Excerpt from Double Date: Going Gay for His Straight Crush [MMFM] [Straight to Gay] [BDSM]

Hello!

Apologies for the long hiatus. Besides the holidays and work, I was also working on a 12,000 word story that’s now released online. I want to make sure the fine folks at /r/Erotica are some of the first to read it if they so wish. As such, I’m going to include as much as I can, 10%, of the story below.

This is only the beginning of the story, and doesn’t yet include the erotic elements that come in full force later. I was hoping I’d be able to include more of the smut, but sadly I’ve confirmed that this is all I can put out.

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Now that I’ve completed this story, and it’s out, I’ll be returning to work on A Bully Caged.

Thanks, and I hope you enjoy!

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Synopsis:

Matthew never was one for making decisions, choosing to go with the flow instead of making waves. He’s single, lonely, and less than imposing. Only when he gathered enough courage to ask out his crush did his life change. The only problem? She wants it to be a double date… and she has a boyfriend… and she thinks Matthew is gay.

A curious text (female pov, stalking, horror, nc, impregnation, bondage)

My shower felt so good; warm soothing water after a hot day. It had to come to an end though, I shouldn’t waste water after all! I reluctantly hopped out of my shower and dried off. Tying my towel around myself I headed back to my bedroom and sat down at my desk for a moment staring absentmindedly into my closet, thinking about what to put on.

bzz-bzz, my phone vibrated. A text, but not from a number I recognized.

“Hi Rachel, you should probably bring in your boots from the porch, there’s a chance of rain tonight.” it read.

My boots! I had forgotten them on my back deck! But wait… who was this? It had to be someone I knew.

“Thanks, I almost forgot!!” I replied gratefully, “who is this by the way? I don’t have your number on my phone.”

I waited a minute, but there was no reply. Worried about my boots though I snuck to my back door still in my towel and quickly reached out and grabbed them before slamming it shut again. They were still dry, so no harm done.

bzz-bz, another text.

Best friends do it better Part 3 [M37/F25]

It has been a month since the threesome with Katherine. I still hear from her almost everyday. But the past few days she’s been sending me teaser pictures, which she knows drive me wild. Then the phone call asking me if I have anything to drink. She arrived about an hour later dressed in her gym attire, a baggy tank top sports bra and some really tight leggings. I passed her a drink as she walked through the door, and she chugged it down faster than I had ever seen before.

“Is everything ok?” I asked, still in shock of her chugging the whiskey so fast.

“This might be the most embarrassing day of my life” She responded “I had a horrible day at work and kept mixing up my words…. Then I went to the gym and on my way out I slipped on ice and landed hard on my ass! And two bitches watched me fall!!”

“Well at least you have lots of padding to land on” I joked as I walked closer to give her a hug. She playfully hit my arm before melting into my arms.

This is a true story of a [F26] woman my wife [45F ] and [44M] I met on reddit, includes; waterboarding, bdsm, ffm and even getting dessert.

This is a couple years ago but worth retelling.

We have posted before regarding our meetups with dark unicorns (a woman seeking a threesome with a couple, in a BDSM context). It has been asked that we update as we do, we have had a few forays that went undocumented but this one we just had to put to pen so to speak. It’s long, no apologies. I give advice throughout it, take it for what it’s worth or don’t I don’t have an agenda but there are things I wish I had known or considered when we first started. I figure I should pass on that knowledge.

First, off we are a long-married couple 14 years, MF and we are really kinky and into harder BDSM, we like submissive women, we aren’t swingers, no swapping, no munches, just the occasional woman to share and abuse together additionally we tend to play with the same woman for an ongoing relationship. We are into fitness and on the attractive side, my wife is simply put; stunning, I am slightly above average if only because I keep fit and dress well not through any genetic gifts.

[M] A green couch

[I was inspired by a few posts and conversations here and there that were able to dig into memories with a few similarities and decided to make this post since I had no idea that “kink origin” is even a thing. I posted this a while ago in a brut form but I decided to brush it a little since some of this stuff managed to sneak back into my daydreams. It might look a little softcore for some of you but for me it’s the beginning of a beautiful story.]

I got acquainted with freeuse and bondage many years ago, about a month or two after I turned twenty and, to put it into perspective, now I’m close to forty-five. One day, a girl showed me a short video of a tied-up & gagged woman that struggled the whole time. It was weird for me that she masturbated every day while imagining that she was the one tied up, and I was also disappointed that there was no nudity. Later, she explained to me about self-bondage and this was absolutely bizarre from my point of view and I just concluded that “no one’s normal anyway”, but her porn was often strange, and I finally understood it when I was able to see it in real life.

[FF] Spanked my girlfriend in front of her mutual friend, and she admitted to me she got turned on by it

So N came over for dinner last night and we had a good time talking and all, with that undercurrent of flirting. Eventually we all decided to move to the bedroom to play a game, we could all sit on the bed in there and be comfy, along with being away from my gf’s brother who lives with us so he can play video games in peace haha. However when we got to the bed my gf already started with the talk about sex, talking about the kinky stuff me and her do, she even asked me to show her a video clip we made where we made out naked under a black light covered in fluorescent paint. N seemed interested, I showed her the clip a couple times.

I (F32) got a deep fuck by an old fuckbuddy [MF]

Last weekend I decided just to stay home and do nothing. After a few crazy months of travelling a lot for work and fun, I and crappy tv shows and my bed sounded like the perfect plan.

Of course, everything changed Friday night when a regular fuck buddy message me telling me he was in the city for the weekend and really wanted to meet. I was doubtful at first, but he insisted on meeting on Saturday morning so I agreed.

One of the things I like about him is that he can be somewhat dominant with me, he never crosses a line but does spank me hard enough to make my pussy wet. Besides, he’s the perfect option to play around with bondage, it’s out of my comfort zone but I’ve been researching about it lately and I definitely want to give it a try.

He had a meeting all day long, so I finally picked him up at around 8 and headed to his hotel room. His company always gave him the rooms with the greatest view and I love being fucked from behind while looking over the city.

Surprise for your cock [Straight] [20-50] [BJ]

It’s been a busy week for us. Nothing out of the ordinary, but we just haven’t had time to connect and it doesn’t seem like that’s going to change anytime soon. Unbeknownst to you though, I cancelled on my friends so I could get to your house and surprise you. I purposely beat you home so I can change into some lingerie and greet you at the door.

I find some high waisted lace underwear. The thong design shows off my round, perky butt, while the high lace design creates a conflicting innocence as it’s baby blue. Beyond that I put in a bra, but can we call it a bra when it’s really just a bunch of strategic straps hiding the nipple and not much else? This creates a bondage look which again contrasts with that innocent baby blue color and lace, while hardly containing my 34DD.

I wear my curly hair down for now. I like the added coverage it provides as it cascades to my waist. I’ve been in the sun recently so the red in my hair is present, and my freckles are popping. The baby blue of the lingerie, although it’s not much clothing, is making my large eyes look even bluer against my skin and freckles. I put on some mint gloss so when my lips wrap around your cock you’ll feel the tingle from the mint.

A Rude Awakening (female pov, nc, bondage, creampie, impregnation)

My dragon called out and we swooped up fast. He always loved diving in and out of the clouds with me on his back. I laughed and urged him on, “Faster, faster!” I cried in delight as I grabbed onto his reins tightly.

We went up high, cresting just above the clouds, then began to dive. “Wheeee!” I shouted, as I put my hands up above my head. It was just like a roller coaster.

I cried again as we descended faster and faster, such a trilling joy.

Something was wrong though, I couldn’t put my arms down. This was odd.

I couldn’t close my mouth either. Why couldn’t I close my mouth? I tried to call out, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t make a noise.

I open my eyes. My dream faded away into darkness. I was in my room again. Darn it, why did I have to wake up? It was such a fun dream!

I went to roll over, hopeful I could go back to sleep and resume my same dream. When I did, I heard a metallic clacking noise. My arm was stuck? Wait… both my arms were stuck?

Primal Ties ( [M-late 20’s] [F-early 20’s] [light bondage] )

He is staring at me with an intensity in his eyes, one I have never seen before. After a few seconds, I cast my gaze downward and murmur, “Do it. Now please.”
He hesitates for one wavering second, then gently picks up my right arm. He plants soft kisses down my forearm until he gets to the smooth skin of my wrist, where he nibbles lightly and then kisses once more. From behind him, he pulls a purple silk scarf. The sight of it makes my breath catch in my throat, anticipating what comes next.
He ties the beautiful piece of cloth first around the right arm-still clutched in his grasp, then feeds the silk through the wooden pegs that make up the headboard. I lift my left arm above my head to match the right, and he swiftly secures it in place. I am now completely at his mercy. This thought makes me shiver- whether from excitement or nerves, I’m not certain.