Tag: Drugs

[MF] Fucked friend’s wife after their big fight

**—-BACKGROUND—-**My best friend from high school wound up becoming a piece of work. I left our small town, he didn’t. I got a job and did good things, he got into some serious drugs and depression. Well, him and his wife (a hot Latina we both went to high school with) finally called it quits. And I, for better or worse, swooped in. Her and I had always had sexual tension, so it all happened fairly naturally.

I had watched her and my friend fuck once long ago. I didn’t stay until they finished and I wasn’t comfortable enough to try to partake. I’ve also seen her topless a couple times during small personal parties we held at their place from time to time. She was a cute little Latina with big “fuck me” eyes and shoulder length black hair. She was slim and about 5′ tall with small but perky tits. Great hips and a significant labia… and wet. More on that later! Read more »

[M]y [F]irst Summer Fling: Part I, “First Date”

It’s January and although I now live and work in SoCal, I recently travelled back home to snowy, cold Pennsylvania where I was reminiscing about my favorite summer fling. It happened before Junior year of University. I was home for the summer working and saving money and met a girl on Craigslist. Yes, you read that right. 8 years ago, there was a scene on CL personals. People meeting up and dating. It wasn’t that weird. In fact, it was kind of cool because you could meet people online outside of your circles. At this time, OKC was really just getting started. Not sure about other dating sites. Alas, her name was *Mariana* — changed for anonymity. She was only 19. I was about to turn 21. It was June. Summer had just started. I was getting really tan and fit from playing so much tennis and swimming almost every day. Plus a trip to Florida with the family beforehand. And I was horny af. I had had my heart broken from my first GF two years previously, and had only dated one other girl in that time. Finally, with the new change of weather and distance and new memories, I was ready to get back out there— and frankly, feeling the heat—the need to meet someone and enjoy the summer with. Mariana had just finished her Freshman year, but was actually considering taking a year off to work for her Dad’s company, or transfer to a different school with a different major. I’m so glad we just happened to be surfing CL during that same week at the beginning of June. It’s crazy to think back on the serendipity of it all. It was the hottest, greatest, craziest sex of my life. Read more »

[FFM] [BDSM] Ignore this, I will delete this post in a moment, i just need the audio bot to proofread this before I post it.

(Reader’s notes)

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(TL;DR in the comments along with links to all of the other parts)

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(This is a continuation of “When I was twenty-two I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age” and this event was the climax of my first week with them. Most of the relevant information is included in parts 8, 9 and 10 so they can be read or listened to in order as stand-alone posts. If you read these and want to find out how it all started, or if you just want to start at the beginning, links are in the comments)

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(Thank you all for allowing me to share some of my most intimate memories with you)

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(End notes)

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Part 9 – Lust and Avarice

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Coachella camping, Night Two [Group]

The weirdest part about camping at Coachella is the shower situation. It always has a crazy long line, the people are rude and shoving to get into the stalls, and the water pressure sucks. Harper and I stood in line, we went the second we woke up, knowing this would happen, and the lines were full of hung over people complaining. We wore our bikinis there to minimize the amount we had to drag back and forth so we could get out faster.

We showered and headed back to the site. Cam and Brian were sitting in our lawn chairs passing a pot stick back and forth and drinking warm cans of beer. It was way too early for that nonsense, so I laid down in the shad with Harper and we looked at the instagram tag for Coachella seeing if we recognized anyone.

We kind of casually avoided talking about hooking up in the tent the night before when we were rolling balls, and I left it alone. We planned out the shows we’d see that evening and guzzled water in anticipation of rolling a second day in a row. Read more »

Threesome with my married coworker [FMF]

My last summer before college I got a job at a sporting goods store where I smiled a lot and sold people treadmills they’d never use. It was kind of chill and I got commission on the stuff I sold on top of base pay, so I did okay money wise for a summer job.

My favorite part of the job was my manager, Chase. He was this super clean cut guy who had just got back from the military and was in amazing shape. He was well over six foot and pretty solid muscular-wise. He kept his close shaved military haircut but had started adding tattoos to his arms and legs and drove a really old motorcycle. He was all kinds of sexy to stupid, young me. But, he was married and more than ten years older.

Back then I was very tomboy, almost painfully tomboy. I had very short hair and wore a lot of jeans and t-shirts that weren’t super flattering and I spent all of my time with guys. This was also the summer my uncle died, who had basically raised me since my dad died when I was little, so I was kind of out of control drinking a lot and doing a ton of drugs. Read more »

Mom and the Police Officer P2 [MF] [MDom] [Humiliation] [Public] [Incest]

WARNING

THIS IS GRAPHIC MATERIAL MEANT FOR AGES 18 AND ABOVE. CONTAINS FETISHES: STRIP SEARCH, BLACKMAIL, INCEST, NON-CON, FORCED TO STRIP, FORCED EXHIBITIONISM, HUMILIATION, EMBARRASSMENT, ABUSE OF AUTHORITY.  ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

ISO Writer and/or 3dcg Artist to hire on retainer. Must, at the very least, enjoy my work below. (PM me here if interested).

**Ch.1**

***Parker***

Life was normal. Dad returned from his business trip and the incident between mom and the police officer was never mentioned. Oddly enough, Carl and I didn’t talk much about it either. The school was abuzz the next day as the rumors flew. And then that talk stopped too. It was as if everyone felt the ordeal to be a bit too real, maybe a bit too tragic, to discuss it openly.

Mom was clearly shaken up. She remained that way for about a week. Dad noticed but mom shrugged it off as an “odd mood.” It wasn’t like there was really any behavior change in her. She just remained more subdued than normal. Her outfits changed too. Read more »

[FF] [BDSM] When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 7) (Very long)

(TL;DR is in the comments)

*(Note for the softies):*

This is an obligatory “trigger warning” for “violence” depending on your own perceptions. Also, some detailed psychological trauma, but if you’ve read the other parts then it’s not much worse than that.)

*(Very long note to EVERYONE reading this):*

One of the real hearts of the matter that Part 7 focuses on is a very simple concept:
‘Consent.’

When it comes to sex, or any other action performed by an individual’s body that might effect another individual in some way, whether the final result of such an action is positive or negative, the most important thing is consent. This is true whether it’s violence and sex, theft or generosity, polite manners or rudeness, all the way up to the grander things like war or peace between groups of individuals. Whether that group is bonded as a faith, ideology, corporation or just a piece of land with some people on it that call themselves a nation, state, town, or community, individuals give one another consent that something should or should not happen. This is a key factor of human behavior on every scale of society. For example, sometimes people break laws, and then sometimes they are caught by authorities or sometimes no one else knows that anything happened at all. Read more »

[FF], When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 2) (Final edit for audiobot)

*Before I continue telling what happened after part 1, there are a few notes I feel are important*

*A note to everyone reading/listening to this:*

If you don’t like violence and sex mixing, then this probably won’t be your cup of tea. That’s fine, that’s why I tried to make the title as clear and concise as possible. When I start to get more descriptive with the violent stuff in later posts I’ll leave try to leave trigger warnings or something if people here think I should. I’ve heard that reddit has gotten really PC about that sort of stuff in the past few years. Read more »

[MF] 90s sex at a festival on drugs

So, I’m not much of writer but I’ve got a few sexy stories to tell. This is a story from the late 90s, at a rock festival in the UK. Me and my GF (now wife), let’s call her Megan, had been going together for a couple of years. At this time, poppers (Amyl Nirate) were still legal and really common. She hadn’t tried it although I had, along with sniffing glue and aerosols and other stupid stuff I would never do now. We were around 19 or 20 years old, uni students.

Anyway, we saw some poppers for sale at the festival market and decided to buy some. If you haven’t seen it, it comes in a tiny glass bottle and it smells so strong you only need to sniff a bit and you are instantly high. It literally wakes you up if you have fainted which I think was the original use. So we bought some and went to see the band on the main stage (I forget who). We had a sniff from this bottle and seriously within about 1 minute we kissed and suddenly had a huge blood rush and we are absolutely desperate to fuck each other. We are in the middle of this crowd and I’m groping her tits and she’s grinding against my cock. After a few minutes of this We literally run back to our tent, horny as fuck. Read more »

[FFM], When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 4)

*Quick note*

The beginning of this part picks up right where Part 3 leaves off.

*Important note*

Before you read this, I’d just like to assure you that not all of the parts are going to be like Parts 3 and Parts 4 which are pretty heavy on the whole ’emotional abuse’ thing. However, while I’m telling this in chronological order, I can’t just gloss over the messed up stuff. The rest of that first week was actually pretty awesome, but Henry seemed to really want to test my boundaries, just to see what I could take, and he really does. Also, in retrospect, I believe he knew that if I bonded with Sweetie, I was more likely to stay because she was incredibly unlikely to leave. It just so happens that he didn’t mind playing the villain. I thought I was pretty smart at that age, but Judith and Henry were always five steps ahead because they had spent a lot of time doing what they did and had plenty of practice before I came along.

**Part 4**

“How much?” Read more »