Lothario tries to seduce coworker, but the tables turn. [MF] [Bondage] [Shame] [Femdom]

I care about only one of the three guests I’ve invited into my apartment tonight. The other two guests are part of a performance I am putting on for Makenna. If I invited her over alone, she would have understood why, but by inviting two of our other coworkers along my real motive is plausibly deniable. I need to create uncertainty. I need her imagination active.

My real home is a house a few blocks over. I rent this apartment on the side to entertain women. When I furnished it, I bought most things second-hand so I could save my budget for what counts: the couch and the bed. Sometimes the mood is fragile and can’t survive the walk from the living room to the bedroom, so I purchased a deep black leather couch that’s easy to clean and comfortable to fuck on.

I pace around the room while my guests sit on the couch. Makenna sits at the far end, almost hiding. She wears a denim button-down shirt unbuttoned one button below modest over a chemise. We flirted on work IM all week after meeting at the new hire training, but she’s been reserved all night. The only time she spoke was to apologize for standing in my way when I came out of the bathroom. Hope remains, though. She hasn’t pulled out her phone even once.

An Unexpected Service

My wife loves to be tied up. Though we started slow, over the years we have become more adventurous. Early on we would buy cheap BDSM gear from popular online sites, but lately we have upped our game. Through trial and error, we have replaced everything with quality items.

Now we have all the gear we ever wanted. The newest and biggest change to our routine was this sex bench, a steel sawhorse with padded platforms for the forearms and legs. It originally came with buckles and straps, but I found they were too weak and moved around too much to really explore having her fully and helplessly restrained. Simple cotton ropes were the perfect upgrade.

It is not something we break out all the time, so when she mentioned it I knew we were in for a great weekend. It was a rare weekend that we would be on our own. Having an empty house meant being able to have sex anywhere and at any time we wanted. I set it up downstairs in the living room and brought out all the toys, including the cameras I have started using to film our exploits. Though I have always had these cameras, I rarely take the time to set them up. Today I was going to take my time. This lazy morning was going to turn into an afternoon of pleasing my wife.

An unexpected Service [MF] [BDSM]

My wife loves to be tied up. Though we started slow, over the years we have become more adventurous. Early on we would buy cheap BDSM gear from popular online sites, but lately we have upped our game. Through trial and error, we have replaced everything with quality items.

Now we have all the gear we ever wanted. The newest and biggest change to our routine was this sex bench, a steel sawhorse with padded platforms for the forearms and legs. It originally came with buckles and straps, but I found they were too weak and moved around too much to really explore having her fully and helplessly restrained. Simple cotton ropes were the perfect upgrade.

It is not something we break out all the time, so when she mentioned it I knew we were in for a great weekend. It was a rare weekend that we would be on our own. Having an empty house meant being able to have sex anywhere and at any time we wanted. I set it up downstairs in the living room and brought out all the toys, including the cameras I have started using to film our exploits. Though I have always had these cameras, I rarely take the time to set them up. Today I was going to take my time. This lazy morning was going to turn into an afternoon of pleasing my wife.

Control [MF] [breeding] [bondage] [total power exchange]

I looked down at you and grinned. You were laying on your back and I had tied your wrists to the headboard, as well as your legs just behind your knees, causing your socked feet to dangle helplessly. Swear dripped from your brow as I stood there, letting you catch your breath. You had cum from my fingers and tongue four times, but I had something special planned for you.

I went to the bathroom and came back with your birth control pack, about half full. Once you caught a glimpse of it, you cocked your head to the side. “Do you want to know a secret, babygirl?”

You perked up. “Yes, sir. Always!” I popped one of the pills out and put it into my mouth, chewing and swallowing it. I repeated again with a second, then a third. Your face was a mix of shock, concern, and utter confusion.

[F+F] Amareth Falls (Part 1) mc ds nc bd

**1 – Stranger in a Strange Land**

I awoke to an unfamiliar ceiling, and cursed. I suppose I may have simply deluded myself. I had hoped with the amount of effort I had put into my original disappearance that they wouldn’t find me. After all, I had spent over a year planning it out. Naturally, I started by faking my death in a spectacular, yet admittedly inordinate fashion by blowing up my ship, the Isekau. By the time the first recordings surfaced on every form of media imaginable, I was in for plastic surgery, the kind that every girl in the solar system indulged in. Well, every girl other than me.

I suppose losing your own ugly, scarred mug isn’t the end of the world, but damn it, it was almost worse than destroying the Isekau, my pride and joy. Not to mention the prized collection of scars I had accumulated tromping around the system.

I really thought it had worked, too. An entire year with her, of sleeping in the same place every night, of stability. Not having to check door seals for any flaws, where a little cloud of death could slip in.

Post Lock Down Problems [MF] [Cuck] [Light bondage]

Pete was glad lock downs were finally over, well, he hoped they were over. It was a serious problem, spending so much time in his apartment, alone, mentally, physically dragging. With no girlfriend when the lock down hit, all he could do was to pull his own dick. Watch porn, pull dick, work, more porn, more dick pulling, more work, an endless cycle leading to boredom and thoughts of suicide. Not really, he was just fucking bored when at last he was called by his boss and told all staff could return to work Monday. Freedom day!

Wow, back to the office! Monday was a breeze, everyone was happy, excited at being out of the confines of their homes, their apartments. Nobody complained about the commute, nobody whined about the traffic, it was just great to see everyone again.

[F with 305 M’s and perhaps 80 F’s] – Beth wants you to touch yourself –

[Welcome to the Meditation Centers of Roscoe Forthright](https://www.roscoeforthright.com/copy-of-welcome-from-bea)

The whole point of writing filthy stories is to get-off 385 joyful, expectant online readers, on any given day, worldwide. If you are a boy, I want you to slap that little fellow around! If you are a girl I want your fingers inside your wet, tingling pussy. Nothing could be more simple…. Except, many of you believe *you have heard it all before*, and nothing short of two trans-midgets, a St. Bernard drooling and a pygmy goat will sound new and original. That is where you are mistaken.

Consider humans in hot places before they discovered ice cubes, or medicine men before they learned to use ayahuasca. Nobody knows everything, no one has experienced all the available joys. I will tell you this: every single one of your orgasms can open your mind as wide as ayahuasca, without all the puking and shitting and nausea. Why put yourself through torture to attain new and desirable experiences? The same is true the complicated bondage and Dom forms of sexuality. Much can be accomplished with far less effort. The key is your own beautiful orgasmic imagination, combined with the innate biochemistry of your own mind and body.

The Moonlit Cellar pt. 1: a Voyeur [bi m] is surprised to find a couple [Bi M & Str8 f] enjoying bondage in a cellar in the forest; then they discover him. (Potential novella?) LONG post

My breath caught in my throat, hearing the moans. I had been walking through the forest to clear my thoughts–I had been so horney all week!–yet it seemed I had just passed from horney to delirium. My shaft strained against my jeans.

I was so sex-starved that I was hearing the soft whimpers of a woman making love, out here in the middle of a forest. By myself.

My extended family came to visit and were staying in my house. I hadn’t been able to jerk off at all, with all of them buzzing around.

This seemed as good of a place as any. No one was around. I unzipped my pants and pulled my semi-boner through the slit of my boxers. Precum wet the tip.

I slid my thumb over the sensitive head. Then, I heard it again. Someone getting fucked. It was clearer this time–more distinct. A woman sighing “oh god, oh god” over and over again.

I stroked my hard cock. Delusion or not, I was going to get off on this.

Erotic Lesbian Story

*Courtesy of* [StoryVa (Best Sex Stories Library)](https://storyva.com/) *as the main source of the story.*

*Genre:* [Lesbian Sex Story](https://storyva.com/stories/lesbian/)

I’m involved in the most passionate affair of my life. It takes place every day at lunch. You see, my lover and I work together at the same company and each day, we go over to her apartment for lunch. Instead of eating lunch though, we make love. I can’t think of anything I like more than her tasty pussy or her luscious tits.

We do see each other after hours and on weekends, but for some reason, the lunch time [sex](https://storyva.com/stories/sex) seems sweeter and more intense.I mean, on a Saturday, we can spend hours and hours in bed,licking and sucking each other until we can’t move, and that is wonderful. But during the week, when we only have an hour or so,it’s like we’re in heat the minute we get in the door.

I get off just looking at Sylvia. At five-foot-ten, she’s much taller than I am, with long, rounded legs, wide hips and long blonde hair. Her breasts are small, 34-B, and they look almost too small for the rest of her body, but it doesn’t matter.Her [pussy](https://storyva.com/stories/pussy-vagina/) is covered with the same beautiful blond hair that cascades over her shoulders, and is always fresh-tasting.

My girl told me she loved being used and degraded [MF]

A little intro for you guys to visualise better:

Her: 25, 5 foot 4, Asian, bob haircut, slim, athletic figure, small tits, perfect lips.

I first found out about her kink about five months into our relationship. She was sucking my dick pretty vigorously when she gagged and started tearing. I immediately pulled out and asked if she was alright, to which she replied that she wanted me to “use her face like a pussy” and “treat her like a piece of trash”. Her words, not mine.
Over the next few months I got more comfortable with being rough with her, and realised I was really into it too. I also learnt she had a kink for bondage and public humiliation, which she’d never actually dared to fulfil.

The perfect opportunity came when I invited two of my friends over to watch a game. She’d initially planned to go out with her girlfriends, but they cancelled last minute, leaving her all dolled up with nothing to do.