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Succubus [M/f, BDSM, Bangbang, Fantasy]

The whole day has been a drag. You would think Hell would be non-stop Funtime depravity but today…it just feels off.

You woke up, had your male servants wash your seductive figure. Enticing them with each curve of your body. Observing the dozens of erections that surrounded you while you were objectified. Making them carefully caress your full breasts with soap and cloth. Washing your luxurious red hair with scented lavender. Ensuring sensitive and delicate caresses of your full ample bottom. Teasing them with the occasional breathy sigh. Opening your legs almost enough to see their only glimpse of heaven here in Hell. Letting your amazing legs and thighs brush trembling cocks ever so slightly while your flawless alabaster skin is cloth dried and moisturized. Your tongue even “accidentally” lashed one especially healthy length of manhood to taste his uncontrolled flow of precum. He was promptly punished by being sent away to watch from a distance.

While being dressed in your blue satin top and bottom your hands “accidentally” brush up against men in their most sensitive areas. Forcing deep groans of lust and shudders along their turgid manhood. You even made them polish your four inch horns. You sat lounged as raging hardons bounced up and down on front of your face and around your head as they delicately and lovingly worked. Read more »

The Ritual [MF] [Fantasy]

"North South East West/ Upon the powers I call/ This line I draw upon my breast/ This circle I draw on the wall/ I call upon to manifest/ The power deep down within/ I call upon to manifest/ A portal to another dimension/ Here I wait patiently/ to see a match between/ here I wait for to come to me/ what I see in my dreams/"

The feminine voice softly speaks the words of the poem with the same soft gentle quality that the candle light caresses the walls of the room. The walls of the room are covered with drawings that look like they were drawn with charcoal. A touch of color here and there help to break up the gray drawings of people, places, odd symbols and what looks like creatures of some sort of benevolent nature. Although here and there are the eyes of creatures that do not look to be graceful. Read more »

Our first MMF threesome.

So a couple of weeks ago me and her decided to finally post on reddit looking for a third to join us in the bedroom. We both wanted to try it with another guy first, even though the prospect of another female turns us on greatly we thought a guy would be the hottest way to start.

Here's a bit of background – We posted over on GBR4R and got plenty of messages but only a few guys who actually stood out, once we started messaging back it was obvious that Adam was the right choice for us, we arranged for him to come around on the Friday evening at 7PM.

Throughout the day both of our nerves had been building and my cock had been throbbing at the prospect of another man fucking her in front of me and us both fucking her at the same time.

He got here a bit late but me and her had been playing beforehand just to get her nice and wet for him, we spent a couple of minutes chatting in the front room and went straight upstairs to her bed. Read more »

listening to (m)y friend’s parents (MC)

I wrote this up as if it was a /r/gonewildstories post. It is fiction, but has been a fantasy of mine since the times I describe.

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This happened when I was a teenager. I believe it was my first year of highschool. My friend Sean and I been trying to make it through Mario 3. We took the bus after school back to his house, but when we got there, Sean realized he had forgotten something he had to get his parents to sign (for a club he was in or something). It needed to get done for tomorrow, so he decided to take his bike back to school while I got us past the first few easy worlds. I had my backpack with me, so I took out my walkman and started listening to some music while I played (Pearl Jam’s album Ten, I believe). Sean had just left when I heard the garage door go up. “Hummm… His parents are home,” I thought to myself. No worries, they knew me well, and I didn’t feel the need to yell down that I was there. Us sitting around playing Nintendo was not an uncommon occurrence. Sean’s room was upstairs, and I had the door open. From where he had set up his TV, you could only see if anyone was playing video games by sticking your head completely inside and around the door. So, I hadn’t set out to be a voyeur, I was just hoping to get to at least World 4 before Sean got back. Read more »

Hosting our first sex party

The fire has cooled some since Saturday, when we were still in the throes of the feelings unleashed by hosting our first sex party. A sex party can be such a powerful experience that the emotions, feelings, and sensations it generates do not subside immediately, but rather they maintain their heat, like the byproducts of a nuclear reactor. The aftereffects of seeing a dozen people having sex, writing in pleasure, touching each other, and experiencing an ecstasy that cannot be generated any other way save perhaps drugs, religious mania, or, more rarely, that pleasure that one gets when writing pours forth as a result of realization (as is happening now, as I write this).

That party happened almost by accident: we met a woman through a friend we met on Tinder. That friend is deeply into the BDSM and kink scene: he has an organizer's energy and a macher's drive to connect disparate people: sometime we'll write about the time we met him and some of his friends for drinks, only to find that, while we chatted about work or novels, a gorgeous Greek girl with huge tits got tied up and fucked; we eventually did help hold her town while another girl forced to orgasm via a Hitachi Magic Wand. Our narrative, though, is becoming wayward: that woman we met a few weeks ago got divorced not long ago, and as she put she feels like she's "20 again." We can't be entirely sure what that means, as in key metrics we're considerably more sexually active now than we were at that age, but we can say that she's gorgeous, sexually voracious, and totally unapologetic. Read more »

Teacher’s pet [m+f](long!)

I call him Simon when he plays “Professor” with me. (!! is where the fantasy takes place, happy reading)

It had been a few years since we met, and I finally worked up some nerve to answer him late one night when he asked if I ever fantasized about him. Of course I had, he was beautiful. We grew up together in a disjointed kind of way and I watched the skinny boy turn into the stout man before me. Bronzed skin, full lips, just a few freckles over his nose to compliment those beautiful blue-green eyes. He had started to wear his hair in dreads and I have to admit I was enamored by him. Having just secured a Teacher’s Assistant position at the University, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking of him.

“Yeah,” I answered. “Yeah, I do fantasize about you. It’s pretty mundane, a fantasy that many women have I’m sure.” He quirked an eyebrow up and started to smirk, “Oh? Please, do tell.” Was that a blush I saw sliding up to his cheeks? Simon never blushes unless I call him gorgeous, which he is, and so I do often. I cleared my throat and tried to keep my own blushing in check. I could feel heat rushing up into my face and down to my collarbone as I realized there would be no avoiding this now. Read more »

An Adventure

We had talked about this for months…he wanted me to do it…but me, with all my BDSM experience, was nervous…yet excited about doing this. But…we had a long date. A night to do anything we wanted and he wanted to go to Secrets, an adult bookstore showing filthy nasty yummy movies and also a bunch of peep show (is that what you call them?) booths. The plan was to go to the movies…

So I dressed…nothing fancy, just an easily lifted, flimsy skirt and an equally easy to lift top and sandals. I could have dressed like this to go to the dog park or out for coffee. Oh yeah…and of course no panties or bra, but other than at work I barely wear those anyway.

We arrived and I was so nervous!!! I thought of asking to leave but I knew he really wanted this (and so did I mostly) and so we walked in. He led me down the aisle to the front where we had extra room to maneuver and we sat and watched the movie for a few. Read more »