Three Years a Sex Slave Pt10 [MF][MFMF] [FF][Bon]

After I was placed on birth control, I had my first loving, real, sexual experiences with mom and dad, I was to go back to the doctor who placed me on the pill. I was sitting in the waiting room with mom and remembering what had happened the first time I was here.

It was in this office that I first came to understand that I actually liked people looking at me while I’m nude. I didn’t know it then. but I am a terrible exhibitionist. Under other circumstances, I might have become a stripper or a porn star, but I was getting the right stimulus to become a sex slave. I walked from a bench to a chair, naked, and put my ankles into a pair of stirrups and let this complete stranger look at my spread legs and glistening pussy. I also let him finger me, insert devices into me, all because I was ordered to. Remembering this, I could feel my honey box getting all moist.

Don’t Trust Sketchy Spells [F] [FF] [edging] [Self Bondage] [abduction] [fiction]

author’s note – this is pretty similar to the first story I posted about a day ago, but I wrote this one a while back on my phone when I was horny/bored, and borrowed elements of it later to write ‘Magic and Science’ – since people liked that, I thought some of you might enjoy what inspired it. This one is 100% a stand alone, whereas ‘magic and science’ has room in it to expand, and there are some notable differences, but otherwise it basically hits the same concepts.

You knew the Mind Witch, at least in passing. You knew that she went by Whim, that she lived just a few streets over in an impressively sized mansion, and that she gave out amazing memory charms and other helpful mind-based knickknacks at a reasonable bargain. Probably, she sold them a bit too cheap for their quality, but you weren’t about to complain.

You also knew she was a little too open about certain interests. Not that you minded, since she clearly had a good sense for when a topic would be particularly inappropriate instead of just mildly so.

So my [M] girlfriend [F] made a new friend…

So my girlfriend is bisexual, I am straight. She has a female friend who obviously has a crush on her. And slowly but surely it’s been slowly getting a little bit more flirty and this friend eventually sent sexy pictures saying stuff like, how do you think this bra looks on me? A few weeks later we got pretty drunk and we were talking about it and I asked what she thought about it and she admitted she thought it was hot and I asked if she would ever send something like that to her. I know she had never been able to express her attraction towards girls as she is only 18. She said she would but it would feel embarrassing, I said why not try it and see how you feel.

I fucked a tight gamer for all the VP’s [MF]

Digging up an old one here. This post is about Molly, the sexy Latina boardgamer I had an ongoing fuckbuddy relationship with a few years ago. Actually it covers our first three encounters. Also, I do not actually play board games and can’t bring myself to make game-sex puns. But you’re welcome to do so in comments! Make me laugh, I dare you.

At the time of this I was 28, 6-ft, 195 lbs. Gym-goer, with brown hair, green eyes. At this point in my life I was a lot more promiscuous and hadn’t found the perfect partner (which I since have) but I’d made the decision that year to explore a lot more and try to find FWB interested in things like groups and swapping partners. I’d definitely say it was somewhat of a late New Years Resolution. And that’s how I met Molly. She was actually looking for a second fuckbuddy. That’s right, this sly gal already had one dick on call, but was insatiable enough to need another.

She responded to a dirtyr4r post I made with her kik and a description of herself: 26, 5’2, 140, works out often, is in good shape. Long, dark brown hair. First of all, I had no idea how tiny 5’2 really was. It’s throw-her-over-your-shoulder tiny.

Science and Magic [edging] [toys] [self bondage gone wrong] [F] [FF] [fiction]

this is potentially subject to sequels if I’m inspired but acts as a stand alone.

“Magical evolution theory is a cutthroat field”, you’d say to excuse yourself if anyone caught you. It was competitive, new and exciting.

The theory went like this: magic was documented, in very small populations of humans capable of drawing it into usable form from the surrounding environment. Extremely rare, rooted in genetics, the vast majority of humans on this Earth would never develop it, including yourself. The question is, do all humans have the capability and merely lack some final push? If so, what is it? Everyone wanted the answer to be yes excepting for the people who already wielded it. But despite the fact that magic wielders ruled society for most of history, democracy was what ruled now. And the other 99% of people voted that it would be really cool to learn how to levitate. And, advancement of humanity and somesuch.

First hotwife experience for my wife [F] [M]

First post here….Wife (Jess) and I are in our 30s, been married 15 years, and have 3 kids. She was a virgin when we started dating in High School, and has been a reserved, faithful wife for the duration of our wonderful (pretty typical) lives together. We have a fantastic marriage, and a healthy sex life. We have tried to keep things exciting in the bedroom, and have tried introducing new things over the years (bondage, dirty talk, role play, toys, porn, etc).

About 4 or 5 years ago, I started having fantasies of her being with another man (I’m sure it came from porn, or stories I had read). I just thought it would be so hot to see her getting fucked by another man. One of the main reasons was because she was so reserved, and I knew there was ZERO chance that it would ever happen.

So, I told her about this fantasy of mine one night. She thought I was crazy, and didn’t understand why I would ever want her to sleep with another man, so that was the end of that (or so I thought).

I let my boyfriend fuck another girl in front of me and I eat her out [FFM]

“Babe, this girl said I’m allowed to grab her ass. Can I?” Jesse says rushing over to you through the lights in the trees in the backyard.

“What?? Um no, that’s weird. Everyone knows you’re here with your girlfriend and they’d think you were a cheating asshole.” You raise your eyebrows playfully.

He goes back over to the group he was chatting with while you stay with yours. You see her standing there laughing and touching his arm. She’s about your height but even curvier. Short brown hair, dark eyes, side shave, piercings. She’s definitely hotter than you.

You’re a little jealous, but you always think it’s hot to watch him flirt. He knows it and leans in to whisper something in her ear.

You turn back to your group of mostly fighters’ girlfriends and continue making small talk.

“Like oh my god, can you believe Raheem lost his Bellator fight?” girl 1 says.

“No, I totally thought he had that. Wait, Kat, wasn’t Jesse training him?” girl 2 says.

“Yeah, for a while, but he ended up switching gyms. I think they had some type of disagreement.” you say.

Betty’s Betrayal Pt. 1

Betty’s Betrayal Part 1

My name is Beth Swanson, but everyone in my life just calls me Betty. On my knees, my hands tied behind my back, an old wrinkly cock in my mouth, hearing this man yell at my father, I wonder how I came to be in this situation.

It started a few weeks ago. My dad has always provided me and my mom, and my brother, with everything we could always want. He didn’t have an amazing job, it’s not like he was a CEO, but I knew that he had a more stable job as an accountant at a family run auto parts supply company than a lot of my friends dads growing up in Detroit.

I was just finishing high school and looking forward to a summer of fun before leaving for college. I had been accepted to several, including two fancy East Coast schools. I knew the tuition would be crazy expensive but I also knew that my dads company had a scholarship fund for children of their employees, and I had always worked hard to keep my grades up to qualify.

Writing prompts and suggestion box

This is not an erotic work, but it concerns them, so hopefully I’m not breaking any rules.

What do you want to see in a piece of erotica? Is there an under-represented scenario you want to see a little more of? I’m looking for writing prompts and suggestions to expand some of my horizons. If that brings me to a weird place, so be it.

For example, something I’m writing just for me is about a trans-male virgin who is the ‘sacrifice’ at a Black Mass. Tags include public use, rope bondage, double penetration, videotaping, and a general air of blasphemy.

Fire Escape [MF] [Bondage] [CNC]

*I copied this from my old profile, so if you happen to have read it before; that’s why!*
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It’s the dead of night. A powdery film of snow on the ground absorbs or muffles the sounds of the city. In the distance, the low rumble of cars can be heard, and closer, the gentle hum of a building’s HVAC.

I’m climbing a fire escape on a rustic apartment building, trying to be quiet on the sheer metal. Following up on a request made over the phone. We’ve been talking over text for a week or so, getting to know each other, sending a few cheeky photos here and there. Flirty pics, like one taken post workout in yoga pants and a sports bra, or one taken under a blanket, with bare shoulders peeking out, hinting at the naked body underneath. Lots of messages detailing what we wanted to do to each other, and upset at the pandemic. But it was too much to wait for. She wanted me in her bed, so here I am.

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