Unexpected Shower Guest [MF][Non-consensual][Oral only]

First time posting here… let me know what you think or if I broke any rules… I’ve never shared my writing with anyone, so here goes….

The lights flickered as Ash slipped on her clothes for the night. A good day, wonderful perhaps. A few posts on reddit, a bit of shopping, and work wasn’t bad for once either. All in all, the young woman had been rather happy.

He had watched the car pull in. She lived alone, and the house wasn’t too close to others. She was a good target. Young, pretty, and an exhibitionist if the posts she made suggested anything. He had followed her on reddit at first, her teasing posts and suggestions interested him. It had developed into an obsession. Eventually, he had a friend extract the meta data from her posts, and found her. He had been watching her for some days now, waiting for a good time…

Kitten’s First Gangbang [Group]

Kitten’s First Gangbang [Group]

“Kitten, have you made plans for your birthday?”
“Not really, it’s in the middle of the week so I thought I’d wait until the weekend.”
“Good. Keep it free. I’d love to be the one who buys you your first legal drink.”
“I would love that! Where should we go?”
“I’ll pick you up at 7. Wear the purple.”

And little did I know that Jack had much more planned for my birthday than a drink. But first, a little context – Jack and I had been engaged in a Dom/Sub relationship for a little while. One of his favorite things to do was to tie me up and tease me with a vibrator. He would edge me over and over and ask me about my fantasies – only letting me cum when they became sufficiently depraved and detailed. One in particular that he liked to ask about and press for details on was gangbangs. I was enthralled with the idea of being the only woman in a room full of men who just wanted to fuck me and use me to get off. I fantasized about being covered in their cum. Fucked in all my holes until I was delirious.

[F]irst fuck of my first solo vacation [FM] [public] [long]

Long time lurker and admirer, first time poster. This is a throwaway account, obviously. You probably shouldn’t message me, but if you really fucking need to, ask first.

**Background** – skip to the bolded story below if you just want the story. I’m in my late 20s, I’m athletic, tall, with red hair and green eyes. Essentially, I’m a smokeshow and completely humble about it. I’ve only been a self-identified equal-opportunity slut for about a year now; before that, I was dealing with debilitating anxiety, repressed sexuality and internalized homophobia from a conservative/evangelical upbringing among other things. Sexy, right? But with some therapy and a commitment to reprogramming my internal monologue, I’m proud to say I’m not only a stupid slut, but a fucking happy and successful slut, too.

I had always had debilitating social anxiety, but with my new outlook on life I decided to do something I found terrifying – traveling to a foreign country alone. I decided on Berlin since it’s relatively cheap, most people speak English, it has a always-burgeoning nightlife/queer/kink scene, and their sexy stance on public nudity. Since getting emotionally healthy and happy, my horniness has gone from barely existent to 14 year old boy. I want to have sex. Period. At any time, basically anywhere – I wanted to be fucked. Naturally, I wanted this vacation to be a total fuckfest. And a fuckfest it was. This is one of the stories.

Play Time and Exploring [MF] [MDom] [Public] [Exhibitionist] [Bar] [Toy]

I walked up the final stairs into the bar above the food hall, black skirt swirling around my thighs. I looked around and took a deep breath. There were a lot of people here.

Somewhere….somewhere up here you were already laying in wait.

As if to remind me that you are here, I feel the Lush vibrator tucked inside me…the outside wand resting against my clit…give one, quick pulse. I have to resist the urge to stagger.

This had been my idea. A fun way to play…to spice things up.

I hadn’t expected you to actually be game for this. But you had been.

So the toy had been bought, and played with at home. We had figured out the settings, exactly how well the signal worked.

There had been multiple rounds of sex…multiple rounds of you watching me climax on the other couch in the living room.

And now I was here. My hair was brushed, curled to brush my chin in its bob. I wore dark smokey make-up, a bold red lipstick.

Rediscovering Sub Space Chapter 1 [MF] [D/s]

**Background**

Ending a decade long vanilla lesbian relationship and marriage to a woman and thinking about men again was surprisingly easy. Perhaps it was the total lack of any kind of kink fulfilment in my previous relationship, perhaps it was the 2+ years of a completely dead bedroom, perhaps it was the unhealthy lack of communication or manipulation she made into my daily reality? Whatever the cause it was liberating and slightly dizzying to think that I was able to be myself again after such a long time.

My first post on the DDlg personals subreddit was a total shock to me, I didn’t really know how badly I had been craving submission again or even think about what response I wanted, just knew I was desperate to re-indulge my kinky side after so long on the “straight” and narrow. A few conversations with nice guys later and I was certain that I was back where I belonged. Even just discussing my kinks with like-minded people and the briefest hint of sexual connection was enough to light a fire under my ass to find what I had been yearning for for so long.

Becoming his slut pt. 2 [MF] [Exhibitionist] [Anal]

Ronaldo had not finished with Melissa just yet. Though he had just covered her breasts in ropes of cum, his erection still raged on. He was filled with the desire to have her in every way possible.

Grabbing a fist full of her hair, he pulled her so that she was on all fours and walked her over to the window.

It was dark now, but the glow of the streelights and lights from neighbouring houses lit up her body in all the right places. He could see the lust still burning in her eyes. Her expression was one of insatiety.

He loved her like this. Hungry. Wanton. His. There was no time to waste. Quickly, he positioned himself behind Melissa and plunged deep into her . He knew the neighbours would hear her screams but tonight they would also get a show.

That knowledge pushed him into high gear. With one hand in her hair and the other pressed firmly on her lower back, he drilled her mercilessly. It was not long before her breathing quickened and his cock was dripping with her juices.

The Camgirl Part XLIII: I Miss You [exh] [voy] [Fsolo] [mast] [implied MF]

**XLIII: Blake and Liam**

**Blake**

Blake lay on her back, wearing only her thigh-high ninja socks, head in a wonderfully fuzzy state. Being in a post-fifth–maybe sixth–orgasm state was way better than being buzzed. She wiggled a bit to the background music she’d put on as she situated herself on her bed. Looking into the camera, she raked her fingers through her hair a few times, making sure it fell over her shoulder. After looking to the screen and back to the camera, Blake reached forward and adjusted it, making sure all the important parts were in the frame, then lay back against her stacked pillows. She reached down to stroke her bare pussy without really thinking about it, then stroked her hand up her stomach as she reached out with her toes, adjusting the camera just a bit more.

Finally satisfied, Blake grinned and moved her hand back to her pussy, mouthing the words to the song as she used her fingers to spread her pink lips for the camera. The ping of a tip coming in sounded and she Blake smiled. Rotating her hips a bit as she did so, making sure her pussy and ass were in full view, Blake continued to sing silently to herself and languorously rub her pussy. She alternated between firmly stroking her lips and spreading them–and showing off her trimmed fingernails, each painted a different color of the rainbow–as they grew slick with anticipation.

The Driver [MM] [bd] [humil] [ds] [exhib] [mdom]

Dear blog,

I was getting to the end of my shift today. Only two more stops, ending the bus route on the outskirts of town, with what I thought was an empty bus, when I was distracted by a clicking noise, as from a camera. I threw a glance to the back, and spotted a hand holding a cell phone, a young man taking selfies of himself. A shift in my seat, and from a different angle in the mirror I spotted his pants around his ankles.

I slammed the breaks, drove the bus into a side road, hit the override button to lock the doors, and got up from my seat to tell the exhibitionist off. In the front of my uniform pants a half voluntarily chub had started building, but I tried not to pay to much attention to it.

It had reached a raging stage when I reached him, a slender little twink with Snapchat open on his phone, undoubtedly pasting himself on the screens of whomever asked for it. I tried getting eye contact, but his eyes were glued to my crotch.

Becoming his slut pt.1 [MF] [Oral] [Exhibitionist]

“Who’s a good little whore?” Ronaldo asked as he balled Melissa’s hair into a bun and mercilessly thrust his cock in and out of her throat.

It was the same fantasy, day after day, for nearly three weeks. The two had not been together since he left on a business trip three weeks prior. Melissa was bursting with anticipation built up by imagining what their reunion would be like.

Bzzzz. Her phone vibrated in her lap, interrupting her thoughts. It was another text from Ronaldo who was battling with a fantasy of his own. He and Melissa had been exchanging ideas and sexting for what seemed like hours.

Melissa looked over at the clock. It was 1:30. Just a few more hours. She’d finish work at 4:30 and be free to get everything her body was begging for.

“This is what you wanted? Me fucking your face like the dirty slut you are?” She could hear Ronaldo’s deep voice in her ear as clearly as if he were actually there.

Imagining his rough tone made her clit throb even harder and she squeezed her legs together beneath her desk to ease the torture unfolding between her thighs. She needed to get home to her man quickly.

[Fsolo] [exh] Lisa – Part 2: Strangers on a Train

Lisa stepped onto her 8:23 train the same as she had every other workday for the past three years. Yet today she was steeped in a wicked combination of nervousness, excitement, and pure arousal. Tucked into her jacket pocket was her response to the note she had received yesterday evening, exactly where the first was left. Whoever had left it hadn’t suggested any other way of communicating back, so she was hoping that whoever it was would use their sly fingers and figure it out.

Standing in the crowded train car, Lisa’s mind was racked with different situations. *What if they take a different train in the morning? What if they’re just not in this train car? Her mind raced with all the reasons this wouldn’t work, while simultaneously considering all the possibilities if it actually did. What would happen? Where would this go?* Imagining the various things that just might happen to her lured her body and mind closer to hoping it would. Lisa could feel her pussy grow wet with desire for the kind of strange, illicit touch her dreams had conjured up.