I got [F]ired for inappropriate business attire but fired back

Years ago, I got my first corporate job as an intern at a big insurance company. It wasn’t anything special pretty much all paper work and boring time at my desk. The pay wasn’t half bad, but I was eager to leave soon.

A little about me, when I was 20 years old I was a whole lot perkier. Smaller waist and ass, but my breast never got the memo. I was a little too busty to hide, particularly in working clothes. I was fairly careful, but at some point I was tired of wearing the same old boring outfits.

Also, I was pretty upset with the fact that body types would dictate what is or isn’t allowed at work. Like the rules were a whole lot different for flat chested woman 😅 I knew I was handing in my resignation by the end of the week, so I would get a little wilder for my last few days. Unfortunately, I never got there…

I came in on Monday with a white top, a little black skirt and purple heels. It was the first time I showed my stomach at work, but it felt fairly appropriate. The day went by slowly as always, I didn’t get any looks or anything. I had to work later since there was a lot of people on vacation.

M42 F18 Visiting her boyfriend’s house over the weekend (part 1/?) (No sex, lots of set up)

“Hey, are you almost ready?” Bill’s voice called from the front door, impatient and anxious. Kelsey shoved a few more articles of clothing into her suitcase, zipped it up, and then grabbed her backpack stuffed with textbooks and notebooks. Even if they were just going off campus for a few days, she wanted to get some studying done. High school was nothing compared to the pressures she felt from her professors in college.

Kelsey stopped to glance in the mirror, ignoring another call from her boyfriend at the door. She brushed a few strands of strawberry red hair from her forehead and frowned at herself. Anxiety shivered through her body as she contemplated the forthcoming weekend. She and Bill had been dating for about a month, and this past week asked if she wanted to spend the weekend at his parents house. She couldn’t lie, the offer excited her. Meeting her boyfriends parents, that was a big deal. Or at least, she thought it was – that was what her own parents always said. When a boy had you meet his parents, that meant he was serious. He was in it for the long haul.

In the parking lot of the mall, My friend and I used vibrator with each other . [FF23-25] TH [Toys] [Fantasy] [Foreplay] [Public] [Masturbation]

I recently discovered a Spencer’s when out with one of my girl friends on a mall date. I reasoned that it would be amusing to take my companion inside and watch her reaction because she had no idea that Spencer’s offered sex toys. I made the decision to show her around because she was astonished and curious. We strolled passed the handcuffs, lingerie, buttplugs, and miniature vibrators. I eventually purchased a vibrating dildo as my first sex toy.

We set out on our return trip to the car. She questioned me about the dildo the entire way there. How should the vibrator be angled? Does it feel comfortable to activate the vibrator and dildo at the same time? Do you rotate the vibrator or do you hold it steady while applying more pressure? Although I was equally as ignorant as she was, I felt a little hot as I mentally rehearsed her questions. I started picturing the vibrator making me have multiple orgasms while the dildo stretched me out. For the time being, I ignored it.

The Day I Lost My Anal Virginity [23F] [F/M]

Before I begin this story, I must admit that throughout my adolescent years, I was certain that I had no desire to ever let a cock to come close to my asshole, regardless of the situation. I have heard unsavory tales from pals who said that they only did it under duress from their boyfriends and that it hurts and is in no way pleasurable. When my pussy was just next to my asshole, I never understood why I would want my asshole penetrated. I was also terrified of it and convinced myself that I would never be interested in attempting it.

Imagine that I’m 18 years old, have a boyfriend, and a bedside table filled of sex toys. By that time, I had been exposed to various anal plays; I like having my asshole massaged, having a finger inserted during doggy, and even having a little plug that I enjoyed wearing while being fucked. It took a lot of trust and patience to get to that point, but it was well worth it, and I really enjoyed it anytime my asshole was involved. I never felt compelled to do it, so I could always enjoy it on my own terms and have all of my wishes honored. By that point, I had not yet changed my opinion towards anal sex; it was never truly discussed; and I was content with the present situation, which, in my opinion, could continue. Until I gradually began to have all kinds of fantasies…

[M]y nerdy [F]WB – after the show, word got around (Part 6 of my saga with Beth)

If you didn’t read the account of how me and Beth, plus Laura and David, ended up having sex in front of each other, you can read about that [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xtxl6b/my_nerdy_fwb_and_me_put_on_a_show_part_5_of_my/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf).
Well, where to begin? Beth had broken the post-sex tension with her remark about ruining the pizza. She was right, by the way, have you ever put pizza in the oven to keep warm for too long? Ugh. Anyway, this isn’t about our dinner.
It was, to say the least, awkward. The girls were naked, us boys had our pants around our ankles, my cum was all over Beth and David’s cum was, well, all over himself. This wasn’t something any of us had expected; it had just happened. Beth got up and walked into my bathroom to hop in the shower. I stood up and stumbled a little as I pulled my pants back up. Laura grabbed the shorts and t-shirt she had been wearing and hustled off to David’s room, while David pulled his pants up and his cum-covered shirt down. We looked at each other with an expression somewhere between confusion and a visual high-five. David opened his mouth to say something, but all that came out was “Uhhh
”. We turned and went to our rooms.
I was a little concerned for David. He wasn’t any kind of ladies’ man – hell, neither was I. But David was actually kind of shy around girls. I knew he had a girlfriend in high school and he had dated one girl since we had become roommates. Laura was very free sexually and had no issues with purely casual hookups. David wasn’t the kind to take a sexual encounter so casually, so I wondered if he might get emotionally attached to Laura after this. I went in to my room to find Beth waiting for the shower to warm up.
“That was
interesting,” I said.
Beth laughed. “Why do you say it that way? That was fucking hot,” she countered. “You certainly got into it.”
She was right of course. “Yeah, that was amazing,” I said. I’ve never done anything quite like that before.”
“Well that was a first for both of us,” Beth said with a sexy grin. “I’d always wondered what group sex was like.”
“I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t wondered about it too,” I said. Because of course I had fantasized about it. “I just never pictured David in that fantasy.” Then it dawned on me. “Wait, you didn’t plan that all along, did you?” Beth looked away and tested the water temperature with her hand. “Beth,” I repeated, “did you plan for that to happen when you asked Laura to come hang out with us and David?” She just turned back toward me and smiled, then hopped in the shower.
Wow, I thought to myself. This nerdy don’t-call-me-your-girlfriend of mine was kinkier than I thought. I was super turned on by this but also kind of bothered. She shouldn’t have planned to do this tonight, at least not without talking to me about David first. I felt like she kind of used him for her own kinky satisfaction – and maybe to get Laura out of her funk. “Are you getting in here with me or not?” Beth called from the shower. In seconds I was naked again and pulling the shower curtain behind me.
The warm water felt great, and Beth’s dark curly hair straightened and fell down past her shoulders in the water. I grabbed the soap to help her clean my cum off her back. She turned around to face away from me, and I kissed her shoulders, then her neck. She leaned her head back, eyes closed, and said “do that some more.” So I kissed up her neck to her earlobe and gave it a nibble. I soaped up her belly and her awesome tits, then around to her ass and around her thighs. Beth’s body was slippery now, so I took advantage of that. I ran my hands around her tits and pulled her ass into me, sliding my dick between her ass cheeks. Beth moaned softly. “You’re just about ready to go again,” she said playfully as she felt me getting harder.
I reached around to slide my hand down her stomach to the top of her pussy, still sliding my dick up and down her ass. She parted her legs slightly as I started to rub her clit. She was already wet as my fingers pushed up into her hole. “You’re ready to go too,” I teased. I worked my fingers faster, hearing her breathing quicken. “What’s got you so hot already?” I asked her.
I didn’t expect her answer. “Laura sliding down onto David’s cock,” she said, followed by a long moan. I could feel her tensing up. She was close.
I played along. “You liked seeing Laura fuck him, huh? Getting herself off like that?” I bent my knees to slide my now-hard cock along her asshole and between her thighs, rubbing her clit with my palm while hitting her g-spot with my fingers. “MMMeeuuuhhh!” Beth let out a primal sound as she convulsed from her orgasm. I kept pumping my fingers in her hot pussy.
I egged her on. “Laura fucked him good, you liked that, didn’t you?” Beth’s moan took on a higher pitch as she continued to shake.
“Meeee
” she said through waves of pleasure, breathing hard as if she’d just run a race. “Fucking me,” she said more clearly.
Wait. What was that? I stopped fingering her snatch as she learned up against the front wall of the shower, the water running over her head. “What did you say?” I asked her quietly. “I imagined him fucking me.” She said, coming back down from her orgasm. I was kind of stunned, not sure what to say and not sure why that seemed to bother me. We shut off the water and hopped out of the shower to towel off. My head was spinning with conflict. Beth had planned the group sex and used David to fulfill her fantasy, and all along she had wanted to fuck him? I certainly enjoyed the experience too, but had my concerns about David’s emotional maturity around something like that. And now I felt this tinge of jealousy over her lust for him. I tried to put those thoughts out of my head and remind myself of how good this thing with Beth had been.
We climbed in bed and fell asleep. Beth was up early before me and got dressed. She woke me up with a soft kiss on the forehead. “I’m heading home,” she said, “lots to do today.” She explained that she had some internship applications and a term paper to work on, kissed me goodbye and walked out. I got up, stretched, threw on sweats and a hat and walked out to the kitchen in search of coffee. I realized Laura had stayed over with David when I heard them going at it in his room. From the sound of the headboard on the wall and Laura’s soft screams, there was no doubt David was giving her a good pounding. “Good for him,” I thought.
Over the next few weeks, Beth and I continued our FWB thing, usually sleeping at my place or hers on the weekends. Laura came over a couple of times, but when she wasn’t over, David usually just stayed at home watching TV or playing video games. He had been referring to Laura as his girlfriend, which had me concerned. Laura, even more so than Beth, wasn’t really down with committed, exclusive arrangements. After a while, it seemed Laura didn’t hang out with David anymore, and I could tell it bothered him. He had started to say some mildly negative things anytime someone mentioned Laura. He’d become emotionally attached to her and she wasn’t going to reciprocate. “Oh well,” I thought to myself. “He’s got to go through this at some point.”
So it was coming to the end of the term, and there was a big party at our friend Matt’s apartment building. Three or four adjacent apartments had all got together for a huge kegger. I was going to meet Beth and some other friends there, and I invited David to come along with me. We pre-gamed with a couple of beers beforehand and headed over to find the party already in full swing. David kind of hung with me for a while, which was cool. Our friend groups didn’t overlap that much, so I was introducing him to some people he didn’t know before. One of those was Brian, my friend who thought he was funnier than he really was. When I introduced David, Brian reacted with familiarity. “Oh so YOU’RE David, huh?”
“Uh, yeah,” said David.
“I heard you really put on a show,” said Brian. “I heard you all put on a show,” he followed, turning toward me.
David and I glanced at each other. “What are you talking about Brian?” I asked.
Brian knew all about our group sex night from a few weeks before. Apparently, word of it had gone around. “Damn Laura can’t keep her mouth shut,” I thought to myself.
Brian really talked it up, like it was already some kind of legend. “Everyone knows about it. Laura’s in the next apartment over,” he said. “There are a bunch of frat bros trying to get her to put on another show.”
David’s face reddened, and I could see his jealous anger. He turned on his heel and walked out the door. “Later, Brian,” I said, and I turned to follow David. We walked into the next apartment, and sure enough, there was Laura. She was sitting on the couch between two overly pumped frat boys who looked like they spent more gym time looking in the mirror than lifting weights. Laura was already heavily buzzed, and the guys were putting their hands on her while she flirted hard. There was a small crowd of guys standing behind the couch watching the spectacle, ready to supply more beers to fuel the fun. I could feel David’s emotions – a combination of jealousy, rage, and heartbreak.
Beth was there too, standing a few feet away, beer in hand, with another frat guy leaning in close to her. He put his hand on her shoulder. I felt my own tinge of jealousy.
“Let’s go, Laura,” yelled one of the crowd of guys. “We want to see a show!” Another one yelled, “we know you want it.” And finally another voice shouted “Show us your tits!” The crowd of guys roared at that. One of the guys on the couch pulled Laura’s head over to him and kissed her hard. She closed her eyes and responded with a deep kiss of her own, tonguing him to the roar of the crowd. The guy on the other side of Laura grabbed her shirt and lifted it up. She disengaged her kiss and let her shirt come off, then turned and shoved her tongue into the second guy’s mouth. The first one unhooked her bra, springing her tits free, as Laura reacted with fake surprise. The crowd of guys went crazy, and Laura stood up to shake her tits and yell “Wooooo!” She went back to kissing the first guy while she started rubbing the second guy’s cock through his jeans. I could see some of the guys standing nearby start to rub their own cocks. The guy standing with Beth had slid his hand onto her boobs, but Beth was watching Laura with a mix of lust and concern.
David’s emotions were raging. I looked at him and his face was red. Definitely he was full of jealousy and rage, but heartbreak won out. He said nothing, but turned and walked quickly out of the door. “David!” I yelled after him, but he was gone. Immediately, I was angry with Beth. I knew this kind of thing was going to happen, and it was her disregard for David in pursuit of her kink that started all of this. And I was again feeling my own degree of jealousy and rage at the sight of this muscly frat dude putting his hands on my – wait a minute, she’s not my girlfriend I guess. But I felt what I felt. I walked over to Beth.
Laura was still topless and making out with the couch guys. One of them had his pants unzipped and she was rubbing his dick through his boxers. The guy with Beth was feeling up her ass now. “Beth!” I said as I came over to her. She startled; she didn’t know I was there. “What the fuck?” I asked her.
“What the fuck, what?” Beth said back to me.
“You fucking made this happen,” I said. She looked at me confused. I could tell I hadn’t made any sense. “David was here with me. He just ran out. He’s fucking mortified.” Laura had the first guy’s pants down now and was stroking his hard cock. It was really fucking hot. The crowd was cheering them on. The second guy was fondling her tits. “And who the fuck are you?” I said to the asshole trying to get in Beth’s pants.
“Jesus.” Beth said. “Who the fuck do you think you are? And why are you mad at me?” The motherfucker who was trying to feel Beth up slipped away awkwardly. Laura was now sucking one cock and stroking the second guy through his jeans.
I stammered my answer. “Are there
a-a-any
limits with you?” Beth looked right into my eyes. She could see that I was getting emotional, but she didn’t get angry herself. She grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall into one of the bedrooms, closed and locked the door behind.
She kept holding my hand and put her other hand on my chest. I was breathing hard. “Tell me what’s going on,” she said calmly. My heart was beating fast. My emotions were all over the place, and everything came out at once.
“You fucking planned that group sex all along, didn’t you?” I could hear more cheering outside the room. “Did you think about what it would do to David? You could have talked to me first. He’s not like us, he gets attached and can’t handle someone like Laura.”
“You’re right,” Beth said.
“You should have fucking talked to me about it. And Laura too. And David is a wreck.” More cheering outside.
“You’re right,” she said again.
“And me. What if I wasn’t into that?”
“You’re right,” she said, her hand still on my chest. It sounded like it was getting crazy out in the living room.
“And
”
“Yeah?”
“And
” I hesitated.
Beth looked at me with her beautiful eyes and her dark curls framing her face. She said quietly, “and what?”
I couldn’t hold the last part in. “And you wanted to fuck David yourself. You said so. What the hell?” She said nothing, just looked straight at me. I hated that I felt like this. “And then this meathead frat asshole just now, feeling you up. Were you going to fuck him too?” Shit, maybe I went too far.
Beth’s facial expression changed ever so slightly. It wasn’t anger, but I couldn’t tell just what it was. “You’re jealous,” she said. She was right.
“You want me all to yourself, don’t you?” Right again. I couldn’t think of anything to say. I stepped back, but she squeezed my hand tighter and kept me from pulling away.
“You don’t like the thought of another guy touching me,” she said. I nodded. “Is that right?” Beth asked. I nodded again. “Say it,” she said. I couldn’t get the words out. “Fucking say it. Say you didn’t like me fantasizing about David.” I still couldn’t speak. My heart was pounding. “Tell me what you felt when you saw that guy’s hand on my ass.” I was breathing hard now. “When he was feeling up these tits. When his dick was getting hard at the thought of shoving it in my mouth.” I was raging inside my head. “Tell me how you felt when he was imagining fucking me hard, seeing his cum on my tits.”
I was going insane. I’d never felt like this before. It was rage, and jealousy, and pure desire, and a strange sort of affection.
I stepped forward and grabbed Beth around her waist with one arm, pulling her roughly to me. With the other hand I pulled her head toward me as I kissed her solidly, pressing my tongue deep into her mouth. She kissed back, meeting my tongue with hers. I slid my hand down to her ass and squeezed hard. She let out a little yelp and then reached around my back to pull my pelvis into hers. I moved my lips around to her neck and sucked hard, then went back to her mouth, again pressing my tongue into hers. Beth reached around to grab my dick, but I pushed her hand away. She wasn’t going to be in control this time.
I picked Beth up and walked backwards to the bed, tossing her onto her back. I fell forward onto her. I went in for another deep kiss. She wrapped her legs around my waist to pull me in closer and threw both arms around my back. I knelt upward, grabbed her hands, and fell forward again, pinning her arms above her head. I was in control this time. I kissed her even harder, she was breathing quickly now. I pushed up her t-shirt and the sports bra she had on underneath. Her tits flopped out. Pinning her hands again, I sucked on her already hard nipples and bit down lightly with my teeth. She moaned. I stood up, quickly unbuttoned her jeans, and pulled her jeans and panties down with one motion, tossing them to the floor. My hand went straight for her pussy. She was drenched. I’d never felt her this wet. She brought a hand to the back of my head, but I pulled back. Beth was going to cum, but she was going to cum how and when I decided she would.
I pumped my fingers into Beth’s hole, straight onto her g-spot. She gasped. I knelt down and latched my lips right onto her clit, swirling and sucking right away. This wasn’t going to be some long, slow session – Beth was going to cum right fucking now. She was breathing hard, “oh my god!” Beth yelled, as I felt her pussy tighten around my fingers. I pumped and rubbed with my hand. Her hips bucked and her legs shook uncontrollably as she screamed. I’d never seen her cum so hard.
I wasted no time and shed my shirt and pants. I was diamond-hard as I spit into my hand and rubbed my saliva onto the head of my cock. All at once, I shoved it straight in, balls deep. Beth squealed. With the weight of my body, I slid her further up the bed, bringing my knees up to press her legs open wider. I squeezed her nipples and thrust hard, and with each thrust Beth grunted with pleasure. She wrapped her arms around my back and dug in with her nails. I lifted up my chest, grabbed her arms, and once again pinned them over her head. I fucked her hard as her pussy gripped my cock ever tighter. She screamed with pleasure as her legs shook again, cumming hard for the second time in just a few minutes. I wasn’t going to blow my load yet, not until I was god damn good and ready.
I pulled out and moved up toward the headboard. My dick was dripping with Beth’s juices. I knelt over her and pushed straight into her mouth. She sucked hard and swirled her tongue all around it. I fucked her mouth in and out, in and out, as she moaned. I was going to make her clean off all of her own cum. I reached down with one hand and rubbed her clit. Beth wiggled her hips as I rubbed more quickly, and she moved her hand down to touch herself. I swatted her hand away and rubbed her clit how I wanted to. She moaned and bucked her hips again, arching her back with another orgasm. I wasn’t done with her yet.
Beth was breathing like she’d just run a marathon. I moved back to the foot of the bed and flipped her over. I grabbed her hips and plunged my rock hard cock straight into her gaping pussy. I fucked her doggy style while she gasped. My thumb found the outside of her asshole. I rubbed it in circles as she let out a low moan. I dripped spit down directly onto her ass, rubbing it in with my thumb. First went my index finger, pressing it in and pumping while I continued to fuck her from behind. Then went my middle finger alongside the other one. She was so tight. I stopped fucking her for a moment and looked around. There was lotion on the dresser. I grabbed it. Four or five pumps of lotion went onto her tight asshole, followed by three fingers. She was moaning louder now. I rammed my dick back into her pussy as I pumped my fingers in and out of her ass. She yelped. More and more, I worked the lotion in , lubing up her ass. It was time, and I wasn’t going to ask permission.
I pulled out, pumped some lotion onto my cock, and pressed the tip onto her asshole. Beth arched her back and breathed in through her teeth. “Yeah,” she said. I pressed harder. Her asshole started to open up, and my dick slid slowly inside. I pulled back slightly and pressed back in. “Uhh” she said. Again, slightly out, harder in. The head of my dick slipped inside her asshole as it snapped tightly around it. “Oh my god!” Beth yelled, loudly. I pushed my cock in the rest of the way. Beth moaned. I started to thrust slowly. She moaned some more. I leaned forward and pushed her head down to the mattress, making a better angle to assfuck her. I planted one foot flat on the bed, then the other, as I picked up the pace. In, out, in, out, I could feel her tight ass stretching around my fat cock. “Oh my god!” Beth yelled. “Fuck me! Fuck my ass!” And I pumped hard and fast, absolutely railing her. “Oh godddddddd!” she shouted, as her hips shook once again like a little earthquake. I’d lost track of how many times she had come, but she came how I meant for her to.
I fucked her with total abandon. All the rage and jealousy and lust and affection were fueling me. Every fiber in my body tensed up. My ballsack tightened, I could feel the intensity building quickly. “I’m going to cum in your ass,” I told her. Three more thrusts, and I exploded with ecstasy. I shouted out loud and pounded my cock into her ass hard, shooting my cum deep into her asshole. It pulsed fast, pumping out the cum, and it kept pumping for what seemed like hours. I pulled my cock out of Beth’s ass and it was followed by a string of my cum, dripping onto the bed. She collapsed onto the bed. I collapsed next to her and let out a long breath.
Beth was mine.

I (25F) tried sending a nude to a guy and wound up sexting with a bi-curious girlfriend for over an hour [FF]

So there’s this guy [I used to hook up with](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/sun56t/i_24f_sucked_this_guys_cock_and_then_his_father/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) (backstory) who I still think is super charming, and whenever he asks for a nude pic, I’ll happily send him one. He doesn’t live nearby anymore, but I like knowing that I’m still his go-to fantasy girl.

On Saturday night, I got home from work early and was gonna go to bed when I thought about sending him a pic just ’cause. I was already getting undressed for bed, so I snapped a cute little pic in just my thong, showing off my ass in the mirror and holding my boob in one hand with this pouty biting-my-lip look. Quick and easy. I sent it, threw on a t-shirt, and went to brush my teeth.

When I get back, I see a text from my friend Rachel. Rachel and this guy have names that are very similar, like off by just a few letters. (I’m changing both the names here obviously.) Rachel is a girlfriend of a girlfriend who I’ve hung out with a few times at bars and stuff. Nice, super cute, but we’re not close or anything. She has curly light brown hair, green eyes, sort of an Anna Kendrick vibe if you want a visual.

My brother turned me into his sex slave. [Incest role play sex slave fantasy]

When I was a freshman, my parents left on a business trip. When they left, my brother, a senior was put in complete control. They blocked my number and told my brother that if he called when no one was in the hospital or jail, they’d ground him for a year and take his phone. My brother has always been weird towards me. He touches me a lot, and I thought I saw him outside my shower a couple times, but he told me I was crazy. The second they left, he walked over to me and pushed me against the wall. “Alright, whore, I’m in charge now, so do as I order. No questions, no speaking, just obey. Hand over your clothes. All of them.” I was so shocked I followed his orders without thinking. I stripped off my shirt and skirt and handed them to him, but then hesitated. “Well, slut? Heaven knows you were excited to tease me earlier when you kept wearing those slutty outfits.” I flinched as he grabbed me and roughly turned me around. He pushed my tits against the wall so my ass was sticking out, stepped to one side for better access, and spanked me. Hard. I screamed, jolting against the wall. It burned, but as the pain subsided, I felt
 almost
 horny? This was my brother! Assaulting me! I can’t be excited about this. I was wrenched from my thoughts by another slap. I shrieked again, horrified to hear a moan mixed in. My brother paused. “Oh my fucking god. No way. You’re such a fucking whore, this is turning you on, isn’t it? You’d fuck anything that moves, wouldn’t you? So desperate for something to fill you up, I’ll bet you wear a dildo to school.” I had, how did he know? “You fucking slut, you have? You’re fucking begging to be turned into a perfect slave for me aren’t you? A slutty cumdump.” Shit. I’d said that out loud. He spanked me one more time, and I made a noise more moan than scream. Then he said, “You also get a punishment for talking.” He landed 5 more hits, rapid fire, on my ass. I screamed and screamed until the fire on my ass faded to arousal. I was so ashamed to be liking this. He ripped my panties off, then the bra. He dragged me to the couch where he felt underneath the cushions and brought out a spreader bar. He chuckled at my shocked expression and explained, “Turns out mom and dad are pretty kinky. This whole house is a sex dungeon if you just know where to look.” Oh shit. I wondered if our rooms fit into that. He grabbed my ankle and I snapped back to reality. I kicked hard. He let go and stood up, towering over me. He grabbed my shoulders, pressed me into the couch, and sat on top of me, facing away. I could feel his bulge pressing against the top of my thigh. How big was he? It kinda made me wet. No, no, bad girl. Not allowed, this is not hot, it’s rape. He pinned my legs, and, one at a time, locked me into the spreader. He stood up, turned around, and surveyed the view. “There, was that so hard? What a slutty little display. Bet you’d love being spread out like this for the whole school.” I whimpered. He grabbed my hands and pulled some twine out of his pocket, turned me around, and bound my hands behind my back, he picked up the ruined panties he’d ripped off me earlier and shoved them into my mouth until I gagged. Then he dropped me face up onto the couch. He admired his handiwork: my hair was a mess, my eyeliner was running, my nipples were hard, my pussy was open and displayed and fucking dripping, and I was wincing from my freshly spanked ass being pressed against the rough couch. He pulled out his phone and snapped a photo. He said, “Say something if I shouldn’t send this to my friends.” I whimpered and tried to talk, but I couldn’t around the gag in my mouth. “So you want me to? What a fucking whore.” He tapped at his phone, then knelt down and snapped more pictures of me a different angles, even flipping me over to show my abused ass. I whimpered, but couldn’t struggle bound as I was. “Oh cool, they’re coming over!” I panicked and turned my head to look at him, shaking it frantically. “Oh slut, you don’t get to make that decision. I own you. It’s my choice who sees your slutty pussy. If you object to them coming over here, I could always walk you over to each of their houses.” I stopped shaking my head. As horrifying as this was, it would be worse if the whole town saw my humiliation. He sat next to me, as I was laying with my face smashed into the couch. He grabbed my ass, and idly groped me, slapping lightly as he scrolled away on his phone. With every slap, I flinched and tried to buck away, but could only press against the couch. Eventually, the doorbell rang. Two boys walked in as my brother opened the door. They had i quiet conversation by the doorway that I couldn’t hear. As they were finishing, the doorbell rang and the other one walked in. They talked for a while, before moving over to me. One pulled me off the couch and against him. He ground his already hard dick against my ass as I whimpered and squeaked at the pain. “Shut up, slut,” he muttered, rotating me and bending me over to spank me twice before pulling me back into the original. The others had been watching, but now moved in. I was so humiliated, on display and just a plaything for four senior boys. They groped my tits, spanked my ass, pulled my nipples until I screamed through my gag, all while I got wetter and wetter. I was literally dripping down my thighs. Eventually, they took me into my own room and each took a hole, with the last either yanking my nipples or slapping my ass, depending on what position I was in. I was used over an over, always having at least two cocks in me, for the next three hours. The first time I came, they made fun of me, called me a slut and a whore, and wiped it on my face. The second, third, and fourth times, they ignored it and kept pounding into me. At some point, they unbound my hands and feet and took out the gag. They left me there, dripping with cum, unable to move, shaking. After my brother saw them out, he came back in. He took all my bras, and told me I wouldn’t be wearing them anymore, then asked where I keep my dildos. I couldn’t muster up the energy to survive another punishment, so I just told him they were in my closet. He took those too. When I woke up the next morning, I got dressed like normal and went downstairs to see my brother pouring milk into his cereal. He looked me up and down and told me to take out my tits, so I did. “Good slut. You’re learning.” He told me that from now on, after I got dressed in the morning I was to make sure my tits, ass, and pussy were all visible and accessible until I was putting my shoes on. I did so. He slapped my red ass, and I shrieked, but felt my pussy start to get wet. He chuckled at that, then put my box of dildos on the table. I eyed it with trepidation, wondering where this was going. He took out a pretty medium sized one, then told me to turn around and bend over. I followed orders, and he shoved it into my wet pussy. I squeaked a moan as it was jammed all the way in, then again as he pulled my panties up, pressing it deep into me pussy. “You’re not allowed to take this out until I say. I expect you to send me a picture of it every passing period and show me in person at lunch.” This turned me on so much, I moaned out loud. “Good slut. We’ll make a sex slave of you yet.”

How a girls night ended up with me [F] fucking both parts of a couple almost every day [FM] [FF]

Long story, but believe me… It worths it.

I [F] used to be in a long distance, open relationship. To my disappointment, my bf was not a big fan of sexting and he was always almost indifferent towards my nudes.
One day I was discussing with a friend [26F] about that issue when she jokingly asked me to show her the photos to tell me her opinion. It was a photo of my butt (I’m quite curvy so that’s always a flattering position) in a black bodysuit in all fours. Once she saw the photo, I saw her fair skin immediately blushing. I asked her if it was too much and immediately took my phone away. She said that it was the opposite and now she’s curious about seeing what other photos of me I had on my phone.
I knew she was bi as me, but she was already in a relationship with a man [35] so I knew nothing would happen between us… Or so I thought.

My Wi[F]e cheated on me while away for work and it opened up a door to an amazing sex life

I’ve had a few people asking for this story now so I figured it’s time to share.  I’ve tried to get my wife to, but she doesn’t seem that interested in sharing our stories with others so she’s left it to me, so bear with me!  I’ll do my best to lay out what happened through the various conversations and q&a sessions I’ve had with her since that fateful night. 

So a little backstory, we got married almost 8 years ago.  Neither one of us had very many partners leading up to meeting each other, so we both kind of discovered sex with each other, or at least established each other’s high water mark for sexual enjoyment and experience.  She’s my dream girl in every way physically.  Blonde, pretty, small perky breasts with a big butt and thick thighs. 

Somewhere fairly early on, I found my mind starting to wander into new territory.  I’ve always used porn to fill in the times between sex, and my overall infatuation with her kind of migrated into my porn habits, as in leaning towards content with women who look like her.  Naturally, most of the men in this content do not look like me.  Over time, I started imagining her with these men.  I’m sure you can see where this is going. 

After the Great Shift [scifi] [historic] [chastity] [femdom] [bdsm] [oc] [real] [fiction] [extreme] [F28/F30/m28]

By the time Joe found himself in the bathroom of her apartment, Googling the logo she had tattooed on her forearm, it was already too late. One drink had completely overwhelmed him, and the room was spinning faster and faster. For the years following what had been called “The Great Shift,” he had always been so careful, but this time he’d let down his guard and for that he was about to pay.

Growing up in the early 2000’s, Joe always felt like he stayed towards the middle on things; he focused on being a good human first, and everything else second. Even in his early 20’s, as the world changed into a dystopian society where even the idea of what defined a woman was openly questioned, he tried to rationalize both sides of the argument. It was a bit of a surprise that during the uprisings leading to the shift, that he would openly support the side of the biological females pushing to have control of society.