(F)inally hooked up with (m)y crush part 2: showing him the ropes.

So to continue about where I left off in part 1, I went home that night and left my friend hanging. It turned out to be good practice for what we did next.

In the intervening time we texted and flirted. The possibility of sex came up, I was honest with him and told him I wasn't ready to have sex with him and I don't want to have sex with someone without being in a relationship with them. He said he was alright with that and didn't want to do anything I wasn't comfortable with. It was about then that he brought up playing around with a little bit of bondage. We had first discussed it a couple months back and had joked about it in the intervening time. I didn't expect it to ever be seriously discussed though. I told him I was down for it but I wanted to do some research on it first. When I do something, I do it right. We set a date for when to give it a go. About three days before I asked him if he had any rope. He did not. So I sent him to the hardware store for at least 40 feet of nylon rope which he was to divide into 4 sections, about 10 feet long each. He quite obediently did. The next few days passed very slowly. I spent it reading up on things to do once I had him tied and practicing tying different knots.

I (F)inally Hooked up with (m)y crush part 1.

So this event happened about a month ago. I wrote this shortly after and have debated posting it ever since but I decided, eh, why not?

A couple years ago when I first started college I decided to join this debate club. That's when I met this guy who we'll call Jay. He's tall, slim, with a deep voice, brown hair, and blue eyes. Oh, and he looks phenomenol in a suit. I have a weakness for men in suits. He had been a member of this club for a couple years before me and was an amazing speaker. I was attracted to him almost immediately. Me and him had flirted a lot since we met and I knew he thought I was attractive but we never did anything more. The timing just didn't line up, either I would be in a relationship or studying abroad or he would be. Plus, it's always fun to flirt and imagine. One day I found out he had hooked up with a friend of mine a few times and she told me how it was the best sex she had ever had. I was jealous.

[MF] [bd] A Rough Night: she gets some rough handling

I sat on the edge of the bed, biting my nail and ruining the smooth polish I had applied earlier. The red of the digital clock illuminated the dark room and my lashes fluttered as the clock display switched to 10:39. On February 14th at 10:39, I finally admitted to myself that I would spend the entire day alone.

I should just go to bed.

I sighed.

I thought of the last time we had been together as I pulled open the drawer to the nightstand. I thought of how he had slowly stripped my clothes off, how his hands had felt on my body, and how he had fucked my brains out on this very bed.

My hand clamored around in the drawer because I had hid my vibrator on the bottom. I had been determined to wait for him, but now I was giving up. I pulled out a few naughty items I had collected over the years and set them on the bed next to me. My fingers hit the hard wood of the bottom of the drawer and I cursed at myself in the dark, scrounging around for my damn vibrator.

If only you saw yourself through my eyes [MF] [bd] [tickling] [forced orgasm] [flirting]

Tense, twisting, yanking pull. Your wrists trapped in sportsheets and your arms with enough leeway that your biceps flex and your elbows flash from your tugs, all as your fingers pantomime and ball into fists. Hot sweat drips, breathless shudders from your lips, all as my oiled hands move up from the pelvic line, across your ribcage, finding a home at your breasts. I'm going to stay here for a while, careful kneads above and underneath, my thumbs circling and swirling across your nipples, hard as diamonds, yet so, so sensitive that just the faintest of touch causes your head to dig into your pillow, almost jostling your blindfold out of place.

It was dinner and you were in that black dress and those pumps and we had to maintain composure but your fingertips were tracing along my inner thighs underneath the table and your nylon covered toes snaked up my pant cuff and you were smiling and giggling and making sure my attention was on you, only you, and I couldn't help myself, you knew I couldn't help myself, and that's when your thumb circled around my bulge, right across my head, through all that fabric and you weren't stopping until you saw me break and you unzip and…you…you…temptress…as I am biting my lips and the freeze in my shoulders and my fists are balling up in napkins and silverware and you coo in ear as my pulse throbs in my ears and my lust is leaking all across my boxers and right then, then, THEN DAMMIT! DAMMIT! You stopped! Why did you stop?!

M/f Sarah’s birthday surprise cums wrapped between two cheeks. Part 3

This is a continuation of an on-going series. I consider this to be a stand alone story so previous readings are not required to the posting below.

The gift of the Sexual Coupon

Sarah and I had been bf/gf for a few months now and our relationship was predominately sex based with a little actual couple related stuff thrown in here and there. I was an innocent naive virgin before all this started and she laid conquest after sexual conquest in those regards. We had a name for everything; pussy poundings, anal adventures, bondage barealls, flogging free-for-all's, toying tests, breast beatings, nipple nastiness, fanny figgings, bum beatings, rectum ravagings, vagina vindications, oral operations.. the list was growing at every encounter.

Sarah was 21 and I was coming up on my 20th birthday. She was average height with long brunette hair down to her back and sparkling hazel green eyes. Her California body was dark and tan except where her milky skin met with gorgeous two-piece bikini tanlines. Thin streaks of white invitations that circled her torso and hips leading to her tits, pussy and that perfect ass.

[MF][Bd/Msub] Lost Mind

I am losing my mind, getting high on the things you do to me. Oh lord, I’ve got what I need in the right time. We started off with “who’s your daddy?” games and we went up for more. I never knew how the game would play me, how your body would drive me insane when I can’t touch or taste it.

“Up in the bed” you said, grabbing my hand, “I am going to drive you mad. Twist and turn make you feel the love burn.”

“Now how about we take some turns, because I wanna get me some slice of that pie before I die.” I said following you.

“You are mine for tonight, you don’t have that right.” you said walking with me upstairs through the night.

Didn’t stop you, I just looked at your body move. Like the moon in the night you shined freaking bright. I didn’t even fight, I just wanted to make you cum all night.

“So how about I make the first turn and we take it from there, maybe I’ll let you play in my hair.” I said with a smirk, but she turned around and started to frown.

Sarah’s Tale, err Tail – [m/f] [Part 2 of ongoing story]

Part 1 – It all started with the girl next door

So a quick recap, Sarah and I meet and she attempts to seduce my thick skulled 19 year old self out from being Naive, awkward virgin and into a budding sex partner.

The Training of Ohhhh my god! did we just do that?
So Sarah and I are fucking like rabbits in the early days of our relationship. I was going through packs of condoms by the box load and things weren't slowing down. We tried every position and made up new ones, found new things to do, and places on our bodies to explore in ever so fun ways. When we weren't having sex, we talked about it, when we were too sore, we took painkillers to numb our throbbing nether regions. Sarah and I would experiment some more and try new things at every chance we got. We were sure nobody else had tried or done before. The Lewis and Clark of sexploration! Hah! looking back, newbie stuff really. We barely scratched the surface of what was in store for ourselves.

“Service? Please?~” [mf][facesitting][milking][bondage][pegging] Part 1

"Bloody hell.. It's her."
"Who?"
"What's 'er name? Kerr? That model chick?"
"Miranda Kerr..?"
"Yes, she's bought the whole fucking first class lounge to herself and locked herself inside for the flight."
"Fucking hell, what I'd do just to tou-.."
"Flight Attendants, Stewardesses, Please start serving now."

The familiar sound came on, down each row of each plane, you know an A380 can carry over 800 passengers in one flight? That's a lot of M&Ms and Headphones to hand out just to keep everybody happy, just so that they can come back the next time for their dismal job or attempt at a vacation. This flight felt like it was no different then any other, hell, everything was the same, crying babies, coughing, sneezing, requests for food from people who probably should be going for the salad, and requests for salads from people who should be going for anything else. Everything about this flight was normal, there was somebody rich in the front lounge of the plane, as always. You see, the way the planes work for our organisation is that the lounge suite is a whole designated area, apparently it costs a bloody fortune to get in, and rumor had it, that Miranda Kerr was on this plane, in that very suite… Fucking hell.

Lesbians First BDSM Experience With a Guy [m/f]

Just a warning!!! If you do not like the acts of BDSM ie spanking, whipping, bondage, and other acts such as those, then this story is not for you. It will get a bit graphic later in the series including forced bondage, chastity, and other CONSENSUAL adult acts, then you should back away now.
So this will be a series of stories of an experience I had with a friend of mine from the local BDSM community who is a lesbian. A little back information about her, and why she decided to let a male dom her, is because she had just had a harsh break up with her girlfriend who was also her dome and she wanted to expand her horizons and find new things she had liked. Even though her and her ex were in a D/s style relationship, they were both fairly new to BDSM and didn’t do more than the basics so she wanted to learn new things from me in a safe manor. So my friend will be referred to as Kitten, to protect who she is. Kitten is a beautiful girl, standing 5ft 3in, perky C cup breasts, thin build with a tight tummy, long brown hair, and a round, soft, booty that jiggled wonderfully under a spank from a paddle. I am a 6ft 3in guy, pretty big and strong, I work security so I know how to man handle people pretty well, and I have short dirty blonde hair. So Kitten and I had met on a BDSM website through a local group called the TNG (the next generation) which was a group to would meet together for vanilla activities for people aged between 18 and 30. Most commonly we would just meet in the party room at a local diner once a month and have fun, have kinky conversations, freak out the new waitresses and just have a good time. Every now and again we would do other things like bowling, go to a bar, or even play laser tag. Just things so like minded people can meet and become friends.