I blew (and sometimes got gangbanged) my college friends every week during a 2 hour vacant period [Group]

My circle of friends is somewhat a guy’s dream There are 4 of us, 1 girl (me) and 3 guys. Its not that I’m biased towards having guys being my friends more instead of girls but these 3 clicked with me in a different way. They have my back and I have theirs and (as you will read) even without the sex, I guarantee we would still be really good friends

Back in college, I had a semester where there was a 2 hour free time between periods, 3-5 PM specifically. My friends and I were left with no choice because the first instructor resigned so we were fitted in this odd schedule. I didn’t like it, my friends didn’t like it, no one liked it

Well, that is until we decided that we would use that time wisely

One of my friends had his own place near the university during that time so we decided to spend those 2 hours there. Sometimes we slept if we were sleep deprived, sometimes we would work on projects, and sometimes we would just relax with some sodas and snacks. That happened for about a week or so until I brought up the idea of milking them dry

Tip Toe Tap Out [M/F] [Foot Fetish] [FemDom]

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I fucking hate perverts, well it’s not like I’m alone in this. Since I’ve been a freshman in high school, I’ve always felt eyes on me. But not just on me, like they’re trying to look for me, but *on* me. I developed quickly and, well, rather than getting somewhat taller, my thighs got thicker, my breast got larger, and my ass was bigger and plumper.

That’s not to say I didn’t like getting thicker in all the right places, but I just wish I got taller. I’m standing at a petite 5’2, so having big tits, ass, and thighs made me stand out. I was the perfect target for perverts both in school and out in the world. Their stares dug into me, and I felt uncomfortable just being outside. To cope with the frustration and the anger, I started doing Tae Kwon Do, or TKD for short, and I got pretty good at it. Not competition level good, but I can throw a good kick if I need to. By the time I graduated high school, I actually grew to about 5’4 and evened out in terms of voluptuousness.

A New Job Opportunity… [M/F] [FDom] [Anal] [Impact Play] [Orgasm Control]

I watched in silence as the taxi drove up to the massive mansion.

I was hoping that the car would drive past it, but judging by the driver’s motions, I was here.

I don’t know why, but mansions always intimidated me, because I didn’t exactly live the life of luxury as a kid…or even now.

Hell, the whole reason I was standing outside was that I was the only applicant for the job. It shouldn’t be a surprise to me, considering the ad was in the newspaper, rather than on some recruiting website. But still, the job seemed too good to be true, I was getting paid good money to clean and handle menial tasks.

I got out of the car and stood there for a second, hearing a voice calling to me again from the ether.

“My workers don’t get to use the front door without my explicit permission, they must use the door around the side”

When I first heard the message, I felt strange, the voice was melodic and gentle and left me craving more.

Homework [M/F] [gentle femdom]

I didn’t know what she had in mind when she asked me to strip off my clothes and sit in the chair. Nor when she tied my hands behind me and fastened by ankles to the chair legs. A lap dance perhaps, or a strip tease?

Only when she looped a rope around my balls and pulled its ends tight did it occur to me that she was angry.

“I’m sorry, did something happen?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” she said, tying the rope around my balls to the base of my cock. “Why don’t you sit in here for a while and think about it? And while you’re at it, I suggest you lose that.” She pointed to my erection. “This isn’t going to be like that.”

And then she left me, alone in a darkened room facing an empty bed, my balls tied, my mind racing. What was this about? What had I done?

Fantasy Rogue extract valuables from a cruel local lord. (Femdom, Bondage, humiliation, noncon.)

Rogue

“It’s a fine night” I think to myself, “a tad warm, but a fine night.” my thoughts continue as I stroll down the smooth stone corridor. Bright moonlight pours in from the high arched windows, bringing cool air with it. I can’t help but smile, it’s over it’s finally over. The rebels crushed, their mercenaries defeated, my lands, incomes, titles, and future are secure once more. The task had been far more complex and burdensome than I had expected.

The little hamlet of Taris had dared to defy my rule and rejected my tax collectors, they had “elected” a new leader and gone so far as to hire foreign mercenaries to oppose me. It had gone bad at first, I admit I was overconfident in the outcome. Knights lost in ambush, reluctant men at arms, and a long winter had almost seen them a victory. The surprise attack on my household likely would have ended my life had I not been away that day. Most of my staff aside from a few guards and my own loyal Sargent at arms were killed that day. Bloody work, from savage foreigners.

The Amazonian Blowjob Part 2: Called to the Coach’s Office [M/F] [Gentle Femdom]

“Rumor has it that you and Jenna have been hosting some … um … private *warmups* with some of my best players,” Coach McBride said. When she said the word “warmups,” she raised a judgmental eyebrow to let me know she didn’t feel comfortable describing what I’d actually been doing.

My girlfriend’s volleyball coach had requested this 1-on-1 meeting with me because apparently word had gotten around that I was letting her star players fuck my mouth before their games to give them a big boost of confidence and adrenaline.

“Ah, you mean the Amazonian blowjobs?” I said nonchalantly.

In the past, I would have been intimidated by the stern, striking woman sitting across the desk from me. Apparently getting my face humped by six gorgeous college athletes every week was boosting my confidence and adrenaline too.

Coach Heidi McBride is a fortysomething former volleyball player with multiple conference MVP titles to her name. She is tall—standing at 6’3”, she towers over me and most of the ladies on her team. Her short blonde hair gives her a no-nonsense vibe that perfectly complements her high cheekbones and the proud smirk she often wears on her face. Imagine a runway model turned military general.

You are mine aren’t you? [M/F] [gentle femdom]

“You’re mine aren’t you?” Sam asked, sitting crosslegged between my outstretched legs, her hand moving up and down over my cock.

“Always,” I responded a little breathlessly, my head pushed back against the pillow, my eyes closed, the word slipping out without a second thought. I didn’t realize then what was going through her head. She had tied my hands to the bed frame and my ankles to the corner legs, so that I could barely move. An early birthday present, she had told me.

“I saw you looking at her,” she said after a pause. I was precipitously close to cumming but her words drew me back out of myself.

“At who?” I asked between breaths.

“Kara, when she got into the pool,” she said, adding more lotion to her hand and then continuing to stroke me.

“Kara?” I said unconvincingly. “I mean, I saw her, but I wasn’t looking at her.” The truth was I had noticed Kara. Perhaps more than noticed her. She had been the first one in the water, stripping off her coverup to reveal a turquoise bikini clinging to a tan, lithe frame. Perhaps my eyes had lingered longer than I thought.

Playing with my Prostate Opens up a new World of Pleasure for Me [M] [Anal] [Prostate Stimulation] [Masturbation]

This is based on a true story of how I discovered the pleasure of prostate play. Most of the details really happened, with some small changes made for the purposes of storytelling.

My name is Jack; I’m in college in my early 20s, and would definitely consider myself a straight guy. I never really had any success dating women in college, not for lack of trying. I did, however, experiment a lot by myself. One day when I was jacking off to porn, I discovered “femdom” porn.

It was a video of a man who was tied down to a bed, with the dominant woman riding him reverse cowgirl, hard. She wore latex high heel boots, fishnets, and a corset. Her breasts were bouncing rapidly up and down while she fucked his brains out. And all he could do was squirm and moan while he was tied down to the bed. He was nothing more than a toy, useful to her only for her pleasure.

The Amazonian Blowjob: How I Became an Unofficial Member of My Girlfriend’s Volleyball Team [M/FFFFFF] [Blowbang] [Gentle Femdom]

In the three months that my girlfriend Jenna and I have been dating, she has gone from a rookie benchwarmer to the leading scorer on her college volleyball team. It’s been awesome getting to watch her rise to stardom and cheer her on from the stands.

You should know up front that I definitely have a thing for tall athletic women, and Jenna is no exception. She’s just shy of being 6 feet tall so if we’re standing side by side, we’re standing eye to eye.

Her body is strong and toned, though she has generous curves in all the right places. I love seeing her thick ass in tight volleyball shorts and watching her tits defy both gravity and her sports bra every time she jumps to spike the ball.

There’s also something incredible about sleeping with a star athlete. The sex we have after she has scored the game-winning points in multiple matches is fucking phenomenal.

As Jenna and her teammates have crushed more of their opponents leading up to the big championship though, our relationship has taken an interesting turn. The team has started including me in what you might call a “pre-game ritual.”

Fever Dream [fantasy] [femdom] [romantic]

The fever was high, he drifted in and out sleep. The line between reality and dream vanished and became all became one. He was moving through city streets, homes, offices; drifting effortlessly among the people. He could see each of them and all of them at the same time. When he focused on a person he could see into their mind; see their thoughts and fantasies. He could feel their pain and joy. As he slid past them he left a trace of love with them, helped soothe their souls. He was full of love, bursting with it.

As he was moving through a crowded street he saw Her standing alone checking her phone. She was quite unremarkable and he couldn’t understand why she had caught his attention, but the more he focused on her he realized he could not see into Her. He moved closer, only inches from Her. He could hear Her lightly breathing and see the fine wrinkles around Her eyes. He guessed she was around 50 years old, pretty but in a different kind of way. That’s when he realized she was shining. She had a shiny appearance when She turned in the light. He also realized he was unable to see into Her mind. She was a closed being, shining beautifully in the sun. As he was taking Her in, she abruptly turned and walked, right into him. Well, not into him but through him.