Tag: Fantasy

Shared my wife and may not get her back [MF]

A little background. My wife and I have been married for a little over 9 years. Our sex life has always been great and we decided we were in a good place to spread our proverbial wings a bit. I’m bi, as is she so we aren’t shy about sex. After talking about it we decided finding someone for her would be the route we would enjoy the most. I’ve always thought seeing her with another man would be fun. We discussed a lot of options, from a stranger at the bar to finding someone and becoming friends first. After our discussions finding a nice black man would be fun and is a fantasy that suited both of our needs.

For anyone that has every tried finding a good match in this arena, you already know how difficult it is. Chemistry is important, as well as safety. After six months of looking we found someone that we thought would work out well. The plan was for me to meet him first, discuss the rules and ensure I was comfortable. Then we would bring her in to the conversation to see how it worked for her. This is usually where it failed. On this encounter it finally worked out. Read more »

[M] Braless Fridays

It was Jennifer’s first job in six months since she was laid off due to a failing tech based upstart company she had been with for over three years. Jen was a lifelong receptionist , exec assistant, secretary or any other name you can think of for the position. She was in her late forties her kids had just moved out and she was excited about her new purchasing position for a production company. The job seemed perfect competitive pay great benefits, weekly benefits and she would be working with two other girls to teach her the ins and outs of her new position.

Jennifer is 5’2″ long dirty blonde hair tanning salon olive skin, slightly on the chubby side but it was well proportioned round butt and pudgy tummy. Well except for her chest most of her extra weight resided here in her glorious 44 J cup breasts.

” Hey guys how’s it going?” Said Jen to Lisa the purchasing manager as she walked into the office space the three of them shared. The third being Maria another purchasing agent.

“Going great glad it’s Friday!!” Said Lisa in reply. Read more »

[F] Being drugged by my boyfriend [M]

I’d like to apologize in advance because I don’t have a perfect memory of everything that happened, I was really high and falling asleep at times. I also just want to say that everything was consensual (and we are both 19) and that this has been a fantasy of both of ours that we have really wanted to try out and finally got to :) Also this is my first post here. I’m not experienced in writing sex stories but I keep thinking about this and I wanted to share it!

This happened Wednesday night. The night started out with a date. We made dinner together and then went out to a movie. There was very subtle teasing during the movie. Some making out, and a little thigh rubbing on both ends. Neither of us cared about the date or the movie, we just wanted to go home and get started. Read more »

Sex in the Sunroom – Penny and I #4 (MF, semi public)

Penny didn’t have a lot of sexual fantasies, but one that she did have was to have sex in our sunroom. From what I could tell, it was really the tip of a larger fantasy – she wanted to have sex outside. She told me that the sunroom would be good, because it was still sorta outside and not liable to get us caught or seen. This was clearly something that we would have to explore further and push boundaries a bit, but for now, I was going to get ready for tonight. A sunroom is obviously, all windows, and while it jutted out into our backyard, and the backyard was fairly well enclosed, it wasn’t perfect. Off the back, the widest section, we were good, trees and bushes did the job well. It was the sides that was the issue. Fortunately, for one side, I merely pulled the swing that we had to that side of the deck and line of sight was blocked fairly nicely. The other side was a bit more tricky. While there was absolutely minimal sight lines, I didn’t exactly want to add in any awkwardness between us and our neighbours on the off-chance that they looked over in the exact place that they would have to. Now I could just stack a bunch of stuff on top of each other, but that would be a mite suspicious. So looking around the backyard, I decided to pull the bbq up to the door, it was pretty tall, and it just looked like we had been bbq’ing while it had been raining. It wasn’t perfect, but I’m sure it would do. That being done, I brought the air mattress into the sunroom, pumped it up and covered it with a sheet. Now to wait for the sun to go down. Read more »

Help Me Lose My Mind (The White Velvet Remix) [M/F] [Spanking] [Romantic]

I met him at a house party on a random Saturday night two weeks ago.

Being invited by a good friend of mine, my plan was to go hang out with friends, have a couple of drinks, and maybe hook up with a random stranger for some much needed stress relief ahead of my exams.  And for the first hour or so, that’s exactly what happened. But…then I met him.

What started off as nice conversation under a gorgeous night sky with friends and a perfectly made gin and tonic, turned into an intense staring contest, then quickly escalated to a battle for control.  Twenty questions style. While I’d like to think I at least put up a good fight, in the end, I couldn’t resist the proverbial red string pulling both of us together.

We then proceeded to spend the next twelve or so hours together, experiencing a total sexual high I was certain I’d never experience again.  The next day, he kindly drove me home after a long leisurely Sunday morning of “getting to know each other” underneath an incredibly cozy, grey and white striped duvet.  The relatively long ride was spent chatting about any topic that came to mind, then made promises to call each other over intimate kisses and hungry bites to the lips. Read more »

Help Me Lose My Mind (The White Velvet Remix) [M/F] [Spanking] [Romantic]

I met him at a house party on a random Saturday night two weeks ago.

Being invited by a good friend of mine, my plan was to go hang out with friends, have a couple of drinks, and maybe hook up with a random stranger for some much needed stress relief ahead of my exams.  And for the first hour or so, that’s exactly what happened. But…then I met him.

What started off as nice conversation under a gorgeous night sky with friends and a perfectly made gin and tonic, turned into an intense staring contest, then quickly escalated to a battle for control.  Twenty questions style. While I’d like to think I at least put up a good fight, in the end, I couldn’t resist the proverbial red string pulling both of us together.

We then proceeded to spend the next twelve or so hours together, experiencing a total sexual high I was certain I’d never experience again.  The next day, he kindly drove me home after a long leisurely Sunday morning of “getting to know each other” underneath an incredibly cozy, grey and white striped duvet.  The relatively long ride was spent chatting about any topic that came to mind, then made promises to call each other over intimate kisses and hungry bites to the lips. Read more »

Why do people like bondage and pain?

**Why do people like bondage and pain?** The chat window opens. Here I am. Inexperienced. Insecure. Curious. Curious about the men. How will they react to a woman who wants more? Will they respect me? Am I a pure object of desire? Are my ideas of bondage absurd? And above all, how will I react?
I am a woman in her mid-twenties, wants more than ordinary sex, cuddling and tender kisses. And again these questions: Am I perverted because I want to be tied up? Because I long for a sweet pleasure pain? Because I no longer want to have relationships that are lost in the routine of everyday life? I’m not a sexy vamp. Just a girl next door. Maybe too simple for the men I’ll meet here? Now I am online. In search of this “more” that I can not even define. Do I want a SM relationship? Or maybe just live me out? May I as a woman say that I want to be tied up? Is it wrong to have the desire to get spanked? May I have bondage and latex fantasies? And while I still think about all this, I’m already written to it. For a brief moment it’s as if my heart stops.
I open the message of the unknown: “You open your eyes and look into the darkness. You feel the chains that fix your body. The mask that covers your face. The clamps in your nipples that make your body throb. Gently sweeps the leather over your skin. Your breath gets faster. Tension seems to tear you. ” Goose bumps. A feeling of pleasure overcomes me. Get caught and excited at once. The adrenaline shoots through my body. For a moment the air is gone. This stranger talks to me from the bottom of my soul. Awakens my desire with his words to life – I want that!
I’m ready. Ready to give me up. To drop. To entrust my longings to this stranger. Entrusting myself to him and delivering myself to him. Feel how bondage captivates my soul and my body. I am full of expectation. Full of desire for the sweet pain. To feel the leather grains on my skin. Tender kisses that cover my body and hard blows that make him shake. The foreign bondage lover lets me immerse myself in a world full of desire, passion and to my astonishment – trust. I get an insight into the world of bondage. An insight that has so little to do with “Fifty Shades of Gray”. My initial curiosity is inspired and seduced. I want to experience this “more”. The men who meet me are different, different from what I thought. Charming. Funny. Witty. Perverse? I don´t know. Not more than me. Is it perverted to admit his inclinations? To live out his inclinations? Not hiding behind social norms? We live out our desire. We are crossing boundaries – not just the supposed boundaries of decency and morality. We are crossing the borders in our heads. The fears that define us. The fears that fix us in everyday life. We live. We suffer. We love.
To put my limits and desires into words makes them come alive – to be experienced. Bondage is no longer just a rough idea of the possible. It’s a fantasy: “I want to deny myself. I do not want to be one of many. I want to enjoy the game of power. Wild. Passionate. Curious. I want you to seduce me. Tying with your eyes. Your lips make me long for your kisses. Determine about my body. Fix me. Take my freedom with leather straps. Press my thighs apart. Bind my arms to the bedhead. Cover my eyes. Touch me, so that I distort myself after you. Cover my skin with hot wax. Let your tongue explore my body. Nibble on my nipples. Let me feel the agony of waiting for you. ” The chat window gives me a look into the dark desires. Bondage Practices, Feminization, D & T, SM Relationships and Varnish, Leather & Latex. There is a whole world to discover and a bit of it myself!
I log out, drive down the notebook and smile. I am a woman in my mid-twenties, longing for sweet pleasure pain, want to get spanked and experience bondage!

The night I became a unicorn [FFM]

I’d been talking to this couple for a month now, and we’d met once before, but tonight was the night that we were finally going to do the deed — the long awaited threesome.

I’d had a glass of rose before I left my apartment, so the gin and tonic I ordered at the bar was already my second drink of the night, meaning I was feeling friendly and chatty.

“I love your eyes,” the husband gushed in his French accent. It was a sentiment he’d expressed a few times during our first meeting, but I don’t tire of compliments :)

During our time at the restaurant, the three of us talked and laughed and shared desserts. The husband kept rubbing his leg against mine, and a few times, his hand would caress my thigh and he would smirk at me. Our waiter and other restaurant patrons were definitely looking. I blushed but I was enjoying it, so I hope they enjoyed the show.

I had three G&Ts by the time we left the bar, so I was pretty tipsy by that point. The husband languidly smoked a cigarette as we walked the few blocks to my apartment. Read more »

Heather and Joe part 6

A cold and rainy day in mid-February weather forecast for snow later. There was a basketball game that night against an archrival team, so the cheer squad were decked out in their uniforms during the day. The design on their chest was a large ‘H’ with a stitched illustration of a 19th century pioneer with his covered wagon. As per the plan, Heather told her squad to meet her in front of her locker in the senior hallway during brunch. All the other girls were holding heart shaped balloons, Teddy bears and bags of goodies received from admirers and friends. Joe told his nerd crew to stand witness as he approached the girls. He wore his usual slob ensemble complete with Star Trek T-shirt. One of the girls noticed him and whispered something to the others. They all glanced then looked away as if there was nothing of importance happening. Joe walked to within a couple of feet and said “Heather Sommers?”

At first they pretended not to notice.

“Heather, I have something for you.” Joe said.

“What?” Heather sneered. The other girls regarded Joe with barely concealed contempt as he handed her the homemade card which was an exact replica of the one he made in 6th grade. Read more »

Heather and Joe part 5

The next week Heather’s parents cancelled their trip, leaving Heather frustrated. There were family holidays and obligations that continued to stymie them. They kept up the subterfuge telling nobody except Uncle Bill and Joe’s mother. They no longer met at school and their only contact was through the computer. Heather decided she wasn’t going to do anything through skype because she wanted to maul him in person leaving her desperately horny every time they finished a skype session. She also vetoed the idea of molesting him in the back seat of her car because it reminded her too much of Brad.

After a couple of sessions with the back brush, Heather went online and purchased her first of many sex toys. The longer she went without Joe, the more she acquired. She bought the same type of foam lined carrying case used by the gamers to carry their precious character figures. She cut out the foam in the shape and length of each one and lovingly gave them names like “Sexy Mexican” and “BBC”. She had just received a long, thin dildo she called “The Nerd” when she finally got the news that her parents would be leaving on a recruiting trip in mid-January. Read more »