[MF] The Mature Assistant

Recent lurker but it’s time for me to contribute with my first reddit ever post. I apologized in advance for the vagueness and length.

This is very true and was about 2 years ago. I was 26 and just getting settled in my new job. In the office we had a vacant desk yet to be filled, my assistant and the boss. It was positioned in a way that if you wanted to see the boss, you have to come through either me or my assistant. It usually takes a while for me to be completely comfortable with a new staff, I normally hold back some of my personality just to gauge the environment such as what jokes I can get away with. Which leads to my assistant.

I fucked the law, and I won. [FM]

Mr. Clean vs The Succubus

I got all dolled up tonight (RE: hair and makeup, literally nothing else because I dress like a bag lady,) and my lady-date cancelled on me last minute. What do? Fuck it, I’m gonna weasel my way into hangout time at the house I have to run an errand to. Oh, you have company? Cool, I’mma sit down next to them and we’re gonna be buddies. You’re welcome. We’re discussing the finer points of DMT, LSD, etc., while surfing YouTube, when I get hit up by someone on Plenty of Fish saying he read my blog and wants to get to know me better. Cursory check of the profile, he’s in law enforcement… interesting… then I notice in his profile he mentions something to the effect of “if you’ve ever said Fuck The Police, here’s your chance.” Sold. Cops with a sense of humor? Send ’em my way… please don’t look in my purse. I have big plans for him. Not an hour after I sent my last message to him and it has gone without reply, I get a notification from MeetMe that I have a message. Oh, what’s this tall drink of water want with me? He also read my blog, and complimented my writing ability. Thanks handsome, tell me more about what you like about me! I thought I lost him when he said to have a good night- no, please don’t go! You didn’t send me a dick pic or ask to see my tits, I’m interested! We exchange some pleasantries, and laugh about how MeetMe is basically a zoo but all the animals are on or selling meth. Then he tells me he’s a former local cop. WAIT. FULL STOP.

Learning to Follow [FM] [loving MDom] [Bondage] [Anal]

“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

Jason’s voice is a low whisper into my ear. I stare at the arrangement on the bed in front of me. To a seasoned sub, it would probably be nothing: three blindfolds, two different gags, several lengths of silky rope, and an array of plugs and vibrators. But my heart races to look at them. The choices. The props that could fulfill my desires. I turn in his arms, tilting my face up just slightly to look into his eyes already darkened in lust.

“I want to,” I say. He smiles at the admission. I continue, “but I’m nervous.”

His hand runs through my hair and strokes the side of my face. “I know. I’ll be careful with you.”

While I settle myself on the bed, Jason selects a red cord. When he caresses it against the side of my ribs, I can’t help but giggle at the light tickle stealing into my skin. His serious expression cracks into a grin for a brief second, then his focus returns with a frown. “I can untie this at any moment, but only if it gets really uncomfortable, okay love?”

[MF] Fun New Furniture

The missus and I got a Liberator ramp/wedge combo and got to break it in not too long ago. It was a lot of fun getting to try all of the suggested positions and find what worked for us. However this is a different story. More recently, we did something with the new furniture that neither of us had planned or even anticipated.

After getting to try out the wedge/ramp only days earlier, we were looking forward to getting to fully utilize it so when the time came we quickly stripped down and positions ourselves. As I am incredibly fond of giving her oral, I was ready to lay her down with her knees arched and press my lips around her clit. The missus had other plans.

She pushed my back against the ramp, my head on the upper edge. She slid the wedge under my knees. My ass was on the ground between the two pieces and my wife took my cock in her hand and began to massage it. As she stroked, her grip tight and her pace slow, her lips kissed my inner thigh. A twinge of pain hit as her teeth dug in occasionally. My dick became ever more erect as her cheek and her hair brushed against my shaft, her mouth avoiding it completely.

Last night’s private sex party [f][m][group][orgy]

It is a special thing to have four people working on you at the same time. As things got started last night, C found herself in an unusual position: she was sitting mostly upright, leaning back into our friend Zena, who was in turn leaning into our friend Slater, who was in turn leaning into his girlfriend Bella.

Confused? That’s okay. I was at C’s front and began going down on her, while the rest of the pile grabbed her by the hair, played with her tits, and, in the case of Bella, grabbed her wrists to force her chest upwards and outwards, exposing it for the other 30 people to see as she shook from the feel of my tongue on her clit and the six hands working her body. In ten minutes she had a near-blackout orgasm that had been a long time building.

Through the Fog, Part 1: An Odd Turn of Events, [t], [solo], [fantasy], [Long]

Disclaimer: This is a purely fictional story. My brain is honestly in a strange place today so I want to get a story out there. I’m honestly not sure how many parts this will be since I have no idea where it is going. Feedback and input is more than welcome since this is out of my normal realm of writing. What works, what doesn’t, etc.
This story takes a while to get going. If you just want to get off, skip to the bottom and come back and read the top after. It will be important in coming installments. I hope that everyone enjoys.

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“OW!” I look down at my arm as the tears start to fill my eyes. It’s broken and I can see the bones. I feel sick, dizzy, I can’t breathe. I try to sit up and the world swims. I think I see my legs, but I can’t move them. Broken too I guess. I turn my head to the side and vomit. *Why won’t the world stop spinning?* A tear falls down my cheek opening the flood gates and I am bawling like a child, gasping for air. My head falls back to the grass beneath me. I see the stupid tree above me as the world goes black.

Swords and tentacles [Str8] [f] [m] [fantasy]

Once upon a time in a kingdom far far away there was a princes, not just any princess but a princess with an acient bloodline directly connecting her to the first and most powerful witch to ever exist. Although this was many generations ago and the people believe the magic to be long faded. Her name was Rainbow, now a strange name for such an exotic kingdom afteral. She was kind of short with brown hair and a big temper, hence her nickname “rainbowrage”.

She was given in marriage to a snobby prince, Alexander his name was, by her own father. Rainbow refused to marry this young fellow but had no choice in the matter, even after destroying nearly all glasses in the castle after one of her famous tantrums her father would not give in. Since their kingdom was almost broke he really needed the money, and so the princess was sent on a long voyage to the neighbouring kingdom where prince Alexander’s parrents ruled.

[MF] Raping the girl next door (rapeplay, raceplay)

I watched outside the sliding glass door of the ski chalet as Karnika stepped into her room. It was cold outside, and I was eager to get inside and warm up. Warm up inside of her: she wore a white bathrobe set off beautifully against her olive skin, tied carelessly at the waist and almost giving anyone spying on her a glimpse of her dusky breasts.

Here I was. I was going to rape her.

Let me back up. It’s not what you think.

The fact is, Karnika and I grew up together. We lived next door to each other from the time we were toddlers till… Well, forever. Our parents still live next door, and are close friends. As kids, we always played together, going over to one another’s houses constantly, having family barbecues weekly, walking to school together and doing homework in each other’s rooms.

As you might imagine, we drifted apart as we got older. There was nothing that really precipitated the drift. Well, there was ONE thing…

[FM] Random act of blowjob fantasy comes true

I am generally a very open and sexual person, I am willing to try most things, even so, the idea of meeting a complete stranger for a random blowjob was giving me a tingling feeling inside. Nervousness? perhaps, I didn’t think it would be since I have done far more adventurous things, but still, this was a unique feeling.

I had may lovely requests and after scanning through a catalogue of lovely cocks chose one which would be my first RAOBJ. It belonged to Mr S, or at least that is what he shall be known as on here, as he does not want me to say his username :P. Mr S is a nice looking man, smart and funny, who came across very well in the messages he sent. From his pictures he had a lovely cock, and I was quite looking forward to making sure it was the same in person.

Mr S was younger than me, only 21, and still very inexperienced. I found this strange considering how good he looked naked but I looked forward to teaching him a few things. So we discussed details online, we would meet a neutral location, chat for a bit, at which point we would go back to his place for a little fun.

Through the Fog, Part 2: Payton is Lost, [t], [fantasy], [anal], [creampie], [reluc]

Disclaimer: This is a purely fictional story. I’m honestly not sure how many parts this will be since I have no idea where it is going. Feedback and input is more than welcome since this is out of my normal realm of writing. What works, what doesn’t, etc.

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I wake up slowly, and my head is throbbing. I slowly open my eyes and am all but blinded by the sun burning overhead. I turn my head and the motion makes me feel sick to my stomach. Slowly, I open my eyes and I look around, moving my head as little as possible. I listen for any familiar sounds.

*Birds. Well, birds are normal. Water. Water is normal since I live near a bay.*

I get on all fours slowly. My hand brushes against the lantern. Grabbing it, I stand up slowly, still feeling off balance. “Last night was not normal.” I test the lantern. Thankfully it still works and didn’t break. I put it in my backpack and look around.