CNC experience [MF]

Longtime lurker who does a lot of CNC in private life. I love taking women and having my way with them. Nothing turns me on more. I warn you, this isn’t for everyone.

After lurking so long, I’m going to share a recent experience. I usually do CNC with a girlfriend, but othertimes, and this is one of them, I do it with people I meet online. She and I lived in the same town in Texas right on the border. She had a fantasy she wanted to live out, and I was happy to give her it. After exchanging a some messages, we met in a coffee shop and made our plan. She told me what she liked and was into, which was a fantasy of being taken and raped in her home, tied up, and forced to orgasm repeatedly, choked, slapped, and verbally degraded. We agreed on boundaries, like no blood, urine, scat, fisting, or permanent marks. To make it realistic, we wouldn’t have a safeword, which meant she really had no control. This is the difference between roleplay or regular bondage, and living out a realistic rape fantasy. I know it’s not for everyone, but in my experience, makes it come alive. Lastly, I saw to my legal and physical protection. First, because a real rape fantasy doesn’t involve condoms, she showed me a recent STD test to prove she was clean, just like actresses in the porno industry. I have had a vasectomy, so no worries about getting her pregnant. Next, I had her sign ahead of time a couple legal documents consenting to what we discussed and our plan. I could see how excited and anxious she was as we went over this, and I was fucking hard.

Mothers and step-daughters [MF][MF]

Its been a while, sorry for the misspellings but I am about to board. This was definitely the weirdest and most awkward situation I was ever in.

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I started a ‘barely friends with benefits’ relationship with a young widow (40ish) who was looking to get back out there and wanted me as a stop-gap to re-integrate herself into ‘the scene’. Lets call her Laura. This was put to me at work in my bar one night in a very business like manner. She had only being with 1 guy in 10 years and wanted to prepare herself. As it was a negotiation I told her that I would agree but that I had specific tastes. I didn’t but I thought I may as well have fun so I asked her what was off the table. She didn’t want Anal, bi sex or group.

Other than that she would be willing to try everything. So I told her that I would send her a list of stuff. She was fine with that but asked if she could have them delivered them to my apartment as she didnt want her step-daughter seeing them.

[fM] I met an older man online…

For or better or worse, the girls of my generation have had a much easier path to becoming “bad girls.” The internet has made it much easier to meet guys for dating—but it’s also easier for a random hook up, if that’s your sort of thing. For reasons I now forget I made the unfortunate choice of going to a college where the overwhelming majority of students were female, so it’s no surprise that I discovered cybersex during the first month of my freshman year back in 2000. My options were pretty limited, and I wasn’t interested in going dyke—though it made for some experimentation.
To be honest, even if I’d been at a school where the guys outnumbered the girls, I probably wouldn’t have been too interested. I’d had my fill of boys my own age when I was still in high school. Most of the guys at my school were only interested in cute, petite cheerleader types or trashy blondes who wanted to be centerfolds when they grew up. That didn’t describe me at all. I was never the Junior Miss America type.

[M]y experience [F]ucking my ex after getting cheated on

I posted this true story in another subreddit but I think it would be better for this sub. I edited somethings for clarity.

A few years ago I was in my mid-20’s and dating a girl who I fell for very, very hard. I was always interested in BDSM play in my 20’s. I dated a girl for several years from my late teens to early 20’s and she’d call me “daddy”. We engaged in consensual choking, spanking and name calling. I knew my behavior wasn’t exactly “vanilla”. But nothing turned me on more. The relationship ended with her cheating on me due to other issues.

I moved on, and like I said I fell for a girl very hard in my mid-20’s. I was head over heels but she was a frequent liar about her past sexual experiences for some reason. We both expressed interest in BDSM and kinks. We weren’t in a BDSM relationshp but I thought our sex was pretty hot and I’d often put her over my knee for spankings. She had a big round soft ass and no cellulite, it was smooth and I could hardly watch it bounce during sex without the feeling of having to cum. She was Hispanic and I thought she had a very pretty face, thought a bit thicker than I normally dated. But she was well balanced and had large breasts and ass with smooth skin. I loved her but her inability to form a meaningful relationship with me turned into lust.

[TF][TFM] Experimenting with a couple for the first time…

**I’ll link to my pic in the comments below, for anyone curious**

I learned to pass at a pretty early age. By the time I was out of college I had long, black hair that I could wear in a bun when I presented as a man or styel when I was all dressed up. Being petite and Asian certainly helped. I started frequenting fetish and alternative lifestyle clubs and bars as soon as I legally could. But all my early sexual encounters were with women. I typically dressed with 70s-Bowie flourish, but eventually came out of my shell and started spending most of time in drag.

Eventually I moved on from curious women to people more like me. Other cross dressers, androgynes, and even trasgenders. Anyone who liked to wear silk or satin or lace who liked the way I looked in a skirt. Masculine men didn’t interest me and neither did guys who were just looking to do something out of the ordinary. I always went for women or those who came from a similar point of mind.

[MF] Taking a call from a [F]riend in the middle of sex.

“Oh shoot. Hey, how’s your day been?”

I quickly moved my phone to my right hand and re-adjusted myself on the bed. I’d been texting Bailey back and forth for a few minutes. We don’t chat a ton, but sometimes we strike up a conversation. Apparently whatever was going on now warranted a phone call.

“I’ve been drinking. It’s just that kind of day. It’s a drinking kind of day.”

Now there’s a conversation starter. “Oh yeah? Bad day?”, I ask.

“Nope. Great day. Just I’ve been drinking and I don’t care at all. I don’t care.”

I move my left hand back behind my wife’s head and guide her back down onto my cock and start into shooting the breeze with Bailey. It was Monday night and the wife and I had been exploring one of our newer pastimes: [Shibari](https://i.imgur.com/blcEG67.jpg). That’s a fancy word for rope bondage. She’d always been excited to try it and I’d recently come around to being in the same camp. I’d just finished tying a basic chest harness, which I was pretty proud of, and she was starting to show her appreciation when Bailey called.

Surprise Threesome [FFM] [Threesome] [Fisting]

This literally happened over the weekend.

My partner and I are in an open relationship, and she’s bi. She knew I was playing on Tinder again, and that I had a number of ongoing conversations. She even read some, and advised on responses.

One conversation moved quickly, from initial pleasantries, to exchanging numbers. I was open and honest (as usual for me) – she knew about my relationship and some of my proclivities/kinks. I asked for a phone call… She dialed, then immediately hung up. We chatted a bit more, then things got real.

She called me back. We talked, and started getting even more graphic. Shortly after we got off the phone, she texts:

> Come over right now.

> I want to feel you inside me.

I’m hesitant. I’m not really into one night stands, especially not without meeting in person, and I tell her as much. She offers to come over instead. My partner is asleep already, so I wake her up to confer. We agree that this could be a really fun Saturday night.

The evening I was told I have beautiful cock [MF]

This is a very mild story in comparison to my last – but I have very fond memories of this evening which I would love to share.

Karen and me had been moving in similar social (and kinky) circles. We had seen each other on various occasions over the years, but we never really interacted. She is for me the definition of a sexy rubenslady. Curvy figure, beautiful breast, very fair skin tone and stunning long red hair. When I was browsing a new kinky website I came across her profile and she was advertising as a photo model with some of her example shots having that perfect baroque look. I sent a message just to say hi and we started to chat. Since some of her photos were in bondage I asked her if she would be interested in a rope session at some point. To my surprise she was very enthusiastic – telling me that since the first message I sent she was hoping I would ask.

Bachelorette Party [M/F] [Bondage]

This is my first post – please let me know if there is a mistake I’ve made! I’ve never published any of my material online before.

The bride-to-be put the bottle of vodka down on the counter. She turned and said “Let’s play a game. Where was the strangest place you’ve had an orgasm?”

“No, no, no, Rebecca… We start with you!”

“Well… I guess. It was in college – Tina, you remember Wesley, right? Well, we were in the college library, in one of those study rooms. We were studying, and I was running my foot up and down his leg, and he set his books down, and stood up, took his jacket and covered the window, and then pushed the chairs out of the way, stood me up, and pulled my panties down, and then bent me over the table and fucked me right there. It was so hot, and I came so hard! After that, we left the room, and there were a ton of people staring at us as we walked out. I still think about it a lot. Who’s next?”

“I’ll go,” said Carrie. “It’s pretty boring, anyway. I had sex in the back of a car.”

The One Where [M]y [F]riend Fell Asleep [CNC] [Sleep play]

For about 4 years, one of my life ambitions was to fuck Mary. We met in undergrad, and had a quickly interrupted hookup at a party. (We were making out in some kid’s closet when her friend started freaking out and asked to leave. C’est la vie.)

Over the next two years of school, we would smile and wave at each other. We texted occasionally and flirted once or twice at parties. But it seemed like the moment was gone.

Which was a damn shame. Mary was about 5’6”, blonde, and on the curvier side. She had a bit of a belly on her, but she definitely needed it to support the weight of two of the biggest tits I have ever seen. They were just on the edge of being out of proportion for her, but she carried off the look with a combo of dangerously high crop tops and industrial strength bras.

The best thing about Mary, though, was the look in her eyes. You know how some people just light fires in you straight from your eyes to your cock? She had this half-lidded, dreamy look combined with an off-centered smile. It made me weak.