The pitter patter of gentle rain on the roof awoke him from sleep. Yawning and stretching, he blithely rolled to the right, and as always, he felt his breath catch. Eyes roving lasciviously over her prone form. She was curled up like a cat, facing away from him. Just a smooth shoulder peeking out from the comforter and stray dark curls contrasting against the white of the bedding. Carefully and deliberately, he pulled the comforter away from her. She shivered slightly with her naked body being exposed to the cool air in the room but remained asleep, still too spent from his demands during the night. His fingers began to trace her curvy lines and oh so soft skin. He always loved how deliciously soft and sensitive her skin was. He could see the red outline of where his fingers had gripped her arm viciously, reddish purple hickies peppering her sides and shoulders. Lower still, his eyes and fingers traveled to the curves of her ass cheeks covered in large, reddened, and slightly swollen patches from the onslaught of the paddle. She whimpered softly, as his fingers traced the still painful lines of welts, from his methodical administration of the riding crop on the back of her thighs.
Tag: BDSM
Good Boy [m/f] [domme] [BDSM]
She hears soft noises through the cracked-open door; sighs and moans, a low male groan. She’d been hoping to surprise her boyfriend by being early from work… clearly she’s surprising him more than she thought. Pushing open the door, she steps inside to find him half-dressed with his bottoms around his calves. He’s stroking himself with a pocket pussy, a porn video playing on his phone. His eyes are closed. He hasn’t seen her yet.
“Enjoying yourself?” She asks him, smiling.
His hand freezes and his eyes fly open.
He fumbles to pause the video.
“Keep it playing baby,” she orders softly.
His hand falls away from the screen. “Ok babe.”
“Ok Mommy,” she says, a warning note in her voice.
“Ok Mommy,” he says meekly.
“Good boy. You looked so good doing that baby boy. I could tell you were enjoying yourself.”
“I was Mommy.” His pupils darken.
“I bet you’d look better without all those clothes on, though. Why don’t you take them off for me?” She asks him coaxingly, not bothering to keep the lust from her face.
[FFM] My (38F) accidental trip to a sex club
I have this whole thing written out but it’s way too long too post all of it. So I’m going to give the short and sweet version. If you know a way I can post the whole thing please let me know. (And if yall want more)
So my husband and I have been in the lifestyle for many years (18+). But in 2018 we were in a dry spell. Friends had either moved out of lifestyle or moved away. So we decided to go to a meet and greet for swingers happening at Mardi Gras. We met a couple and had a great time. They then invited to a party they were throwing the next month at an old “warehouse” they had leased. When we got there it was shady. Like scary (more details in full story) but people we knew showed up so we decided to go in anyway. When we got to the back the first thing we saw was a beautiful Asian woman suspended in rope in the middle of the room. All around her were men and women tied to or strapped to bondage contraptions and tables. We were shocked and more than a little nervous. Not that we are against bdsm but we were not expecting this kind of party. Like I thought dancing, music and sex not ropes, whips, and chains.
BDSM club/parlour/dungeon
There are two types of people that visit a bdsm club/parlour/dungeon
The first one’s are mostly horny teenagers/men who just want to have some fun. This type, gropes alot is very sensual and sometimes very slow and romantic and are never regulars
The other type is the one that is invested in this lifestyle and treats you like a piece of meat like you deserve.
The place where i work gets an even dose of both. Our place is reserved for only mens so the slaves and subs are mostly female and the cardinal rule which comes without saying is a men can never be insulted or disrespected by any women in anyway. One of the reason very few mistresses come here.
P.s i serve both
[MFM] G[F21] helped herself to her coworker[M25] while we watched a movie in [M23]y living room
Background: My gf knows how much I like her feet and she is into BDSM/Power play stuff so her natural reaction was to make me suffer with this. Months after she brought it up she came to me and said she had found someone to participate in this. Apparently her coworker loves feet and is currently single so she is willing to try it with him. She went over her preferences and got his input. She outlined a list of things she’s okay with and not okay with.
Okay: Footjobs, Foot kissing, Foot licking, touching her bare thighs in the moment
Not Okay with: Blowjobs, cum on her from the waist up, kissing mouth
On the fence: Cum on feet, handjob, being in just panties or bottomless
Dress code(her): tank top, bra, short shorts, thong, rainbow sandals
Her coworker has a thing for red painted nails. She also asked how big he was and he said he was 7.5. Also said he gets first 5 minutes to himself. Also said she would come to my place with him after work the day we do it. She also said it could be random depending on her mood.
Wanna imagine i’m riding you in little skirt instead?
Need it right now . Let cum and talk drity together . wants to hear about those dirty thoughts you’ve been having. i love roleplay, pic/vid, voice, etc. My main kinks are bdsm, dom/sub, rough, and more, depends on how kinky you like to get 😊 also love lingerie/outfits/toys! I’d like to know if you think this describes you. If it does, why not send me a little message and let’s see what kind of fucking filthy fun we can have?
New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 191-193) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]
**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.
Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.
## 191: Twenty Minutes
As Beatrice came to in a heap of cum-drenched, naked female bodies, she vaguely recalled system notifications flashing before her eyes one after another. Level ups, Arousal Points, Skill Points, typical notifications in semi-translucent blue boxes that she got used to seeing. In her crazed state, the succubus disregarded those completely. Everything was kind of a blur by the end of her sexcapade.
Beatrice would not have even been surprised if it turned out that she had dreamt of giving Tabitha and Olivia dicks to fuck Ember with and joining them after impregnating a fox girl. But the fox girl was sleeping naked on the bed, just like Beatrice left her. And Tabitha, Olivia, and Ember were lying naked next to her, passed out from cumming so many times.
Tease [m/f] [BDSM]
I’ve spent the whole day winding Daddy up.
Teasing, dirty talk, distracting him every time he tries to concentrate… I’ve needed him so bad, ever since he woke me up with his tongue on my clit.
He pulled away as soon as he saw I was awake, of course, but made sure to tease my entrance with his tip before we started our day. He left me drunk with desire, aching for him. Exactly where he wants me.
Which leaves me decidedly *not* where I want to be.
I cuddle him from behind as he stands at the kitchen counter. He strokes the back of my hand with his thumb – and catches them as they creep lower.
“No, princess,” he says warningly.
I bury my face in his shirt to hide my pouting, but somehow, as always, he still knows.
He sighs. “Stop sulking baby, or I’ll teach you a lesson.”
That perks me up, but I try to act sullen. “What kind of lesson?”
“The kind of lesson that you won’t forget quickly,” he says, thumb still caressing my hand as his tightens on my wrist.
New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 188-190) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]
**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.
Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.
## 188: Cum of the Three Futas (18++)
Even as the pre-orgasmic succubus used her [Arousing Touch] Skill on Ember, Beatrice recalled that with certain willpower the skill could be resisted. But that also assumed that the target would want to resist. And Beatrice was convinced that even if her stubborn, determined, and skilled bodyguard could resist such a low-level Skill, she would not choose to do so. She would embrace the surge of warm pleasure. And Beatrice was right.
As the warm magic washed over Ember, spreading from her mouth, down her throat, together with Beatrice’s saliva that she swallowed, past her abdomen, through her erogenous zones, down her arms and legs, all the way to the very tips of her fingers, so did the pleasure increase. Twofold. Fivefold. Just as the tightness inside a tight pussy could only be raised by stuffing more cocks into it, that tight filling was reverberated by the vibrations of Beatrice’s vibrator from ass to pussy and back to ass. The pyromancer was on fire and she bit Beatrice’s tongue as she spasmed and came with three cocks inside her.
The Adventures of Frank and Karen. [Part 2] [MF] [MM] [BDSM]
Thanksgiving with my friends was as always a major party.
Friends I haven’t seen in a year came out of hibernation.
The food was laid or should I say heaped upon the sideboard.
Along with a very liberal helping of alcohol made for an evening of drunken merrymaking.
However much fun this evening had been that is not what I wish to tell you about.
What is important to this chronicle is the phone call I received around 10:30 that evening.
It was Karen calling.
“Frank, Hi it’s Karen I hope I’m not calling you to late, am I ?
I just couldn’t take the chance that you might leave tomorrow without me getting a chance to see you again.” She said.
“Karen, I’m going to be in town until Monday afternoon.
Is there any chance you will also be around until then?” I asked.
“Karen I’m glad you called I haven’t been able to think about anything else since last night.
Never have I met anyone as free and exciting.