was revealed that they clearly had severe sociopathic tendencies. Read more »

In His Secret Room [MF][BDSM][CBT][oral][mast]

When I accidentally found Shane’s hidden torture chamber, a fifteen feet by fifteen foot room of raw cinder block lit by a sputtering fluorescent light, I froze in horror. A wide vinyl dentist’s like chair with thick leather wrist and ankle restraints took up the center of the room. A dental light was twisted and propped over the chair and a steel dental tray holding little stainless steel instruments of torture glittered beside it. Manacles hung bolted to a wall. Photos of scantily dressed women covered a cork board on the wall. On a rolling table sat a machine with meters and dials and electrode wire leads with pincers like jumper cables. Were the splatters at my feet blood or paint? It’s all so frightening. So why do I trust him and am so ready to indulge his fantasies? That’s the power my client has over women. As Shane and I walked down into the basement, to his secret room, I began to have second thoughts.

“Please don’t hurt me,” I said.

“I’m not going to hurt you. Come on.”

I timidly followed him down the stairs, ready to bolt at any moment like a cautious doe. Read more »

The Librarian and two Sadistic Bikers, Part 1[sadism, bdsm, spanking, MMF, threesome, erotica, short story, adult, oral, double penetration, dubcon, alpha-male, milf]

Jane is a lusty milf who recently got a job as a librarian to pay her bills. This is her diary entry from a steamy encounter with two sadistic bikers. I’ll put a link to the blog in the comments, where you can find part two and three, and some pictures to go along with the story – Randi Holiday

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It was Friday night, closing time at the library. My dirty mind was wondering as I checked out the long line of men that formed with their books. I enhanced the boring task by imagining that the line was formed for a more arousing reason. Instead of checking out their books, I was on my knees and they were waiting for their turn at my mouth. I know it’s kind of unexpected for a librarian to think that way, but I just love men and I have a high sex drive. I actually call it a sex-overdrive.

At the moment I can’t wait to get home to take a trip into my son’s newest game. That’s a new hobby of mine, but a different story altogether. Let me just say that the characters in video games are actually just as horny as I am, and I’ve had some wild adventures. Read more »

One Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers, Parts 1 & 2 [bdsm] [threesome] [rough] [erotic] [adult] [oral] [double penetration] [spanking] [whipping] [punishment] [dubcon]

**Part 1**

It was Friday night, closing time at the library. My dirty mind was wondering as I checked out the long line of men that formed with their books. I enhanced the boring task by imagining that the line was for a more arousing reason. Instead of checking out their books, I was on my knees and they were waiting for their turn at my mouth. I know it’s kind of unexpected for a librarian to think that way, but I’m not really a typical librarian. Besides, my sex drive was insanely high. I actually call it a sex-overdrive.

When the place emptied, I was about to lock the doors when two huge bikers came in. One had a thick red beard and a full head of hair. He wore a black Harley tee and was totally ripped. The other man had dark hair and a five o’clock shadow. He was shirtless beneath a leather vest and his muscled arms and chest were covered with tattoos. Both of them immediately pushed every one of my horny, oversexed buttons.

My heart raced when I realized that I was completely alone with the rough looking men. I wondered why they were here, because they didn’t seem the type you’d expect to see in a library. Read more »

One Lusty Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers, An Erotic Short Story [MMF] [oral] [rough] [double penetration] [bdsm] [spanking] [hardcore]

It was Friday night, closing time at the library. My dirty mind was wondering as I checked out the long line of men that formed with their books. I enhanced the boring task by imagining that the line was formed for a more arousing reason. Instead checking out their books, I was on my knees and they were waiting for their turn at my mouth. I know it’s kind of unexpected for a librarian to think that way, but I just love men and I have a high sex drive. I actually call it a sex-overdrive.

When the place emptied, I was about to lock the doors when two huge bikers came in. One had a thick red beard and a full head of hair. He wore a black Harley tee and was totally ripped. The other man had dark hair and a five o’clock shadow. He was shirtless beneath a leather vest and his muscled arms and chest were covered with tattoos. Both of them immediately pushed every one of my horny, oversexed buttons.

My heart raced when I realized that I was completely alone with the rough looking men. I wondered why they were here, because they didn’t seem the type you’d expect to see in a library. Read more »

Dancing to the pull of his strings [M/f, STR, bdsm, dubcon, edging]

She shivered in the cold November air, but it wasn’t just the chill that dimpled her flesh and shortened her breath… it was the sheer insanity of her choice. She stalled for what seemed like forever, one leg hanging out of the driver side of her car, the option to get right back in and drive home tugging at the corner of her mind. The phone chiming in her hand nearly made her jump, as he always seemed to send these little messages of his in time with the doubts she had. Thumbing across the screen she gulped as the list of instructions followed, before pushing herself up out of the car and shutting it behind her. This was what she wanted, the call of that deep husky voice she’d had whispering in her ear throughout the week previous drawing her ever nearer. Read more »

Simple night of rough sex was the best sex I have EVER had [f21] [m20]

I have been into a guy for a little while now. We hang out a night or two a week and had sex about 3 times. The sex was good and I basically worship his cock because it is just perfect. But last night he gave to me the most perfect and best experience I have ever had. I should say before I start that I am a very big submissive and I had clued him in a little on this but not to any real extent. Read more »