Pet [Mdom[fsub][roleplay][oral]

“Lori, number 3.” The voice comes over the little speaker and a grin traces its way across my lips. I am Lori and my owner is behind door number 3.

I am sitting at the little makeup desk in my office. I pick up the black leather collar and buckle it around my neck. I love the way it feels, just snug enough that if my owner tugs, it bites a bit. I like that. Pain is a good reminder, a good teacher.

Are you going to watch me? Here, sit here in my dressing room and watch the television. See, you can see my master there. He can wait a few moments, it only makes it better.

What? Wow, you don’t have to be so judgmental. You have no idea who I am or what happens here. I mean, let’s not forget, a few seconds ago, you said you were a little intimidated by…all of this.

Here, let’s see if I can’t put some things in perspective, help you to understand what you are about to watch or witness or whatever you want to call it.

Professor Fantasy Turned Reality (M/F) pt 2

So just to clear things up from my last post (found here http://redd.it/32c6dp): I won't be revealing what school I went to, because reasons.

Since our first encounter was on Friday, I wouldn't see the Professor again until Monday in class. It was pretty normal for me to get to this class just under the wire, since it was my last class of the day and kind of far from the class before it. I was thankful that Professor Adams was talking with another student when I entered and took my normal seat in the middle of the 2nd row. I'm normally not so nervous about seeing a person I share a sexual encounter with, however this time was different. This was my professor, advisor and mentor.

Class began as usual, and I felt kind of dumb for worrying. He probably wanted to pretend it never happened. After class was over and I went to leave, I heard from behind me

"Meredith, can you stop by my office tonight to discuss the paper you gave me?" I turned around to look at Professor Adams, and couldn't read his expression.

Riptide [m/f]

Hey Y’all,

As many of you know I work for my father-in-law at one of the self-storage businesses he owns throughout Asheville. I won’t say which but I do wonder how many people come into storage locations through-out Western NC asking if Jen Dvorak works here in hopes they hear why yes she does. Then I come bounding out nude and suck their cock on the spot. Doesn’t that happen all the time? :)

Anyhow this past week I had something happen that I wasn’t expecting. While walking the premises doing my last check of the property for the night I heard some music at a very low level coming from one of the storage units. I could clearly hear someone playing a Ukulele along to the Vance Joy song Riptide. I know the song well as it’s one of my favorite right now. I thought to myself someone was in there and that’s fine as long as they aren’t living there. I didn’t want to disturb them but I was also curious who it was behind those metal sliding doors strumming along on their Ukulele. I couldn’t remember who rented that unit so it peeked my interest.

Professor Fantasy Turned Reality (M/F)

I've always had a fantasy about my professor. Maybe because he's older, maybe because of his intellect or the fact that you can tell he doesn't fuck his wife anymore. Whatever the reason, Professor Derek Adams was sexy. As luck would have it, when I declared my major as Communication Studies, Professor Adams was assigned as my advisor. I began visiting his office for advice on classes at first, and then help on coursework. As we became closer, Professor Adams began telling me things he wouldn't ordinarily tell a student. He suspected that his wife was sleeping with someone else, and they hadn't actually touched each other in a year.

One evening, I decided that I would have to make the first move. It was springtime and I had been out at happy hour with some friends so I was a bit tipsy. I said I was going to head home, however I decided to take a cab to campus where I knew Professor Adams was working late. I was wearing a sundress with wedge heels, and since the warmer weather allowed for more time to be spent outside I was already glowing with the start of my summer tan. I lightly knocked on his office door before opening it, and it was obvious that he was surprised to see me.

[M24/F22] Nighttime beach fuck with a total stranger (VERY DETAILED)

I'm going to preface this by saying that I don't want to forget this night because it was, quite frankly, one of the best nights of my life. I was originally just going to write this in a txt file and encrypt it on my HDD, but I figured that I may as well share.

That being said, it's going to sound like bullshit no matter what I say, so if you'd like to believe that it's made up, then that's fine. I hope that you enjoy it anyway. I fancy myself a decent enough writer, so that's the reason for all of the detail. However, just like everyone else, I promise that this is 100% true, and I made this account a couple of days ago to post it but I wasn't sure if I should (privacy and whatnot). Names are changed, but that's about it.

To get it out of the way, I'm 24, 180cm-ish, around 90kg, shortish dark brown hair, with a pretty average build (I do a lot of jogging/running and my job is physical, but I don't have well defined muscles or anything). I was wearing jeans, a black jumper (I think that's a sweater to some of you? Nfi, cbf Googling it), and a pair of thongs (flip-flops to you weirdos).

Jake’s Magic Remote, Part X – Underachievement

Jake sat in his back yard with Saul, enjoying a Wednesday evening drink. Their wives were inside, preparing a meal and having “girl time.” Petra, under protest, was participating also. Jake felt like protesting too; he didn’t like having his daughter anywhere but by his side, and liked even less making her unhappy. But then, you can’t always have what you want.
Well, you can. If you can stop time, you can surprise your gorgeous daughter with a quickie anytime. That knowledge alone comforted them both enough to put up with normal people.
“So anyway,” Saul said, “Ever since the barbeque she seems really into it. Like, can’t get enough. Which is great for the goal and all but I’m exhausted.”
Jake chuckled. “I wish all men had your problems, Saul.”
“Yeah I know,” Saul replied, sipping his drink. “Still, there’s a limit. About half the time she just… takes care of the situation herself.”
Jake raised his eyebrows. “Wow. That’s really progressive of you. Some guys would have a problem with that.”
“Well, you know. Happy wife, happy life.”

(F)inding out that (m)y ex and I have developed the same fantasy

So about a month ago I found out that a girl named Alex who I had dated in high school (and hadn't really spoken to since) had transferred to my college. I decided that what was in the past would be forgotten and texted her to see if she was up to hang out at some point. She replied really quickly and enthusiastically so I figured immediately that she was interested in reconnecting. I invited her to a party that weekend and waited impatiently to see her again.

[MF][bd][fdom] When she came to bed

Laying on the bed, propped up reading something deep and meaningful, the latest issue of Popular Mechanics, I hear the water in the shower shut off. My Pavlovian response is to begin salivating and develop a throbbing erection in anticipation of what is to come. You came home from the gym, tired and sweaty, but with a certain bounce in your step that hinted at possibility. I like possibility.

There is the rustling of a towel against your wet body. Damn, mirror too foggy to see anything from here. Relying on my admittedly overactive imagination, I see you gliding the towel across your chest, back, ass, and… those legs. When you put your foot on the counter, point your toes and slide that towel down them. That just does something to the animal part of my brain.

You wrap the towel around yourself and walk into the bedroom. You don't make eye contact, but start rubbing lotion on your arms, shoulders and legs. Walking over, you sit on the edge of the bed and lower the towel from your back, while still covering your breasts.

[Str8, MF, voy, nc, reluc, inc, mast, timestop, oral] Jake’s Magic Remote, Part V – Cruel Temptations

Let's keep it rolling! Part V is a light interlude, but it sets some things up. As always, feedback is welcome! I've been working on part XI today, it's pretty fun.

Sarah showed up while Petra was cleaning up, so Jake decided to let things rest for a bit; he’d had his fun, and he was more than a little worried in hindsight about how readily he’d molested his daughter just because she was wearing tiny shorts and he was uncomfortably horny.
Then again, he thought to himself, she was sort of asking for it. It was obvious that Petra had a mild exhibitionism or voyeurism fetish developing, and all he’d really done was fulfil her own fantasy for her, so why should he feel bad?
Petra changed into pajama pants and the three watched the rest of the movie together. Once again, Jake got to enjoy having his favorite two females on either side of him. As evenings go, it was pretty nice, and he’d soon put his daughter’s rampant sexuality out of his mind.

A lot of fun with one of you!… [FFM]

Hi Again lovely people of GW Stories!

We have had an amazing first couple of days sharing some stories with you! We have received really great messages and feedback, which in turn has made us want to continue to write and share things with you more. Today's story is based off an amazing experience we had yesterday and last night thanks to one of you! On top of that, this sexy lady-redditor wanted us to write about the experience, of course not giving her name or reddit handle. But if you're reading this (which we are sure you are), you know who you are ;-)

Yesterday we received a message from a lovely redditor in response to our first threesome post. She talked to us about her own desires to participate in a threesome, preferably with a couple, but like us, had not had the nerve to work up to facilitating one ever. Now while my husband, Andy had been writing the posts, I really took interest in this woman, as I saw a lot of similarities to myself in her. So she and I began chatting during the afternoon, about the experience once again, and what I candidly thought about everything, and what my desires were from a woman's standpoint. It was quite a sexy conversation and was such a turn on. I couldn't help but touch myself while chatting with her about the experience and both of our desires.