Riding You Hard Makes Me Wet [MF] [Bondage] [Femme Domme]

Full-Scale Fantasies

Porter Green dropped a stack of paper on Lyndsey Wayne’s lap as she lounged nearly naked on his bed, watching cartoons.

She picked it up. The checklist.

A week earlier, a girl she knew from her human sexuality course had asked her after class how two people who’ve never done kink should start a BDSM relationship. Being a diligent, bookworm nerd, Lyndsey had compiled a list of helpful books, blogs, articles, and podcasts to study, along with her own personal friendly advice after having had some experience with kink and play. She’d also included helpful links to checklists and workbook exercises to help Lacy and her new partner start negotiations and get the ideas and communication flowing.

But, when she’d sent it off, she’d realized something. For the two years that she'd been practicing kink—and the many, many, many years of fantasizing about it before that—she’d never actually filled out a checklist. She’d always had partners with rich and specific fantasy lives who knew what they wanted and were vocal about going after it, much like herself, so she’d never had much of a reason.

Losing my virginity, boyfriends and the wondering eyes! (Taken from my blog, confessions of a sexaholic)

Well hello again. Still getting use to this bloggin. Opened up a twitter account to share my blog. It seems to be going well and I’m getting a few views already so thank you for that.

It will be getting much raunchier once I pass the 16 mark and I will be writing about my experiences in detail so you get a full experience of how the mind of a sex addict really works.

Ok so I will go from where I left off. So, as you have already read I was very highly sex driven at a young age and by the time I was 15, I was just full of fantasies.

Some where dangerous though. I remember going to a Christmas party for work and it was the first time I had met my boss. He wasn’t anything special but the fact that it was my boss was a big turn on for me even though he was 40+ (this boss obsession carried on throughout my life which you will see in later posts). I remember he was chatting up one of the other young girls (which was a bit creepy as she was only 16) and I just looked on with jealousy. Then my fantasy mind kicked in and all I thought about for the rest of the night was him taking me up to his hotel room, tying me up in the bed and doing whatever he wanted to me. I spent the entire night staring at him after that,although he never noticed.

“Please, make me wear it.” [m/f]

My adventures with Sammy continue from: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3o6unt/ive_been_thinking_about_it_a_lot_and_i_want_you/

Sammy and I are still fucking every weekend, as many times as we can arrange. Sometimes more than that. We had plans last Saturday to go to a Halloween party, which we ended up being fashionably late for because things got out of control at my place before we left. Sammy's a very punctual young woman, so when she says she's going to be at a party at a given time, she's going to be there. Except in this case, we were laying on my couch and I started playing with her. To her credit, she held out for a good ten minutes, but it was just a matter of time once I had a hand inside her bra.

"Can I have your cock?"

Tied to a chair and teased – part 3 – F/mf – True – Bondage

Part 1 – https://www.reddit.com/r/ReaderAnonErotica/comments/3qibc6/tied_to_a_chair_and_teased_part_1_fmf_true_bondage/

Part 2 – https://www.reddit.com/r/ReaderAnonErotica/comments/3qknej/tied_to_a_chair_and_teased_part_2_fmf_true_bondage/


The scene was not a good one.

I was tied to a chair, nude, with my legs in the air and my virgin asshole exposed as my slave, who had won a bet to be domme for the night, approached me with a lubed strap on while her slave girl watched.

I was furious. I knew that Stacy would actively violate me, actively go beyond my limits, for the sole reason of feeling my revenge. I had allowed it to happen too, hell I had been aroused by the idea of being submissive for the night.

She moved next to me as I struggled in my bonds and yelled into the gag. Her fingers played with my ass again, I felt the tip of the lubed dildo bump into an ass cheek and hse said "pet, his ass needs more lube."

the girl jumped up and knelt below me. I felt her fingers on my asshole, pushing pube onto and into me.

I tried to scream insults, I tried to threaten, but I could not.

Tied to a chair and teased – part 2 – F/mf – True – Bondage

Part 1 – https://www.reddit.com/r/ReaderAnonErotica/comments/3qibc6/tied_to_a_chair_and_teased_part_1_fmf_true_bondage/


Stacy had won a bet and the result was myself tied to a chair, groaning from being denied an orgasm at the last moment while Stacy, in sexy lingerie smirked at me and the girl, Stacy's slave, watched from the bed naked.

Stacy went over to her toy box, and came back with a thick opaque scarf. I watched, knowing, as she walked back, then walked around me and out of my vision. Then the scarf descended onto my eyes and I was blind folded. Her fingers fished into my mouth and pulled out the soaked panties. "Boy," she said, "no speaking at all without permission." She waited a bit and then, her mouth right next to my ear suddenly, hot breath on me, "except my safe word of course." Then she nipped my ear lightly and I felt her move away.

"Pet," Stacy said, "help me."

Tied to a chair and teased – part 1 – F/mf – True – Bondage

Stacy was wild. Too wild really, but at the time it was amazing. This is the story of a bet I lost with her.

Stacy was almost a cliche, the woman that has all the "male" traits. Obsessed with sports, sex and being tough. No one fucked Stacy, Stacy fucked them. Deep down though, Stacy loved being conquered. For years our sex life had been aggressive and a struggle. The general rule of thumb was that if I could beat her or overpower her, that I could do what I wanted. Betting was a key part of our sex life and so often her outlet for her submissive feelings.

We dated and fucked off and on for years. Had threesomes and what not, both refusing to define our relationship.

Things were different now though. Stacy at this point was officially my girlfriend and after years of a bizarre sex life had finally come to accept that she was submissive, or at least liked being submissive with me. I was, at the time, the only man she had ever been submissive with, she more often than not dominated, naturally, men and women she was with.

Annaleise.

Annaliese found herself feeling exposed, open and vulnerable, yet in no true danger. She had been intimate with Andrew before but this was different, far more personally and intimate. This wasn’t Andrew exerting his will over her, it was Annliese trusting him enough to care for both their needs while she was in this state.

When she had first voiced her curiosity regarding bondage, Annaliese wasn’t certain how her partner would react. At first he thought it was a curiosity borne from the latest media craze but she quickly reassured him that it was not. She’d read intimate literature before, from romance to light erotica, yet she had always been aware of the possibility of bondage. With the current social trend it had merely seemed like the safest time to mention her curiosity. Andrew was all too happy to oblige.

Uninvited guest [bd] [ reluc] [Mf]

Anna was so excited for the surprise she had planned for mike. Fresh out the shower her toned body was now waxed shaved and polished to perfection. She felt extremely sexy as she pranced around the room completely naked. Her alabaster skin dried quickly as she dried her long golden locks the way he liked, so it was somewhere half between curls and waves. The only thing she wore was the perfectly applied make up with a dark red lipstick, she loved the marks it would leave on his cock. She wanted to do something special for him and she had put a lot of effort into it. She wanted to indulge his fantasy, he had always wanted her completely at his mercy, to do with as he pleased and she was finally ready to give him that. She had ordered some presents for him, she layer them out ready, a gag, set of restraints and a silky blindfold, she placed it on and it wasn't as uncomfortable as she thought it might be, she lifted it to rest on her forehead as she continued to set everything up,the restraint fitted onto the bed and left a cuff at each corner of the bed, she could feel the excitement mounting too, the wetness between her legs was noticeable, she giggled to he self as she allowed one finger to glide from her hole to over her raised clit, it was so wet, her tongue licked the moisture from her finger, tasting herself she bit her lip, every nerve in her body was sensitive, he would be home any moment, so she wanted to be ready, she decided on the complete submission and set about putting herself into the restraints, she lay in the centre of the bed, stretching out one leg and securing it, then the other,her petite frame spread eagle over the bed, it felt so good and yet she was so vulnerable, a thrill she hadn't experienced before. She was giving him the control she normally insisted was hers. Flashes of the things they had done it this room flooded back to her , he fucked her against that wall after an argument, he'd made love to her on this bed last week, it was so beautiful she had resisted the tears that her body created. Her heart was pounding so hard she thought the neighbours would hear, although out into the country her neighbours were miles away. She lifted her arms above her head and secured her left hand, if he tickled her like this there would be hell to pay but she hoped he would be far too distracted to even think of something so cruel, she placed the blindfold over her eyes and set about securing the final cuff, it was difficult which was why she left her preferred hand struggle, it finally was done and she pulled against all the restraints to test them, they held her perfectly in place, she hear the door and a squeal escaped her lips, the moisture between her legs was dripping and the nerves were gone, his footsteps coming up the stairs were quiet but deafening. And amused sound escaped him as his eyes caught sight of her, she could feel him coming into the room and sitting on the bed , his fingertips touched her foot and delicately danced up her body to her hip, she wanted him to touch her pussy, he kissed her hard and passionately, on the mouth and she moaned, he had said that blindfold in her and reducing her senses would intensify the feeling and now she realised he was right. She told him and she heard another amused sound, except she had heard that sound before but never from Mike. A slight panic fluttered across her mind only to float away as she felt his tongue lightly nudging her nipples, his teeth gently tugged at her hard nipples, her whole body squirmed with delight, his presence moved away, as he lifted her head she realised he had found the gag she put out for him to use. He placed it on with expert precision. It didn't hurt but it would certainly restrict her movement, she remembered her confusion when she saw the metal circle until a quick search on her laptop showed her exactly how it would be used. Her mouth was his too. His kisses were fluttering down her naked body, around her belly button and then they stopped, he must have been moving because she felt it on the bed, gently his tongue flicked against her clit and she cried out in pleasure although it was muted. His tongue lapped at her pussy like a puppy drinking water, he changed between this and the rhythmic torture of her clit. The sensation was amazing, he had never done it like this before and it was divine. Between the circles he made around her clit, so perfectly close, he ran his tongue a circuit to her hole, which tightened every time he did. The sensation was perfect. He was pushing all the right buttons, and he knew it he body was tensing, she was pulling against the restraints, her orgasm was rising from her toes, but he pulled his tongue away. Her disappointment was obvious. But she was quickly as his tongue was replaced by his hard cock. He pushed against her tight little hole, her moans entwined with his as he entered her, her pleasure was short lived as something was off, the feeling was heavenly but his cock was big, bigger than mike, she tried to pull against the restraints but to no avail, she realised that he had not spoken since he came into the room. His voice suddenly soothed her, she knew the voice, how could she not, he was her best friend, they had come so close to this over the last few years, before mike. She couldn't stop him and she didn't know if she wanted to, he was filling her and she lived it, her excitement was tightening around him, they orgasmed together, he gently peeled back the blindfold and kissed her again, softly this time, he removed the gag but she didn't say anything, he removed the smuged lipstick from her mouth and lovingly reapplied it and smoothes her hair, he held a finger to his lips in a motion for silence, he replaced the blindfold as mike entered the front door. Mike entered the room unaware of the previous guest. His audible excitement flattering but her heart was pounding for a different reason now, she didn't want to get caught how could she say that his surprise had been taken before him.

The Good Girl [M/F]

[Names and superfluous events tweaked in the interest of anonymity]

I know this story is a lot longer than most here, and I thought about cutting it down. But to tell the truth our entire encounter was meant to be slow and teasing, so I have kept our story of it the same.

I knew from the first time we talked I was into her. She was young, pale, and skinny with long red hair and gorgeous blue eyes behind a pair of horn-rimmed glasses, beautiful legs and perky breasts, if there was ever a "Sexy Librarian" look, she was the embodiment of it. She was at the end of her teens, I was at the end of my twenties. We talked for hours on the phone the same day we met, going over everything from relationships, to fears, to desires. She wanted to make sure we were as compatible sexually as we were mentally before she wasted any time.

Meeting for the first time, the extended version [MF] [BD] [sm] [D/s] [spank]

[NB: I posted the first half of this story a ways back, but I'm including it again here for context, so if it seems familiar, keep reading.]

I'm disappointed because you can't come up here, and I'm trying to manage my feelings. I try to let myself feel the disappointment, temper it with rational thoughts. I'm concerned because negative feelings often turn to apathy, and I want to hold onto this. I don't want to tell you I'm disappointed because I'm not sure it's appropriate for me to care, and I don't know if you, like me, get weary when someone cares too quickly. As a compromise to myself, I jokingly say that we should meet in Havana instead, a throwback to my initial message to you. You say, "make it Kingston, and we'll take a puddle hopper." So we do, and you fly the plane. I don't know where or how the arrangements were made for the plane, but it's just me and you.