“I’m here to catch you.” [gentle dom] [cock worship] [cock nursing] [M/f]

The wind picked up from the west adding big, fat drops of collected rain from the trees to the lighter rain in the air as we walked towards his car. He reached around me, opened the door and waited as I climbed in, then securely closed it. I pulled the seatbelt across myself as he walked to the drivers’ side and got in. He would still reach over and check that my belt was latched before moving the car, but buckling it myself was a small freedom afforded to me.

“It’s not that I think you’re incapable,” he said the first time he checked, “It’s just that it’s my job to keep you safe and I have to be sure.” He said it with great charm and then pulled my mouth to his and kissed me in a way that pushed all intelligent thought from my mind.

The car rolled forward and we were on our way. In the months we had been together, Sir had been the source of many new experiences, experiences I sought out, but often found myself ill-prepared for. Sir loved to be my guide, my mentor, my protector pushing me to greater heights of pleasure and intimacy. He smiled and took my hand in his as we wound our way through the city. He knew I was nervous and stilled the tremble in my hand with a soft kiss, “Breathe, love. I will be with you the whole time.”

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My First Threesome [MMF]

I was 17 when I first started dabbling in drugs and alcohol. Within a year I had completely alienated my friends and family and was kicked out of my home. The people who’d got me started on drugs weren’t quick to help and I found myself at a real loss and unsure where to go next.

Luckily a friend of my older sister who I knew for a number of years had moved out to London and offered me an escape. He was in his late twenties and had experienced similar issues to myself at a younger age and was always there to offer support.

For two reasons I didn’t think twice, obviously I was now homeless and needed somewhere to stay but he was also doing very well for himself financially and I hoped this would be my chance to turn shit around.

We arrived at his apartment and within a few days he’d helped me land a job with a friend of his just doing some painting and decorating but it kept me busy and got some money in my pocket.

Beer and Breasts, Drinks and Deepthroating

“Hand this lad a refill, please!” Arthur proclaimed, empty mug swinging in hand.

“Sure thing, sweetie.” The server, a lady who looked to be at the cusp of young adulthood, sauntered over with a confident gait, swaying her curvy hips from side to side with each step.

Stopping by his side, she bent to pick up the mug, the front of her loose-fitting white tunic dropping ever so slightly to reveal the uncovered top of her perky breasts. She was close—closer than one needed to be for the simple action of collecting a mug—but he was not complaining. Her ginger hair, tied in a cute bun, and the small, vivacious features on her youthful face were mere inches away from his. Despite the thick aroma of alcohol in the air, he caught the faintest scent of—*what was it? Ah*—rosemary.

And then she stood up and her body withdrew from him. Her eyes glanced down, below the table. The corner of her lip perked up in amusement.

“Enjoy your meal,” she said with a smirk before heading towards the bar counter.

Anthony’s redemption [Spanking][bondage][M/F][Mdom] 1 of 2

The fight was not going well…

Anothony Van der Becks first fight in light heavyweight division was against Dmitri stephanov, a 6’5” beast of a fighter. Not only 3 inches taller than Anthony, he had a much longer reach and many more wins under his belt. Anthony was not one to back down from a challenge and didn’t fear any opponent.

The first round had been brutal. After a promising start Stephanov had taken control. Grappling him to the ground and unloading punishing punches and elbows to his face and body. He was lucky the buzzer sounded when it did.

His trainer doused him with water and compressed his swelling left eye “you gotta fight smarter man! You’re wide open! Don’t give him an easy fight”

Back into it… both searching for an opening. Anthony circled, lashed out with jabs and leg kicks but it had no effect. Into the grapple and dmitris gut punches we’re like sledge hammer blows. Anthony was tossed to the floor again and pummelled with punches.

My ex took sedatives so I could fuck her while unconscious [MF]

I don’t have time right now to tell this ENTIRELY CONSENSUAL story in the detail that I want to; I think it’ll be 5,000 words if I do, so this is a brief account. If you want to read the whole thing in more detail let me know in comments and I’ll get around to it.

When I was with my ex Kate, she was always the edgy one in our relationship, the dare devil and the risk taker. If I suggested we go for a bike ride, she’d be the one suggesting it was downhill mountain biking with no helmet! If someone cut me off driving, I’d be the one saying “dickhead” under my breath, where she’d lean across to get on the horn or hurl foul language out of her open window. Kate was an amount of energy that couldn’t be contained which at times scared the shit out of me. I loved her and we had three years together, but we both knew that we were not each other’s forever parter.

Sex stuff was the same, Kate would often instigate and was pretty adventurous. If I smacked her ass during foreplay, she’d be suggesting I restrain her or put her over my knee next time. Nothing seemed too crazy for her. We did things together I’ve never done since.

Devoured:Resurrection [M3000F27][Erotic-Horror][Oral][choking][Biting][Monster][Incubus]

As she stood staring into the dark rolling waves, she knew this was it, her last hope. A last-ditch attempt for liberation. She had tried to do things the right way. Endlessly working to better herself, to be the person they always wanted. The daughter her parents hoped for, the woman the man she loved had asked for. And the mother her son desperately deserved. He needed her most than any other, but sadly, it was hopeless. She was hopeless. No matter how hard she tried, she could not escape the demons of her past, so why try anymore? She was tired, so desperately tired.

The gentle coarseness of the sea-soaked sand beneath now pulled at her, begging her to let go. To walk into the ocean and let the foul substance that she’d consumed earlier take its course. She wanted this. She had no fight left in her and thought this would be the best for everyone. That she just give in and let the threads of her life fade away.

Sex, Drugs, and the End of Something [GROUP] [M34F33_M34F32]

Prologue: Though I’m an occasional redditor, I am not a lurker on this sub, and thus I can’t be sure whether this is the sort of content that is welcome here. It’s also capital-L Long, and a bit of a slow burn. But then if I’m being honest, I’m writing this post as much for my own catharsis as I am for your pervy entertainment. Also, while I pledge to do my best to provide the sort of details that cultivate a literary experience, readers should assume I have exercised editorial license with regard to particularities that might reveal the identities of the parties involved. You never know who’s reading…

Earlier this year, while standing amidst a sea of people at the main stage of a major music festival, my [34] friend Matt [34] told me he was going to die. The music didn’t stop, but everything inside me went silent. I swiveled to look at him, and as he fought back tears as I could feel my own coming. I tried to summon the right words. When I couldn’t, we stood there together for what seemed like a century, with that god-awful fate filling the space between us, until I could muster the only thing that made sense: “I love you, man.”

[FF] The Red Phone Booth

I’ve been able to travel to UK, specifically London, several times and was fortunate to have extended stays. During the longest visit, I met a young woman at a pub, who I developed a quick, flirty friendship with. Her name was Tessa. She was a bit taller than I am, fairly thick with gloriously huge tits, and short brown hair. Tessa worked at a local museum as a docent and was extremely knowledgeable about all London had to offer. We spent a lot of time walking with her showing me the hidden gems of the city. During these walks, we discussed our personal lives including sex. Both of us were bisexual and enjoyed being with other women. It was on one of these walks that this story begins.

Flambeaux Island- Preliminary Rounds [F19M40][Oral]

Good evening ladies and welcome to our 3rd annual Rich Men & Colored Doors event at Flambeaux Island. Thank you for filling out the paperwork, which includes our confidentiality agreement and all of the activities you will be participating in. I know 30 pages are long so I hope you read everything carefully before providing your signature on each page.

Next you will do a video going over the paperwork to ensure you give your consent to everything that has been discussed. My name is Jimson and I am the lawyer for these fine men you will be spending time with. I can assure you one million dollars will be given to each one of you who completes all the events successfully. You will receive a suitcase of cash before you leave. If you don’t do all of the things mentioned I guarantee you will leave here empty handed. Please follow me to the video room where you will be interviewed individually.
The first woman goes into the video room with Jimson.

Please state your full name.

“ Maranda Vellis”

Did you thoroughly read the contract?

“Yes”

Let’s go over some of the things that were discussed

I [F] was gangbanged by a group of guys for a year

It happened a few years ago when I was hooked onto drugs and lost my job. I was doing drugs all the time and my workplace found out. It had been a few months since I was on the drugs, when I showed up not sober to work one day and got fired from my job. I tried hard to find another job, but couldn’t since I was never sober in the mornings and found it hard to stay sober. At one point I was almost 4 months behind on rent and my landlord served me an eviction notice. Since I had come in from another country, I was afraid that I would be deported back. I got in touch with a guy that I had met and fucked a couple of times. His father was the owner of a company and quite rich, so I begged him for money to serve my debt. He offered me 200k to live with him and his friends for a year, and live in his mansion along with his friends without paying any rent. And as a bonus he would give me all the drugs that I needed, and he had them lying around all the time. The only catch was that I would be one of the toys in the house and would have to be mostly naked. I agreed. There were 5 friends who were living in the same penthouse. I still talk to them.