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The nude girl on stage – MF/f – exhibitionism mild D/s

The club was loud, but not overwhelmingly so. The music piped in through speakers and not live. This was not a club people came too for music. No, they had something else in mind.

The girl, Stacy and I were dressed for the Mardi Gras theme. Each of the girls were in sequined sparkling dresses and I was dressed in a suit. We all wore matching masks. The girls half masks, both sequined, Stacy's red and the girls white. My mask was green with a long curved and pointed nose like that of an old time plague doctors.

Both women were nude below their dresses. We had teased each other and would continue to tease each other. In the cab we had coyly slid hands up skirts and more than once they had flashed me as we walked.

The crowd was rowdy and all over we saw people tied to things, being hit. The bdsm club was in full swing. Men yelled for tits and more than once Stacy obliged, dropping the top of her dress to show her large breasts. And more than once Stacy or I forced the girl to do the same, showing her smaller perky breasts to the crowd. By the time we found a quiet place to stand they each had a number of cheap beaded necklaces on. Read more »

Crazy Sex Addicted Milf Concubine Pt1

Like with many posts on here I have to start with the obligatory "long time lurker first time poster" xD Now that that's out of the way this is the first of MANY stories with Lucy, a 31 year old Milf, stories that include BDSM, play piercing, public nudity and sex, anal… the list goes on and on. This is very long as it includes A LOT of back story, so if you want to skip to the sex, that's in paragraph 4. Read more »

Cant. [MF][BDSM][Abuse][Light blood play][Alone, together]

“Why are you wearing that lipstick?” His normally kind and even voice is low, husky. Just on the edge of a growl or something more primal. He moves towards her, the entrance of the bistro, with the speed only a monster can have. And then his green eyes are upon her, his thick blond hair hardly moved by the chilling wind. His broad frame barely constrained by the sports jacket and his teeth sharp as his tone. “This is why you wanted me to meet you here, isn't it?”

She doesn't know what he's talking about. Her heart is rising to the back of her throat as she denies it, saying that it was just to–

“Shut it.” He looks around the street and waits as a couple passes, glowering at her, so intense that they both look back before vanishing. “You think I'm going to let you do this? Walk all over and wear your whore-shaded lipstick?” He's closer to her now, enough that she can feel his heat. “I'm not those little boys you've dated. You can't just put yourself on display and expect to be worked out. So I'm going to give you a chance.” He stands back up to full height and takes two steps back. “Admit that you wore the lipstick in order to get attention or I'm going to punish you.” Read more »

A Bench and a Blindfold [bdsm] [fantasy] [mf] [ff] [ccw]

My workshop is on the lowest level of the ship. There’s only two mechanics on the United Planets 253 cruiser, and Kyle works up in the control room so I can get pretty lonely. My workshop is probably the loudest place in all of the Xeon Galaxy. The hardware for the ship’s AI is down here and sometimes she decides to purge her old files and that gets her fan all riled up. The engines are here too, so there’s a pretty loud hum constantly. And of course, all of my various machines make a lot of noises. I don’t mind the background noise. It makes my isolated workshop feel a little bit less empty. Read more »

[M/F] The wonders of hooking up through Reddit – Part 3 (of 3)

Part One is here and Part Two is here

It was a great week, though it will sadly end after this last chapter. She was only in town for another day, so we spent about 30 hours straight together enjoying it as much as possible. After I left on Wednesday night, it was torture for the both of us. She sent me this picture to show me how wet she's been and how she hasn't been able to get me off of her mind. I responded with a picture of my pants-bound erection and a similar sentiment, but her pictures are way better. In any event, we had to wait from Wednesday night until Saturday evening to see each other again. After talking about how hot it would be for me to cum in her ass or on her face, I decided not to masturbate for a few days. I even managed to convince her to do the same, though she slipped up a few times. She didn't cum, though, with which I was pleased. She sent me this picture on Friday at my request and I almost wanted to quit my night job and head her way immediately. I restrained myself, however, and waited until Saturday. From here on out, it's all sort of a blur of the best sex I've ever had (not hyperbole in the slightest), but I've tried to recount some of the finer moments for y'all. Read more »

The Girl From OkCupid (M/F, BDSM, Dom/Sub)

"Hi sir."

"Glad to hear from you."

"What do you like sir?"

"I like that you're calling me sir. I like making a girl beg to cum. And teasing her with it. I like choking and slapping. And I'm very good at what I do."

"Can u go into detail?"

"I would pull you to the bed by your hair and throw you down onto it. I would rip off your clothes and run my fingers up your body and just as you were getting comfortable I'd bite your nipple. Scream and I'll cover your mouth and stick my finger in."

"Can u make me cry?"

"Do you want me to make you cry?"

"Absolutely."

"I can make you cry."

"How?"

"Let me get there. We're just getting started."

"Okay sorry sir."

"I'll finger you until you can't take it any more, slapping your face and pinching your nipples when you're least expecting it. When you say you're going to cum my hand goes around your throat and I tell you to wait. I keep going in, thrusting with my fingers hitting your g spot and your eyes start to water." Read more »

Who is a good boy? [mf] [bdsm] [dom/sub] [puppyplay] [drugs]

Here we go… It's my first text in this subreddit and I hope I did the tagging etc right. I wrote this based on a real evening after my boyfriend and me came home super horny and still a bit infused from the drugs… Enjoy!

You know how it feels. You know how it feels when you come down from the drugs. Your head gets confused, you talk about random shit and you … get this thing. The tension between you and your darling. You tell them everything. They tell you everything. And then, when you are home you Fuck – Each- Other – So – Freaking – Hard.

Beginning by just talk about all your dirty secrets, fantasising about pleasuring each other, you suddenly find yourself naked, pressed against the floor by her hands and your dick in her mouth. Oops. Read more »

What You Can’t Have. [Anal], [mf], [mmf], [oral], [very light BDSM], [cheating]

The night was going well so far. She had first seen him mincing about on the dance floor in the club. Something about him really caught her attention, and it wasn't his fucked up dance moves. In order to get a closer look at him she dragged some of her friends onto the dance floor near him. At this distance she liked what she saw even more: late twenties, well over six feet, lean and athletic, with long curly hair past his shoulders. The wedding ring he wore was an enticement more than a put off.

Rachael was five ten, slim but well rounded with big firm tits and full round arse. Her long black hair, green eyes and pale complexion giving her a certain unusual attraction. Yes, she looked good, and she knew it. However, he didn't seem interested in the girls around him, and just concentrated on dancing, smiling at his own piss taking. Rachael quickly decided that a few meaningful glances would be a waste of time and that a more direct action was needed.

Handing her drink to her friend she backed towards him until her firm arse rubbed against his hip. That got his attention all right as, without a word, he slipped his muscular arms around her thin waist from behind. Read more »

After A Long Ride… [mfm][light bdsm][sequel]

After returning home, I followed instructions of fixing a meal for you and our guest. Then you both watched as I showered and cleaned myself off, while keeping the plug in. I could feel the heat of your eyes on my skin. Watching my hand spread suds over my breasts, my pussy, and in the crevice if my ass. Slowly I towel off and kneel by your side. You instruct me to lay across the bed, spread out, naked. The four straps tethered to the bed are secured around my wrists and ankles. Exposed for you both I could hear our chest open and toys removed from it. Sounds of leather and metal, my skin trembles in anticipation. A silk blindfold slips over my eyes.

Soft feathers trail up my leg. My body flexes, and I stifle a gasp before it could escape.

"Good princess. Keep quiet for me love."

I nod. The feather wand inches up my leg. As it caresses my already sensitive and wet clit, I couldn't help it this time and gasp. A slap of leather tendrils hit my breast. It was soft, a warning, but felt good against my skin. Read more »

The Voice [MF; light BDSM]

It had been a long day and at work, and her feet were sore. She breathed a sigh. Finally safe and home, she could let all her stress go. She opened the door to her darkened bedroom. Reaching for the light switch, she suddenly found herself pinned against the door. She couldn’t see anything, but felt the weight holding her arms against her sides. Momentary panic was replaced by a thrill running through her as she recognized the voice.

“Shhhhhhhhh…” it whispered.

The hands released her arms, but she didn’t move a muscle in the darkness. Pulling at her feet, her shoulders, her waist. Her clothes fell to the floor in a heap, piece by piece. Her bra and panties quickly added to the pile. She stood naked and blind in the still darkness, listening for movement, her back against the icy wall.

Hot breath rushed across her skin. It glided up and down and around her, sending goose bumps and chills through her. Fingertips – soft at first, then heavier as they moved – slid up and down her thighs. She was so excited. It had been so long. She had been waiting; unappreciated, needing this. Read more »