Creampie a day New Years Resolution [FM](Part 1)

Happy new year for all. One of my New Years resolutions this year, the first time in years I’ve been single for New Years, was to step up my whorishness a bit. I made the resolution to, at least for the month of January (and longer if things work out well) is to have someone cum in me at least once a day. I know, seems a bit much for someone who’s single, but I’m loving it so far, and want to embrace my inner whore.

Day 1: had a hung over Charles come over and told him about my idea while riding him. He proceeded to carry me into my daughters room and pump 2 loads into me while spanking me for being such a “bad girl”. My ass was sore for a few days afterwards.

Day 2: I had a hankering for frat boy, so I had my UberEats boy Drew bring some Chinese over and fill me up. He saw my sore ass and made it worse while fucking me in the kitchen. My legs gave out at one point and he had to hold me up while I regained my senses.

The Rabbit Hole Part 16 [FF] [Hypnosis] [Mind Control] [BDSM] [Bondage] [Humiliation] [Exhibitionism]

**Chapter 16: Closure**

**Penny**

“Yes, I’d love some water. Thank you, Gloria,” said Penny. She put her hands in her lap nervously as Nadia’s family buzzed around her. Gloria zipped out of the room after getting everyone’s order. They were heating up after shopping downtown together for the last few touches before the wedding.

Penny turned and faced the room crowded with her inquisitors. Nadia never said she had a large family – and she didn’t – but sitting in a room of six new people, all of them staring at you, asking you questions, trying to figure out what’s wrong with you or why in the world Nadia would want to marry you, they started to feel like a mob. Penny did her best to control herself, to not use her powers at all. She wanted to be polite and get through the day. It didn’t matter if Nadia’s family didn’t approve of her. At the end of the day, Nadia would never leave her. It was impossible.

Bound in Bliss [Str8] [MF] [BD]

His mind was racing all day. From the moment Garrett woke from his slumber all he could think about was seeing her in the evening. His morning activity was routine; wash the dishes, brush his teeth, feed his two cats, Oliver and Rex. Usually these actions are completed without thought, tasks so rote that it doesn’t require brain power, today though he had to concentrate. Thoughts of her played in his mind, snap shots of time they had spent together, memories of her laugh, her smile, her supple body.

Now, seated in the living room, eyes fixed on his computer screen Garrett cannot seem to be bothered with the lesson plan. How is he supposed to concentrate on real estate financing options when all he can think of is her natural curves, the taste of her lips, the noise she makes when he has fully entered her. With these thoughts, today it seems like the entire world is conspiring against him. Everyone is running late, the practice exam questions are worded to trick me, nothing is going my way, not even the seconds hand on his clock is spinning fast enough, or so it seems.

Daydreaming at Work (Female POV, Masturbating, Fantasizing, MF)

Are you ever just in the mood? You know, just sitting at your desk, trying to work, and it just hits you. Maybe it’s because you’re thinking about the wild sex you had last night. Maybe you haven’t gotten any in a while. Maybe your hot coworker is looking *particularly* hot today. Maybe YOU are looking particularly hot today.

Whatever the reason, you can feel like creeping up on you. You squirm a bit in your chair and can feel the wetness in your panties. Your nipples get a little perky. Is it hot in here, or is it just me…? Maybe some water will help. A snack? But those images of you in your favourite position getting pounded by your lover just won’t get out of your head.

You can feel that your pussy is soaking now. Is it going through your panties? Your pants? You bite your pouty lips and try to slow your racing heart. Can anyone tell you’re all hot and bothered? Your boss comes to tell you something and you can barely concentrate on what he’s saying. As he leaves, you tell yourself you have to do something to relieve yourself.

[MF] Mistress Kim and Me

This story took place my second year out of college. I had just broken up with a 5 year girlfriend “Dina”, who I posted earlier stories about and will post more. She and I first hooked up in a MFM threesome (with the guy she was with at the time), got together ourselves and shared a lot of adventures in and out of the bedroom over the next 5 years. Besides our first MFM, we went on to have MFF threesomes, a lot of public sex, intense roleplaying and tried just about every position and sex act we could learn about and overall, although our relationship didn’t end well I look back on it very fondly…

I got a great job out of college despite the Great Recession, and although making great money it was long hours and high stress. Add a heavily male dominated profession and it left little time and opportunity to date like I had in college or high school. Like a lot of guys I turned to porn and sex as a stress reliever and really went down a rabbit hole.

Centerpiece (2) [bondage] [bdsm] [drugs] [drug use]

“Excited for the party now?” my Dom asks. “I am, I’m excited to show off my new Centerpiece!”

When the first couple arrives, they act surprised to see me. But instead of being drawn to my naked form by curiosity, they feign discomfort. This drives me wild, allowing me to pretend that my Dom really did just throw a party with me unexpectedly displayed in the middle of the living room. I also feel warmed by the care it shows that my Dom put so much effort into preparing such an elaborate scene for me, indulging my long-time fantasy.

As the rest of the guests arrive, the more they ignore me, the wetter I become. He called me his Centerpiece, and I find that I really am more of a decoration than entertainment. Dom is all too happy to show off his gorgeous prize, but it is being both the center of attention while simultaneously reduced to an ornament that thrills me. It is this duality that says, “Even the shiniest toy is only a toy.”

3 Years a Sex Slave [FFFFF] [MF] [bdsm]

Part 11

There is a familiar theme of bdsm running through the Club. Not so much the s&m, light paddling, swishing rather than outright whipping, but nothing too heavy. Welts that become bruises can be common, but they’ve never been debilitating, not as far as I know. After my introduction to bondage, mom would tie me up sometimes, but she never had the serious dungeon that some members have. I did think about using the basement, like some have done, but at the time, I thought Emma would want to know why she couldn’t use the basement for her gym any more.

The first time I met Sub K- was at a small gathering. She’s a lawyer, someone you might recognize from the papers. She is not a real high flying publicity hound, but has had a number of cases that have attracted attention. She owns her own firm and in court is a real attack dog. She has torn witnesses apart, broken opposing legal argument with a few incisive questions that opens the doors to her clients. She doesn’t win them all, obviously, one of her more famous recent cases the offender was jailed, but not for as long as he could have been.

The Science Project, or the time I accidentally masturbated in front of the class [f+] [sci-fi] [female masturbation] [teacher/student] [bondage] [consent gray area] [some other crazy shit]

Tiffany walked up to the front of the classroom, science project in hand.

“Thank you,” Mr Sumner said, “For volunteering to present first. Not many students are as brave as you are.”

“It’s my pleasure,” the mousy girl said, “I put a lot of effort into this, and it paid off. It works! I just need to hook it up to your projector, …and, a volunteer from the class?”

I raised my hand. Tiffany was my best friend. Asking for a volunteer was just a formality. Of course she picked me. I’d even helped her test it, knew what to expect.

“Thank you, Theresa,” Mr Sumner said, rolling his eyes at cliquishness. But it’s not like anyone else volunteered.

“Now, please sit here,” Tiffany said to me. The chair was in front of the classroom but facing sideways, towards the teacher’s desk, so I could see both the screen and my classmates. Tiffany arranged the device on my head, explaining, “And then, we just place the headband like so.” In my brain, I felt a tingle as she got it into the exact position.

My first erotic story! Centerpiece (1) [kinky] [bdsm] [bondage]

“Beautiful,” my Dom says, almost to himself.

“Thank you, Sir.”

“Well you too of course, though I was talking about my ropework,” he teases.

While I’m certain the intricate ropework crisscrossing my chest is gorgeous, my blindfold means I have to take his word for it.

“Then thank you, Sir, for the beautiful ropework.”

My shoulders are bound to one end of his coffee table, my knees are bent up, heels to butt, to tie my feet to the other end, and I am indeed grateful for these ropes.

“You’re welcome, bunny. But you just reminded me.”

He doesn’t finish the sentence, I just feel something press against my lips.

Obediently, I open my mouth to accept it. The taste of metal surprises me, but before I can wonder about it, the ring flips into place, my Dom pulling it tight behind my teeth. He secures the gag with a buckle, rendering me speechless and incredibly helpless- and aroused.

I feel a throb between my legs as my jaw is forced and then held open. It doesn’t matter what or even if he puts something in my mouth; the knowledge I wouldn’t be able to stop him has me wet already.

Boyfriend [m28] dominated by girlfriend [f26] after returning home for New Year’s Eve! [femalepleasure] [fm] [bondage] [bdsm]

Peter was meant to land in an hour! We’d been apart for most of this year, given the quarantine and all the closing of borders we couldn’t really just hop onto a plane and meet up for the weekend. Long-distance relationships aren’t particularly easy, but this year has definitely brought it up to a new level.

But now that New Year’s Eve was finally here I didn’t care much because finally, he was coming home. A night that I had been looking forward to for such a long time, and I planned to make it unforgettable. Since he had to stay in quarantine, I decided on having a cosy night in. Besides, both of us needed some serious catching up, especially in the bedroom.

I’d set out all the candles, rose petals and wine – when I had a better idea. Over the months, we’d been having phone sex continuously to make up for the lack of touch. I’d touch myself, bringing myself to orgasm over and over again as I’d hear him breathe heavily at the other end, on the brink of orgasm as well.