Tag: Drugs

Change Happens: Chapter One (Part One of Two) 21+ {F36/M38] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [Creampie] [Quick Sex]

Chapter One: The Same Old

I knew what she was thinking. “She is a slut or a prostitute,” was what most people thought about me when they first looked at me. After all, I was used to it, built the way I was and the way I dressed. I was practically asking for it.

I waved at the woman as I passed her by the oranges in the produce section. My heels clicked and clacked on the tile floor, and I smiled at the poor produce clerk as he looked at me. When I passed, I heard the familiar noise of something dropping.

‘Poor guy,’ I thought to myself.

Another woman stared at me with eyes that could bore a hole through metal. Again, I just shrugged it off. I couldn’t help it.

I loved my body. What was the saying? If you got it, flaunt it. Well, I had it in spades. Long dark black hair and an athletically toned body that I took care of every day at the gym and at home.

I ate healthy because I wanted to keep my figure. I hardly drank and never smoked in my life. The payoff was a body I loved, and so did my husband, Jeff. Read more »

I reconnected with an old … enemy [M18 / F19] [young love] [sex] [college]

I don’t recognize her. “Cal. I didn’t know you went here.”

I put down the cup of punch I’d been sipping and trace the sentence back to its speaker. She’s the brunette girl with her hair in a tight bun and the cute nose piercing. I’d checked her out when she arrived at this picnic, but that meant nothing, I’d done that to all the girls. And yet, there’s something else familiar about her, something I can’t place…

Then it clicks. “Alexis? Alexis Daly?”

She rolls her eyes. “What? You forgot who I am?”

It’s stupid, but I blush. “Oh my gosh, I’m sorry, I just, uh, didn’t expect to… here…” I shrug at the courtyard, the building, the university campus, the entire geographic region, so far away from where I grew up. Where we grew up.

And I don’t think she will, but she gets what I mean. “I know, it’s ok. I feel like a foreigner here, too.”

I’m leaning against a small retaining wall in the dorm courtyard, watching as the others play cornhole and croquet and the other quiet lawn games. Alexis takes a spot by my side. “Nice to see a friendly face,” she says. Read more »

My girlfriend could out crazy me [FF]

My ex girlfriend and I never really called what we did BDSM, even though the dynamic of our relationship was pretty clear. I probably would have done just about anything she wanted during sex, but her bark was worse than her bite.

She’d often talk about how she wanted to use me and humiliate me, but the truth is she was pretty sweet in bed. She got a little weird with toys, loved spanking, and certainly took over when we were in that space, but most of her “dom” work was forcing me to look at her while I orgasmed or compliment my own body. She sat on my face a lot, but like, in a loving way.

*M is much sweeter than she lets on.*

However, in certain ways, M was actually the best dom I ever had. I’ve had folks understand my body really well and be attentive when we got physical, but she understood my mind on another level. She paid attention and had a level of emotional intelligence that served as an impenetrable wall from my usual manipulations. Read more »

[F]irst time with a girl

This happened years ago, not recently, but I felt like sharing my first experience with another girl. I was with my friend Katherine (Katie). Katie has been my best friend since we were five. We have always been promiscuous toward boys and even older men but never towards other girls. We taught each other how to make out, we did everything together. But at the time neither of us were bi. We went to a party together and got hammered like we usually did lol. We even did some drugs. I always found her to be super attractive, and in the back of my mind I definitely thought about fucking her. But tonight was my chance.

We went back to my house where we stayed the night. We did some lines and we were just chatting and laughing. I told her I was really horny. She started laughing, and then I went over and started kissing her. She liked it and she was kissing me back. We hadn’t kissed since we taught each other how, so this was different. I took off her shirt, and started feeling and squeezing her size D boobs. We were kissing, she was on her back and I was on top of her. I had my legs straddling her and started grinding on her. I could feel how wet my pussy was getting. I was so turned on just feeling her boobs and feeling her body under me. Read more »

Addicted [M/F 20s-30s][bdsm][slapping][light drug reference][aftercare][loving][tender]

He deals her a slap. The slap came across her face, flat fingers against her cheek, impact, with a satisfying snap, that dances around the room. She felt her flesh warming, crimson blood under soft porcelain skin, flushing it to a shade of rouge, one could mistake for well applied make up, in the dim light.

Her head slumps forward, stringy hair, damp from sweat, hangs like frayed curtains in front of her eyes, eyes full of tears and smeared mascara, that falls down her cheeks. The ball gag falls loose from her mouth, released by a benevolent other party.

Pooled saliva, falls from her ruby lips, plump and tender, sliding down her bare breasts, warm, slick liquid, down her stomach, past her navel, down her waist as it passes her aching womanhood, combining with other fluids, as it drips from two set of lips, stringing against her thigh. Weak knees, bent in, as bound hands hold her small frame aloft.

A moan, soft, so soft, barely escapes, over the sound of gasping breath, uttering the sincerest thanks to her dealer. Showing true gratitude for his time and attention.

She loved her dealer. Read more »

[MF] I Was a Serial Cheater: The First Time

I had just turned 21yrs old maybe a week before it happened. I was in a long distance relationship with my now husband but we were going through a rough patch at the time.

It was the evening of a company Holiday party. I worked at a restaurant as a waitress and we were all partying at a local Dave and Busters before heading to one of our Manager’s house to continue the festivities.

This manager, Steve, was known for hooking up with the younger girls like hostesses and freshly graduated servers. He was in his early 30s, handsome, kind of a jerk.

I was doing my thing and getting progressively more drunk, ignoring the buzzing coming from my phone as my BF was texting me for updates on my evening.

At some point in the night someone handed me a drink and said “have some water”. I took a big gulp and started coughing, the guy that handed me the drink laughed and said “it’s Everclear!”. If you’re not familiar, Everclear is 190 proof grain alcohol. Read more »

I Became A Girl! But At What Cost?! [Part 2] [M-F 20’s] [Rape] [Gender Bender]

[Features: Gender bender, male to female, rape, blowjob, sex, unwanted pleasure.]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/WarixViviana/comments/x49tn1/i_became_a_girl_but_at_what_cost_part_1/)

Ughhh. I felt like I had been run over by a train. Parts of me I didn’t know I *had* felt sore. Wait, parts of me I definitely *didn’t* have were sore. I tried to sit up rapidly and take everything in and that was a mistake as I just crashed back down onto my bed, groaning. I had to think things through and take it slowly.

Last night’s events reappeared in my mind and my breath caught. Transgender, demon, woman. I didn’t know which part of that, of any that, I should address first. A small part of me, the part that desperately wanted to focus on anything else, thought about how ludicrous it was in movies. People would experience something crazy and then think it was a dream. Trying to reimagine my terror and adrenaline as a dream would be impossible.

I was feeling less groggy and what I was feeling instead caused my jaw to drop. I slowly sat up, my *long* hair falling over my shoulders. I looked down and saw *boobs.* I gulped. I just stared, until with a hand, a hand that looked smaller than what I remembered, I poked one of them, and felt a jolt through my body. I *felt* that. Read more »

[MF] When my wife got anxious, I sent her into subspace

Mental health problems suck, yo. My own relationship is no stranger to them on both sides, and no one should be afraid of managing issues with therapy and drugs if needed. Even then, sometimes you have to put in real work to love yourself.

Or, if you’re in a relationship, your partner can, too. Physically.

I’ve had many a year to recognize the signs of an anxious spiral in my wife. I can see the body negativity, the imposter syndrome, a certain set of the shoulders and conflicted expression… it’s gotten better as time has gone by, but it always hurts to see it when it happens. Of course you start with talk: make it easier for her to ask for her wants and needs, give her the positive perspective she can’t see, give her comfort and touch. But sometimes it’s not enough. When that happens, I could let it run its course and have the love of my life struggling with intrusive thoughts all day… or I could fuck her until she snaps out of it.

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I remember when it started. She was lying on our bed, telling me about how she felt fat and out of shape and undesirable, and no amount of gentle coaxing from me would change her mind. Read more »

When my emotionally stunted girlfriend tripped acid and got too honest about our sex life… in front of Fred [FF]

*This is interesting because it’s the first and only time I’ve ever sent a past partner a post before posting. Her one condition was that I included Fred because she felt he was necessary to the integrity of the story. I had originally written him out, but enjoy this cameo.*

My ex girlfriend was a fucking mess. She was hella hot and the first person I genuinely enjoyed fucking, but boy was she a mess. She was mad at me for about 80% of our relationship and that complicated our sex life a little.

Anyway, she was extremely closed off and very rarely vulnerable. Part of this was a defense mechanism because she hated that I wasn’t “out” and part of this is just M. I actually sincerely did not really feel like I knew her ever.

Until she tripped acid and got WAY too honest.

At the time, I was a weirdly good kid. I was around drugs always, but they just didn’t interest me. When M and her roommates tripped acid, I showed up to babysit because I cared about her and I was honestly pretty curious. Read more »