[FM] An evening over twelve years in the making [long, rom, toys, anal, bond] part 2

[Part 1 found here](https://redd.it/60b6jf)

Julie was bent over my bed, her wrists restraint securing her arms together behind her back. Her ankles were similarly bound while spreading her legs wide to the posts of my bed. I was gently playing with the butt plug that was still firmly lodged in place. Fingers expertly pulling it out with the greatest of ease and letting her own pressure suck it back in. The gasps and moans she let out were satisfying to both of us. I loved pleasing this woman. Her occasional protests of “…please… uhhh… fuck me” only renewed my constant state of arousal. I *needed* this night to last as long as I could. I used this slow teasing to rest my weary arms and hands from seemed like a marathon vibrator assault from earlier. I kept the momentum going so that I could build her desire into something more.

During the previous two weeks, our sexting divulged quite a bit of the *intimate habits* of Julie. This woman loved sex and self gratification was her preferred method of choice given her circumstances in recent years. I had a rough idea of how much she could take without making her pass out into pleasure coma. It wasn’t much of an idea mind you, but I could tell the secure woman that she was could take a bit sexual appeasement before succumbing to exhaustion.

Poker game and bondage [mmf]

Daddy had some poker friends over the other night to play for the evening. I have a pink teddy that looks like a bow tie on top I wear for them. They get drinks and free grabs during the night. A congratulations gift (blowjob) is given for the first three rounds. After the three rounds, I don’t have much to do. I usually go in the living room and sit on the couch where they can still see me and keep my legs spread. It keeps them distracted.

Tuesday night ended a differently. It was down to daddy and a friend. Daddy lost the last hand and was all out. His friend got a large chunk of money and me for three nights. Daddy didn’t have the money to cover his bet and used me for the rest.

I didn’t even try to get out of it. I played a good sub, got up and said I was ready to go. I’ve had event with the guy in the past so I didn’t think that much into it. I left my cell phone at the house and left with him. When we got to the car, he had me get naked. He took my clothes and put them in his trunk. When he got back in, he smiled and began driving.

[FM] An evening over twelve years in the making [long, oral, bond] part 1

Skip down to the [——–section———-] if you wish to start with just the sexy stuff. The story builds up the passion and intensity for which we felt and why it was amazing for the both of us. It’s kinda worth it.

I’ve known Julie since our first class together in Jr High school. She was the drama club and choir geek while I was the chess club attending anime nerd. We didn’t actually date until the middle of our senior year of High school and even then it took us until the end of the entire semester for us to lose our virginity to each other. Once we graduated however, we attempt to make up for lost time by making love at every opportunity during that summer break of HS freedom. It was puppy love, it was innocent fun and the two of us thought we were made for each other. She had been accepted to a school on the opposite coast and I was staying local with Junior college. The countdown to her trip was slowly approaching so we stepped up our game a bit and tried doing new things. We introduced toys into our sexy time, braved some outdoor stuff at night, even took some tips from Alanis Morissette and went down on each other in a theater. I still can’t watch Lilo & Stitch without remembering her bobbing head going down on my dick in that nearly empty theater. Oh the memories.

The Wait [Fm] [Bondage] [Femdom] [bdsm] [Msub]

I was bound by wrists and my ankles. Tied to the bed posts as I lay with my back resting comfortably on the bed. I am blindfolded so I all I can see is darkness. My cock twitches uncomfortably in it’s cage, aching to be released. She doesn’t allow me to have it off when I am not in her presence. It’s been a week since my last orgasm and I am not sure how much longer I will be able to stand it.

She greatly enjoy’s seeing me like this, helpless and bound, with my pleasure at her disposal. If she decides I deserve any that is. Or maybe she isn’t even watching anymore, and left the room to have a glass of wine. “How long I have I been waiting?” I try to ask, but my mouth is gagged shut so only muffled sounds come out. Inaudible and useless to anyone but me. Time is difficult when you are deprived of your senses. It feels like I’ve been waiting for hours, but with my luck it hasn’t even been five minutes yet!

I can’t believe this happened. Crazy night takes a dirty turn with my best friend [MF]

Me and my friend, Jess are really close ever since high school. We’ve never crossed that line tho. I’m okay with that too. I don’t hold a flame for her. She is attractive as fuck though, objectively. She is slender, D cup, tight ass, long brown hair, amazing stomach, long legs.

We got together one night and went out drinking to catch up. One beer led to another, and soon led to some party drugs. We ended up coming back to my apartment and hanging out. Still doing lines and drinking.

Starla’s Sex Journal 16/3/17; [Ff][bdsm][Fdom][Fsub]

16/3/17

In the great tradition of Starla not realizing anything is wrong with Starla, I was informed by Kiera last night that I’d been sullen and withdrawn for the past few days. Ever since I had been with Mark, conveniently.

He was… In the moment, he was everything. He was what I needed. I suspect I will need him again, in the future as well, but for the most part, I felt regret. His birthday this year had already passed, which means that at some point in 2016, he was legally still a child.

I couldn’t deal. Still can’t. Kiera came into my room last night, after putting Kieran down to rest. “Everything okay, Babygirl,” she asked me, sitting down on the edge of my bed. I didn’t know where to begin, so I just hugged her. She knows that I absolutely adore the sensation of her burying me; it’s like its own form of bondage, to me. A baby learns the word Mama to speak to the giant creature caring for it. A giant which is stronger, bigger, and has an answer for every worry and ailment the baby may have. I wanted to make myself smaller for her; moreso than I could by simply curling up.

Caught In The Golden Webs Of The Spider Queen [str8] [Fdom] [Bd] [Fantasy][Huml] [nc] [oral]

**An adventure story of Thorvik Kabot, Succubus Slayer.**

With one kick from his powerful leg, Thorvik kicked in the door to the secret church of the Spider-Goddess, Kalindraa and, with a sweeping backhand, immediately dispatched two of the dark-robed, female Spider-Acolytes standing guard.

Illuminated by torchlight, Thorvik Kabot’s strong Nordic physique was an impressive sight and a testament to the purity of his lineage and breeding as he had the strong, battle-scarred, muscled body of a barbarian with the chiseled facial features of a nobleman with a strong brow, prominent nose and striking blue eyes and a head of curly blonde hair.

Thorvik’s manner of dress was simple. Leather boots, loincloth and his shoulder-scabbard, which held the legendary succubi-slaying holy longsword, “DawnKeeper”.

The barbarian-knight and conqueror of five kingdoms, surveyed his surroundings: stairs hewn from limestone descended to an open shrine area of fiery braziers arranged symmetrically around a large golden idol of a beautiful nude Asian woman with six-arms and eight eyes.

Additionally, many exotic silks (*no doubt spun from the Goddess herself*) hung from the walls, giving the secret church something of a “parlor” appearance.

I came inside a much younger girl I met on Craigslist [MF]

I know what you’re thinking right off the bat, it probably wasn’t the best idea, but I’ll just tell the whole story and then you can decide if I was an idiot or not.

I’ve had a few successes on Craigslist before, so I’ll browse it from time to time just to see what’s out there. I think I sent out maybe 10 messages that night, and the one I got a response to I honestly thought was spam at first. I don’t remember it exactly, but it was only a couple of sentences and said something like “Let’s start 2017 on a high note. Oh, and I don’t have a gag reflex :)”. Her ad said she was 24 and was tall, not a huge amount of info. I was 33 at the time.

Usually anything that short and overt has to be spam, but I have a throwaway email I use for this, so who cares, I figure. Within maybe 2 minutes of sending it, I get another message saying “here’s my number, text me before someone reports my ad as spam and it gets taken down”. This still sounds like what a spammer would say, but I’m pretty suggestible at this point, so I figure “fuck it, why not”. I send her a text, and she answers immediately. We chat a bit, which is further than I suspect a spammer would take things, and I ask her to send me some pictures, and she does.

Being a good little girl for him [FM] [bondage]

Here is the story of my [first encounter with him](https://redd.it/5p87d8). You can find a description of what I look like in my first story.
The second time we met, we spent almost 5 hours together doing all sorts of things. This story is going to be very long–you’ve been warned!

It was a nice day in December, surprisingly warm for a winter night. We had been planning this night for weeks, and I had promised him that I’d be his good little fucktoy. Tonight he would show me his dominant side and introduce me to bondage and submission. The only problem was that I was 2 hours late to our meeting. When I messaged him and told him I was running late because of some scheduling conflicts, he replied with disapproval. He told me that I would be getting punished for my tardiness, and I found that I was biting my lower lip in anticipation for almost the entire 20 minute drive.

My Weekend in Philadelphia Pt II [MF] [Bondage] [Femdom]

I was under the impression a blindfold was simply deployed to steal my vision and keep me on edge, to anticipate what was coming next, or where Miss Janet was in regards to me, or what toys she had at her disposal. It did all of that, of course, but it absolutely heightened my senses elsewhere with my sight gone.

They bit hungrily, craving the thin flesh of my hard cock and bound balls. All told, Miss Janet informed me that she placed 18 total clothespins on my head, shaft and balls. Her praise kept me focused, not wanting to complain verbally or groan in anguish.

She flicked the clothespins with her forefinger and giggled when I would moan or try to wiggle my cock and balls away from her strikes. The second I settled into a pain on one specific pin, another would get flicked or pulled. I didn’t care to use either safeword, even with the current pain, I feared it might get worse. Still, as if Miss Janet could read my mind, when something really started to burn, she would place a vibrator of some sort on my adorned cock and make me forget all about the decorations.