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Tied up mother. [F/m] [Incest] [bd]

I cursed at my husband as the wind blew, making me shiver again. My head turned to look at the opened window, afraid that anyone would see me like this.

Dammit, it was supposed to be a small fun thing to spice up our marriage. That is why I let him cuff my hands behind my back, with my legs tied with rope around my thighs and ankles, butt naked.

I tried to move around, to look for the keys he threw here some where. But all i could do was squirm on the hard cold floor on my side.

The cuffs were not a problem for now, they were soft, but the ropes were starting to dig into me. I am most probably going to have rope burns for some days. Great!

I do not know where my husband went, but I really hope he will return before 4 pm, when our son comes home. ‘But that is still two hours away.’ I thought

I had barely finished that thought when I heard the door open. My sigh of relief quickly turned to panic when I heard my son’s voice. “Mom! I am back early today!” Read more »

Hotel meeting with secret lover [FM] (Long)

I spend hours thinking and fantasizing about my sexual escapades but this is my first time writing them down. I’ve never shared these stories with anyone before and the only people who know about them are myself and my secret lover. I think that pretty much everyone else who knows me would never imagine that I sneak off to have hotel sex during work hours.

A little about me. I’m outwardly a bit of a nerdish librarian type but, in a flash, I can take my glasses off and turn on the whore vibe. I have a great body for a mom, the results of hours at the gym and some thoughtful cosmetic surgery. My husband especially loves when I release my MILF-self, peeling off sensible black office attire to reveal a slutty red teddy underneath and maybe even a black leather harness if I’m in the mood. Wearing sexy lingerie underneath my clothes keeps me at a constant low level of horniness at work and I’m basically always thinking about sex. Read more »

Camping with our New Friends: Part 2/5 [MF MF] [swing] [voy] [oral] [bd] [toys]

If you’ve not read [A Welcome Interruption](https://reddit.app.link/QoFC3ibKH5) or [Camping with our New Friends: Part 1/5](https://reddit.app.link/oSqwYw7JH5), you may want to start with them first so you see the journey the characters have taken to where they are here. I’d love to hear what you think, good or bad, as long as it’s constructive.
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Part 2

I look at you suspiciously because I assume you knew about this but you look just as confused as me. They take us to the picnic table that’s been covered with a blanket. You’re laid down on the table and restrained by your arms and legs. She climbs up and starts to suck your cock and pinch the skin of your balls. Maybe I shared a few of your preferences on reddit. She must have done her research. You’re moaning and arching for her to take your cock deeper. Read more »

Pushing the Limits [TW: Con/Noncon] [MF] [Exhibitionism]

TLDR the hot stuff is at the bottom. Always looking for feedback, DMs are welcome]

This was over 20 years ago, I was in my late 20’s and dominant. I was dating multiple women but being upfront about it. I liked (still like) talking with my partners to explore their fantasies, to see how I could push them / thrill them.

Suz was from a French family, pale skin, dark loosely curled hair, petite with little upturned breasts capped by brownish pink nipples. She rarely wore a bra and was in 2nd year of university. She was submissive, but almost too passive. She never initiated and would respond but almost lazily. But she was cute, with big dark eyes and we would talk about depraved things.

Probing her about fantasies, she let it slip that she had dark thoughts when she touched herself. It took time but she eventually confided in me that the idea of rape excited her. This was before either of us had heard the term “consensual non consent”.

We tried playing, using blindfolds and restraints… but it didn’t give her the thrill she desired and bondage isn’t really my game. There was no way she wanted to involve other people, and “faking a break-in” would be too risky. Read more »

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 27 Jax is Born Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“Good afternoon, what can I get for the all pussy journalist from the Deep Taco?” Devon was giving Clarissa his full attention. “My usual, Devious” smiling like he new what she wanted. “See now here is the problem (scratch his head) I have no idea what your ‘usual’ is” no telling who was more embraced Devon or Clarissa. In order to break that awkward silence there was one more piece to this puzzle’s edge. “Just what in the hell Clar! You knew I didn’t have any hope to read that letter with out moaning so fucking loud” backing Clarissa up against the wall. “And you! Made me read that hot fucking letter..” Angie was still going off like a straight woman in a lesbian line up.
Earlier that day..
“I have already read all of your letters (letting the end fall into the trashcan as Mrs. Donovan stared blindly at the class).. Congrats to (scanning the paper to see who the authors were) Tim and Eric you two shall head up our talk show for today” Mrs. Donovan stated before looking at Angie. “And you Miss Angie Welbrought you and your partner Clarissa Love have aced this assignment with flying panties. Stand up (Angie accepted Mrs. Donovan’s hand) and take your spankings cause it is times like this that true journalist are born” biting her lip the first spanking came from Mrs. Donovan. “Now shall we get on with the show” finishing her little speech, admiring the redness on Angie’s ass from just one spanking.
“And now over to Angie, the Queen of the triple D’s” Eric smiled as the camera shifted position from Eric and Tim to the lone Angie. “Good Umm morning (her face flushed with grief butt the worst part was knowing what the letter said), this is Angie cuming (her lips got so fuck damp) to you from behind this desk with the hottest report..” her eyes always moving to stay head of her speaking. “Thanks in no short part to my partner, Clarissa Love and my self. We find our selves staring at a slender ass who is rummaging around for the Sexxee, suddenly she says. “Are we out of Sexxee or did you pick some up..” throwing her red hair over her shoulder (Angie trembled from the impending orgasm) “..butt of course you did (giving her little booty that shake), Mmm.. how I love red hair. Too run my fingers through it as I nibble on theee.. (stopping right there as the class stared back at Angie). I watched as she reached for it, Mmm, that little minx, on her tippy toes. I snuck out of bed with only one thing on my mind, getting so close that I could smell her pale skin.. so I reached out. Spanking her tight ass with both hands, raking her soul with my nails as my mouth lowered. Her sent was intoxicating as my mouth began to water. Licking her slit, to tease, to play butt my own passion was climbing as well. So waited till the very end, where her pussy opened up into a tight wet cave. Thrusting my tongue so deep into her, she gasp butt this was my hole, my slit, my pussy. Dragging back my tongue, feeling every vain, every centimeter of skin that I was face fucking. This time her body trembled like a piece of grass in the wind, I continued to eat out her soaked pussy. My face was pounding her incredible pussy at a higher rate, hell even my nose was used at stud against her pretty little asshole. Butt unknownst to me there was a knock on our door, one that announced her boyfriend’s arrival. Butt I didn’t care. My tongue was already coated in her girl juice’s as the rest dripped down my face, dotting my tits with her sweet sweet cum. Her silent moans started to becum louder, more pronounced, Ooo Ooooh yesss face fuckkk Mmm.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh.. For every thrust her boyfriend pounded harder on the door cause he could hear everything that was going on. Especially her luscious moaning as I sucked her cum down my throat..” “Mmm yesss.. Oh fucking OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” digging in her fingers, pinching Angie’s clit as the cum started to drip of the stool. Her passion was coupled only by her wild hips that thrust forward trying to bury her fingers in that tightening slit butt alas the very reason for her cum was to keep everything lubed for Angie’s fingers.
Back to present..
“I just want to spank your naughty ass till you can’t even move without feeling a orgasm, Ahhh” kissing Clarissa in rage, tongue wrestling her in pure unadulterated pleasure as the memories of this morning still had one more orgasm left. A orgasm that only Clarissa could satisfy with her own tongue.

The Khrysaorean Empire Part 2 [MxF] [MxFxM] [Incest] [Non-Con] [Rough] [Humiliation]

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CONTAINS RAPE. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT INTO NON-CON/RAPE.

“Position him there. I want the pole to be raised another foot.” A servant ordered as Khrysaor lounged once again, on his throne. He watched as the servants prepared a simple entrapment that would hold Markus for now. He reached down and shoved the head of the servant sucking his cock clean further onto his dick. The man gagged and flailed as his airway was blocked but he was no match for Khrysaor’s strength.

The spasming of the servant’s throat against his cock felt like heaven and Khrysaor pushed the man even further. Khrysaor felt the pressure begin to build until he let forth a stream of cum into the man’s mouth. Khrysaor watched in cruel satisfaction as the servant’s eyes rolled back into his head as he struggled to swallow it all before shoving the servant off. The slave lay there before his feet trembling for a good minute before gathering his bearings.

Positioning himself in front of Khrysaor, the young man groveling at his feet to thank him. Annoyed, Khrysaor kicked the man away and redirected his attention back to Markus who was being dragged away from Lily’s cage. Khrysaor watched impassively as the servants tied Markus’ hands behind his back and led him over to the pole in the ground. Read more »

Tickle War [FM] [Bondage]

I had just got out of the shower and was looking through my closet when in a FLASH my towel was stripped from me! I tried to grab it but he was already winding it up to snap my rear. I took cover on the opposite side of the bed but he followed. In deseperation I climbed over the bed and made a mad dash for the door but within reach I tripped, my escape foiled by a laundry basket.

Before I could gather myself he was on top of me. He started tickling my feet, then worked his way up my legs and to the inside of my thighs. I bucked my hips and kicked my feet like I was running in place with no success. His finger brushed up against the lips of my pussy, sending tingles through my body. Everything in my lower region was contracting, and I thought I was going to pee myself. I started hitting on his back as hard as I could but it was like smacking a brick wall. He stopped….but only briefly, just long enough to turn around and grab both of my wrists with one hand and began tickling my abs! ugh! Then with a wrist firmly in each hand he pinned arms against the floor, then leaned forwarded putting his lips over my nipple. I stopped fighting for a moment as a warm sensation ran through my body. As much as I enjoyed it, the competitive side of me wouldn’t give up. Read more »

[MF] After Being Forced Apart… We Came Together. – Recent Sex With Co-Worker

A couple weeks into working with Carol, I was sure that there would never be anything sexual between us. It wasn’t that she was unattractive – in fact, when she had first settled into the desk across from mine and introduced herself, my initial impression was that I would have work hard at not coming across too flirty. That notion had quickly faded as Carol checked box after box of irksome co-worker traits; talked just a little too much and too loudly, ate food that smelled a bit too pungent. She finely walked the line, not so bad at that anyone would feel justified calling her out for it, but just enough to slowly get under your skin.

When the people involved are good at heart, time tends to dull these minor annoyances, and so was the way with Carol and as the person underneath the irritation emerged we grew into great collaborators with an adequate friendship.