Coerced by my stepdad into having sex…not regretting it (m/f)

This happened just over three years ago when I was a senior in high school.

 

My mom had been dating a rich guy named Steven for six months and we just moved into his house before Christmas when they got engaged. I don't really like him, but my mom LOVES him and he basically took us from a small apartment in a bad area to a huge house in a good neighborhood. He is handsome and has money so I'm happy for her, but he was saying sexual things to me which creeped me out and kinda turned me on at the same time. In front of her, he would call us his "beautiful girls" and make comments about what I was wearing and what about me I got from my mom. He said stuff like "I'm glad she has a boyfriend so there aren't all these strange boys knocking on my door…"

When she wasn't around, Steven complimented me more sexually and one time he hugged me and his hand went down my lower back to my ass. The most obvious sexual thing, and the catalyst for our sexual encounter, was he walked in the kitchen in just his boxer briefs when I was eating breakfast and my mom was in the shower.

Masters Favorite Pet [FF][BDSM]

This a fantasy my friend had when she was in the BDSM scene.

He patted my patted her head and said "Good kitty".

She was his favorite, perfect in every way. There she was, standing as his right, so regal. Perfect round breast, latex accenting every curve of her body. What I wouldn’t give for one session with her.

Binding, yes that’s it, I would begin by binding her. String her up, leaving her long, slender legs dangling. I would raise and lower her body just to hear her moans. Take her perfect round breasts, place them in the vice that is sitting on the table next to me. The cold, hard metal bars, one on top and on the bottom. I would start twisting the bolts and bring the bars closer and closer together. Her tits turning purple, nipples so erect. I know just what to add next; nipple clamps. I attach one, she moans. I attach the other, she flings her head back and screams. I tighten the bolts one last time.

Got fucked for the first [T]ime over the holidays. He’s [M]arried, and it was his first time with a T. [Part I]

So in the past I've done a lot of playing with toys and chatting and flirting with men online, but never had quite built up the courage to take the dive into a real life experience. I had a lot of alone time over the holidays and kept thinking about what it would be like to be with a man–really be with a man. If I wasn't toying my ass, I was wearing a butt plug, and I was always thinking about cock, about finally being fucked. A few weeks ago, I finally reached the point where I couldn't take it anymore, and knew I just had to go through with it.

I got all dolled up, and posted an ad on Craigslist along with a few pictures. I showed off my smooth, slender body, my silky, toned legs, and my round, milky-white, girly butt. In my ad, I basically said I was looking for my first experience with the right kind of guy. That I wanted someone who knew what they wanted and would treat me like a girl.

Cancelled flight leads to a night of MFM fun and 1st DVP – with images

The best encounters are those that are not planned when you think nothing is going to happen. This encounter was one of those situations.

We had been traveling on business in South Florida and caught a flight out of Miami late one evening. It had been a whirlwind trip that had a very hectic and busy schedule that gave us no time for rest or to take any time out of looking at properties and talking to investors. The weather in Miami was perfect when we left but as soon as our flight got into the air we hit turbulence from a strong line of thunderstorms over the central and northern Florida area that extended all the way up the east coast. We had a layover in Orlando and once on the ground our next flight was cancelled.

I got a fat guy’s chubby girlfriend to cheat with me [M/F]

I’m pretty fucked up, I enjoy doing stuff with girls that have boyfriends. I don’t want their boyfriend to be hurt though, so I don’t flaunt that I did it, or let him find out. I just get off by putting myself in his shoes when I’m with his girl, thinking about how I’d feel if I was him. It’s basically a way to fulfill my third person cuckold fetish.

I’m a fairly average guy, not fat and not skinny. I am in my late 20s, about 5”9, white, with a 6 inch dick, and almost 6 inches in circumference. I wouldn’t say I’m universally attractive by any means, but I’m attractive enough by being fit that I’m able to easily get about 80% of chubby girls, which I just so happen to be into. It’s even easier for me to get chubby girls with chubby boyfriends, because they have low self-esteem and think the guy they’re with is the best they can get. I have had a few experiences which I might post about later, but the hottest and most detailed was Katie.

My (F)irst Craigslist Experience 20F

We chatted for nearly a week every night, he was my soul crusher and degrading and made promises which he kept!

I met him at a cafe and wore all red like he asked. He looked a lot nicer than what I thought he would look from the way he spoke to me and the few photos he sent me. I didn't tell him that I nearly bailed and spent an hour on my couch already to go but with tears in my eyes but nearing the time I really just changed my mind as if I dug deep for some willpower that I didn't realize I was there and I just kept looking at my steps thinking how I am actually going through with this.

I was wearing a red knit beanie and long red pea coat to hide from the cold my outfit that we decided on. I had a white tank top and red denim short shorts with long knit white and black over the knee socks. He had me join him in the booth next to him and surprised and really set the mood for what the rest of the night would be by how quickly his hands found bare skin. He felt me up during the first few seconds of meeting me and I just held his upper arm for support at first but laid my head on it as I watched his hands grope my thighs and listened to the things he said about me.

I have a secret but now my husband knows(m/f)

My husband and I live in the city and own a beautiful 1920s bungalow. We only have street parking and sometimes have to walk a block if we can't find parking in front. I texted my husband that I would be home from work in 10 minutes. I knew he was home, but got no answer. I couldn't find close parking so I parked on a side street and cut though our alley to go in the back way. The sun had just set and it was dark.

 

When I turned down the alley, I saw a man coming toward me from the opposite direction. I got out my phone to act like I was going to make a phone call and when I looked up again, the man was gone. I thought he ducked down a walkway to another home. When I almost got to our house, the man grabbed me from behind and covered his hand over my mouth as I tried to scream and put his other arm around me. I heard him say "Shut up" and "I have a knife" and something else I couldn't understand. My heart was pounding as he forced me in the small space between our neighbors garage, our backyard shed, and our fence. Our garbage cans were near this space and I was now almost out of sight from anyone I hoped would be driving or walking down the alley.

Xeroxing my Zeppelins [MF, Exh, Titty-fucking]

“How’s the studying going, Sasha?” Matthew whispered across the table.

“As good as can be expected,” I sighed, leafing through the massive textbook before me, smaller textbooks arrayed around it like moons. “I’m just looking forward to midterms being over so I can get back to a healthy sleep cycle.”

“Don’t worry. After next week things will be back to normal. It can’t be any worse than your philosophy class last semester, right?”

“Yeah, that’s true, at least, but that’s a pretty low bar. I just wish Professor Kaminski explained things a little better…”

“No, no, it’s like he always says: “Theese iz very seemple!” Isn’t Jessie taking that class with you? Maybe meet up with her later to go over some stuff.”

“Maybe I will…”

“Oh yeah, there’s a taiko concert next weekend. Wanna check it out with me? Saturday at seven. We can grab sushi beforehand, too. Make a night of it.”

I smiled. “Yeah, sure, that sounds fun. I’ll need something like that after these exams.” I looked up at the clock. “Damnit, I need to go to class in half an hour… Ugh, why do course reserves have such ridiculous late fees? Maybe I should just hold onto it overnight and pay the fine.”

Discovering My Girlfriend’s Car Exhaust Fetish [A love story about a real fetish, danger and loss of control and, ultimately, a young couple’s love for one another triumphing over it all]

We haven't been together long. We met just this summer at a grocery store. Both of us are young professionals (I am 21, she is 20) trying to get on our own two feet so we thought after a year of hard work we should just stay home for New Year's eve and have some fun, just the two of us.

I had promised her some rum and coke (she'll be 21 next year, I just turned 21) but had forgotten so we decided to go out on a liquor run together. It was very cold last night and she told me she'd start the car and get it warmed up before we leave which was fine by me. At this point I had no clue about what was going to go down within that next half hour.

After a while I figured she was probably just waiting for me and I was correct but something wasn't right. As I opened the door to the garage I was hit by the smell of exhaust fumes from our '91 Camry and as usual she neglected to pull it out of the garage before starting it. (I would very soon learn exactly why and I would learn so much more than I even wanted to and in a very direct way I would learn) The garage door was open of course but it always starts to get a little fumey in there anyway after she starts the engine and she had probably had it running a few minutes by now.

Wife’s cop fantasy role play ended up turning with her being cuffed and dominated [MF]

(Backstory) My wife loves to dress up and roleplay different characters and themes, her favourite scenarios as ones where she is in power and control taking what she wants like a naughty school girl blackmailing a teacher or slutty cheerleader bribing a nerd to complete her projects for her.

(Actual story) The latest of her scenarios she had planned was the controlling female cop capturing a burglar and punishing him, she had picked up a little lycra cop outfit comprised of small black hot pants with police printed across the butt, midriff showing some up the breast matching crop top with emblems on each shoulder, tin officer badge and name tag pinned on the right breast. Black LAPD style police cap, and knee length boots. She had grabbed an already in our collection gun belt with hip holster, flashlight ring for my long mag light and various pouches and slung it around her waist to top the costume off.