Her Request — Femdom story ahoy!

Her request seemed pretty ridiculous at first, but I went through with it.

I’m 6’2” tall, 200 pounds, and my tiny girlfriend Maya comes up to about my chest. She’s Filipino, sort of shy and reserved. We been dating for 6 months or so, and our sex life was definitely good.

She loved getting down on her knees and giving me head, and I loved shooting my cum all over her face and down her throat… but we always did what I wanted, until the night I asked if there was anything she wanted to do sexually that we hadn’t tried. You know, like a fantasy…

"So, What is it you want to try?" I asked finally.

She shook her head, too embarrassed to tell me.

"Well, if you ever change your mind, I just want you to know I’ll do it. Whatever it is, I’ll do it."

I forgot about the conversation all together until I got an email at work a few weeks later.

"Eric," It read. "You will come to my apartment at 6PM tonight to fulfill my fantasy. The door will be unlocked. Enter the bathroom and await further instructions." Weird, definitely. But, hey, I told her I’d do anything, and I was going to go through with it.

The Lesson – (ffm) (oral, mast, swing) – Hannah gets her first lesson in sex.

“He’s not even gonna want to talk to me,” I whined to Callie as she pulled up to the house. Dozens of cars filled the mansion’s driveway, and the booming music could be heard all the way down the block.

“Not with that attitude he won’t,” She responded without missing a beat. Callie was always giving me advice about my attitude. It irked me more than I let her see. Mostly because I knew she was right.

“Fine, he’s gonna be stunned by my dazzling good looks and fascinating conversation and realize he loves me and – “

“Oh, shut up,” she cut me off. “Just try to have fun, Okay?”

“Fine.” I was surprised how easy I was to sway this time. Something about tonight just felt right. With the end of High School approaching, I was starting to feel like it didn’t matter how I behaved, so why not be the boldest version of myself that I could be?

GRO – The Miracle Cream [Str8, m/f, inc b/s, oral] Part 1 of many.

“Bobby do you want…WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”

Jeni had entered her little brother’s room to ask him about dinner, but had instead found in naked from the waist down doing…something!

Now Bobby was scrambling to cover his privates with his bedspread—easily accomplished since, at 13, he didn’t have much to cover.

“GET OUT!” he was shouting.

“Bobby, were you masturbating?” Jeni asked mockingly, quickly finding amusement in the shameful situation.

“No…” Bobby said. He looked bashful, but something in his voice told her it was the truth.

“Then what?” Jeni put her hands on her hips and thrust out her chin as she asked, hoping to strike a pose of authority. At 16, she was certainly older than Bobby. But at 5’2” and barely 85-pounds, she was not the least bit bigger. If Bobby decided to make her get out, there would be nothing she could do to stop him.

However, Bobby didn’t seem to be in a position to put up much of a fight. His eyes involuntarily flicked to the bed. Following his gaze, Jeni saw what appeared to be a tube of toothpaste.

A Teenager runs into his Friends Mother…On a nude beach. [Fdom][msub]

My submission for this DirtyWritingPrompt

(I didn't want to continually post a long thread, so here the story is in whole.)


My name is Michael. And this is how I lost my virginity. It started a long time ago, I was just a kid…No, I didn’t lose my virginity as a child. But this is where my mindset began; a mindset that I rarely discuss in public because society would label me a “pervert.”

It was the late 90s. My family wasn’t the wealthiest, but hey, it’s not like I noticed when I was living at the time. We managed to put food on the table, we managed a living, and money was the least of my worries.

We didn’t have the luxury of having everything we wanted though. For instance, our cable television wasn’t being paid for. I was only a child, but from what I remember the box we pointed the remote at was called a “scrambler.” We had over one-hundred channels, and there is one channel that always sticks out in my mind.

Channel seventy-eight.

Innocence and Submission [MF, Mdom, Fsub]

We met on a Wednesday, you had just started at the IT firm I worked at. I shook your hand, sure that I looked for all the world like deer caught in the headlights; mesmerized at your beauty. "Have a nice day," you said, as you were ushered to the next employee. Nice indeed! Just before you left the room, I saw you look at me and smile. Was I mistaken, or was that a naughty smile? Wishful thinking, surely.

I watched you over the course of the next few weeks and I became more and more certain that you were doing the same; sneaking a peek when you thought I wasn't looking. What I was even more certain of, was that your outfits were growing more, provocative. Even daring.

It became my goal, each morning, to catch the first glimpse of you, through my office window, before anyone else. I would peel away the blinds, like a lovesick boy opening a present. You liked me looking and took pleasure it exposing yourself to me, even if it was just the smallest part of what I truly wanted to see; all of it. That's what I wanted to believe, at least.

Wild Threesome By the Pool [MFM][Cuckold]

I love the smell of sunscreen. It reminds me of going away on vacation, of being hundreds of miles away from the responsibilities of your personal and professional life. Of course, I had to remind myself as I applied the sunscreen to my legs on that August afternoon, this wasn't a vacation. We were merely going across the street to hang out at our neighbors' pool for the afternoon. Well, we weren't really hanging out the neighbors.

We had moved onto our street the month before, and at 31 years old we were by far the youngest couple on the block. Our neighbors across the street were a nice couple in their mid-to-late 50s with grown children. When we moved in and met them, my husband Mark mentioned that he was looking to re-finish the deck on our front porch. Our neighbor Phil suggested that his recent college graduate son could come by and do it for us for cheap. He was moving down to New York in September to start his first real job, but in the meantime he was looking for anything that would get him a couple bucks during his last few weeks home.

MM (My First…)

I have been surfing the net , looking for a site where I can find a discreet nice handsome guy to fullfill some fantasy that keep popping into my head for a long long time. It so hard to find a honest guy when you are of different race, married and in you 40's looking for great handsome white Guy. I am of Shri Lankan origin, dark but average all round.

Lucky me on that day , I found my fantasy man. He invited me to his place. I am all excited and very curious on what my mystery man has up his sleeves.

Reaching his home my heart pounding as I press the door bell. To my surprise, I think my heart leap into my trout preventing me from answering his hello. He introduced himself as GP , a tall 6'1" well shaped handsome guy with a out-of-the-world smile that melted you..

With out stretch hands he took mine smiling and closed the door behind us. By this time I can feel my heart wanted to escape my body.. It is pounding away in its own rhythm.

Lights in the Harbor (part 1) [MF] [str8] [strangers] [exh?]

As tired as I am from my long flight, I feel so keyed up I won't be able to sleep right now if I tried. To get my mind off tomorrow's long schedule of meetings, I drop my bags in my hotel room and stop in to the bar across the street. It's a Sunday night in the financial district, so while this place might be hopping with investment bankers at Friday happy hour, right now the atmosphere is quiet and relaxed. It's perfect to unwind with a beer and the crossword puzzle I started on the plane.

I'm stuck on one of the long clues. I could work on the intersecting words, but I can feel the correct phrase dancing just out of reach. I stare off in front of me, sipping at my beer, thinking through the riddle. Suddenly I realize there's a man in my direct line of sight a few tables away. Not wanting to appear to stare, I quickly dart my eyes away but he seems so enthralled in his trade magazine I let my attention return to him. He's the archetype of tall, dark, and handsome and obviously traveling for business himself. The dress shirt, unbuttoned at the collar and rolled up at the sleeves, gives him a slightly disheveled look that contrasts with neatness of his clean-shaven jaw. As he reads his article I fantasize about tearing through the remaining buttons on his shirt.

Emmy’s games (Part 2) [Msub, Fdom, anal, exh, huml, swing, voy]

This is a continuation on from the 'A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties' and the second part to 'Emmy's games'.

Previous series here: A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties

A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties part 2

A Surprise Ass-Fucking in Panties part 3

Emmy's games Part 1


“Well? Did Suzie help you fill the condom some more?” says the text from Emmy.

I had just pulled my trousers back on after being jerked off by Suzie into a condom, which I had filled for the second time today whilst wearing panties Emmy had instructed me to wear. The stockings Suzie helped me put on feel amazing underneath my jeans. I can feel their tight grip on my thighs and the fabric rub against the inside of my trousers when I move which is a constant reminder of their sexyness.

“Yes, fucking hell, Suzie is hot! And this condom is already filling up!” I text back to Emmy.

Bellman makes threesome fantasy come true! MFM

It's January, my husband and I have been anticipating our much over due trip to Las Vegas. Normally we go 3 times a year but the last year work and kids have really been to busy to leave. We finally land and the limo takes us on our short ride to the Hotel. We have been talking dirty to each other the entire flight and we are needing to get out some toys and kick off some clothes. We are one hour to early to check in and now leaving our bags with the bell desk and headed for a drink. Before we get to the bar my husbands hone rings and they have a room early. "Yes we want it" score, upgrade to a suite! We get the key (card) and off to the room. They will send the bags in about an hour because of all the check ins. Off we go to release!