By the Balls (FM, femdom), Part 1

I approach her from behind as she’s standing in the kitchen, gazing out the window.

Her curly brown hair cascades over her shoulders and my eyes travel down her back to the gentle curve of her hips and glorious ass, contained in a blue and white striped maxi dress.

The simple act of appraising her body causes my soft cock to pulse in my shorts, shifting and growing in anticipation.

Quietly I arrive behind her and place my hands around her waist as I gently kiss the bare skin I can find on her upper arms and below her hair between her shoulder blades.

She tenses, then relaxes. I hear her inhale deeply through her nostrils. I brush the hair to one side and passionately kiss and bite at her neck, eliciting first a gasp and then a contented sound in her throat. My free hand’s fingertips move up her side and around the graze a hardening nipple. Her ass eases back against me, moving up and down against the length of my very full erection as I begin to take liberties, a handful of her right breast and a handful of her hair forcing her head backwards to expose more of her delicious neck.

The Practice 5 (Ashley 1) [FF, fsub, fdom, huml, bdsm, mast]

Ashley ran for her life.

Her only clothing was a pair of thin sandals, and they weren’t built for speed. She dashed down the rocky slope towards the beach where dozens of other naked girls were laboring, futilely building a pile of rocks for the entertainment of fucking Dr. Wilcox. The filthy, exhausted girls turned their heads as she sprinted past, and a few yelled out her name. But she didn’t slow down.

It was easier to run on the wet sand down by the ocean. Ashley stretched her legs and pumped her arms, clutching a white stone star figure to her chest as best as she could. Her breasts were small a-cups, but still bounced uncomfortably when she ran flat-out, and the stupid star gave her some support. She was small, barely five-feet, but highly motivated. After a minute or so her adrenaline ran down and the aches of the morning began to catch up with her. Damn the fucking doctor and his stupid wife, with her stupid smile.

Ashley slowed to a jog and looked back. She had left the other girls far behind, eclipsed by a curve of jungle. She didn’t see anyone coming after her, but her footprints made a clear trail in the sand. Would the ocean wash them away? “Shit,” she said.

Part 2, MMF, Bi, femdom

Jonny and I were in heaven. Beth just made our summer. We couldn’t wait for next weekend. Wednesday Beth sent us an email saying she was coming on Friday night and was looking forward to another fun weekend. She made us swear not to tell anyone and that she would have total control. We were not allowed to jerk off until she said.
Friday night 8 pm slowly came. I got zero work done at school. When Beth finally knocked on the door at 8:45 Jonny and I both jumped out of our computer chairs to get the door. Jonny opened the door and Beth walked in wearing a long dark coat.
Without even a hello Beth says, Why the fuck are you wearing clothes?
Within seconds Jonny and I were naked standing beside each other, both rock hard and pointing at the ceiling. Beth untied her coat and it fell to the floor revealing black and blue lace lingerie. Stocking half way up her thick thighs, attached to a garder belt. There were no panties leaving her freshly shaved pussy exposed. The garder belt was a little tight around her waist. The top pushed her huge tits up, must have been 7 inches of cleavage, her big brown nipples barely covers. The top came down to cover her stomach but it was to short and it didn’t cover her belly button.
You guys want this? She asked.
Oh yes, yes yes we both agreed.
Are you willing to bow to my every desire? She quipped.
Oh yes anything, I said
Pick a number between 1 and 10 she said.
Seven, I answered
Four, Jonny said
Sorry you lose as she pointed to me.
Get on the bed and lay on your back. She said.
I of course jumped on the bed ready to start yet a little worried I had lost and wasn’t sure what was going to happen next. Beth got on the bed between my legs and started to stroke me with one hand and with her other hand caressed my balls.
You going to do whatever I say? She asked
Oh yes anything I said.
Good, you are going to suck Jonny’s dick.
WHAT! I sat up, no way.
Beth squezzed my balls tight and stopped stroking my dick. It felt so good when she clamped down on my balls, I begged her to continue.
Want me to keep going? She asked.
Yes, keep stroking, please. I gasped.
With that she ushered Jonny to straddle my face. He was still eager and didn’t seem to mind I was about to suck his little dick. He tossed his right leg over me, ass cheeks touching my chest, his uncut cock inches from my face. Grabbing it he pointed it at my mouth the tip ran across my nose before I got my mouth open head tilted up. I felt the head touch my lower lip then it slipped in. It was warm and smooth as it slowly reached to the back of my throat. I was surprised I didn’t gag at all and then I felt his balls touch my chin before he slid back. I let out a moan as I felt Beth’s wet pussy on the tip of my dick. She was now straddling me as well. Her body over my dick. I couldn’t see her just feel the heat between her thighs then the dripping wetness from her pussy. Jonny had nice rythem going working his dick in and out of my mouth with slow steady thrusts. Beth slowly slid down my cock. In felt so good, she rode slowly while her hands were on Jonny’s hips ramming his hips at me.
We had a strong rythem going. Beth was riding me hard. She was trying hard to make me cum but I was focused on sucking my first dick. Eventually I couldn’t hold off any longer. Beth held Jonny’s hips pressed against my face, balls on my chin and his cock tickling my throat. My body shook as I started pumping cum into Beth. She moaned as cum filled her. Beth rested her weight on me, not to let any cum spill out while I continued sucking Jonny’s dick. I was really enjoying it and Jonny had been moaning and still rock hard so I figured I was doing a good job. Beth grabbed Jonny’s hip and tossed him off me and on to the bed. It was effortless since she was twice his size.
On your back, head at this end, Beth said.
Jonny quickly laid back, his little cock glistened in the air. With a sloppy suction noise Beth lifted her weight off me and in one motion slid over to Jonny. Before Jonny knew what was happening she dropped her cum filled pussy with all her weight onto his face. He squirmed underneath her for a moment as she ground her sloppiness into his face. At that moment I was jealous. I could only imagine how that felt. I had 4 days of cum built up pumped into her and now she was doing everything she could to push it out on to Jonny’s face.
You better finish what you started, Beth motioning me towards Jonny’s dick. I jumped at it like an old pro. My hand on his balls and lips wrapped around his head. I gently squeezed as my head bobbed up and down.
Stick a finger in his ass Beth moaned. Jonny tried to say something but that didn’t work. Beth just pushed her face into him harder.
Lift your knees Jonny, Beth demanded.
Jonny pulled his knees up, Beth grabbed his knees and pulled his legs apart wide, my head bobbing up and on his cock. I released his dick from my mouth licked my index finger and slid it in his ass effortlessly. I sucked his balls while I watched his dick twitch. Beth was starting to moan a lot, Jonny found her clit and was working his tongue as fast as he could. I went back to the tip and played with his foreskin. Which was new to me since I am cut. I worked just the tip when Beth put both her hands on my head and worked my head up and down the shaft. Jonny was rock hard, my finger worked his ass, then Beth let out a scream.
I’m coming….. She forced my head down, I took his entire shaft in my mouth I could hardly breathe as she came on Jonny’s face. Without warning Jonny’s dick was pumping cum down my throat. I couldn’t believe it. I just sucked off my buddy. Beth came down from her orgasm and slowly climbed off his face. I will never forget what I saw. Jonny sits up eyes glued shut from all the cum, his face was completely glazed over in wetness and he had an ear to ear smile.

Story from my old job/ My manager who became my domme (M/F, bdsm/femdom, long)

This is the part 2 of this story. You can find part one in my submitted posts.
After what had happened between us, there wasn’t much sexual intimacy for a while. I stayed with her now and then, we’d cuddle, laugh, play Mario kart. But regardless of that, she still considered me to be her sub and considered herself to be my domme. I was totally fine with that, it was honestly really nice and stable. I was always curious why she never wanted to do anything sexual afterwards, but I soon figured out why.

She would control me in nearly every way during the week, sometimes taking two weeks, and would let all of that raw sexual power out on me afterwards for a few days. Close to a week after the first story, I noticed Dylan becomming much more assertive with me when it came to everything. She wanted things done, and done right then. When she asked for a massage or a neck rub, after a while she stopped using my name, but would call me slave, or something to that nature. She’d remind me how disposable I was, that she could replace me with a thousand others, but that would just be a hassle. If she or I needed something and she sent me to go get it, she would put me against the wall and leave a hickey on my neck to let the world know I belong to her. She would tell me what I should do in the gym to get myself fit for her. It might sound like too much for some, but I was on top of the world being her sub. Then when the weekend came around, she would completely dominate me for 3-4 days straight.

Story from my old job. [M/F] (light bdsm/femdom, long)

This happened a couple of years ago now, close to three. I was eighteen at the time, I had been working at this little McDonald’s doing third shift work for close to a year, and I enjoyed the job for the most part. My coworkers were great, my bosses were nice, but there was always one manager in particular whose company I enjoyed immensely. Her name is Dylan and from the moment I started working we got along very nicely. She always had a smile for me and treated me like more than an employee, which drew me towards her quite a bit. She was older than I was, about 32, and she was close to my size, about 2 to 3 inches taller (Im 5’11). She was well proportioned, with large tits and a giant ass to match, but she was also well built. She likes to lift weights, same as me, but her whole body was firm, but not in a bad way, she still had a lot of wiggle to her. She wasn’t “hot” but very attractive in almost every respect. For reference, I’m large, about 5’11 and well built, pretty muscular. But we hit it off as friends from the very beginning. I wasn’t aware at first, but my coworkers all thought it was odd, because she was a hard ass for everyone except for me. She always went out of her way to help me and give me advice. From day one we were flirty in a friendly way, and it only escalated when we were together on thirds. Wed share nearly everything with each other. Once I turned 18, she became less discreet. She would always rub against me in the kitchen but play it off as an accident, she’d pinch my ass as I walked by. I didn’t mind, I liked the attention, especially from an older and experienced woman, but I still didnt make any moves. I didn’t know what to do or say and I was probably misinterpreting things.

Jennie teaches Taylor [MFF] [Fdom]

Jeff had been texting me all week, begging me to see him again, or at least to give him permission to cum. It had started off amusing, but I was started to get bored with it. Reading “Goddess Jennie, please, please allow me to cum,” gets old faster than you’d think.

But, it was Friday afternoon, my husband Rob was out of town, and I was looking for some excitement. Plus, I had an idea for my girlfriend Taylor to join in, and she could make things a lot more interesting.

“Hey, sweetie,” I texted Taylor. We’d both been busy this week, and hadn’t had time to talk since our lunch with my boyfriend Tom last Sunday. “Do you want to come over and hang out this afternoon? I have some ideas for fun.”

“I’ll be right there ; )” responded Taylor. She probably knew what kind of fun I had in mind, but I was sure I could still surprise her.

Now with Taylor on the way, I texted Jeff. “Come here right now if you still want me to dominate you. Don’t forget to have your plug in before you get here, just like I told you last week.”

In the middle [Bi] [FMM] [Anal] [Reluc] [Fdom] [Msub] [Mdom] [first person]

I’m in a room, I don’t know where it is, could be a hotel, could be somebody’s house, all I know is that it isn’t my place. There’s a bed against one wall and an armchair facing it but there’s also a mat on the floor and I realise that the room is very much used for one thing only, and that thing isn’t sleeping. The door opens behind me but I’m not allowed to turn to see who it is because She’d punish me if I did.Her voice both puts me at ease and inspires fear in me simultaneously.

“Jazz, I’m glad you’re more with it now. I’ve brought a friend here to help me to teach you a lesson because you’re such a quick study.” Her hands run between my legs from behind as I remain as still as possible on all fours. My cock starts to stiffen due to a combination of the tone of her voice and her touch and it’s then that I feel her slip something over the head and fasten it behind my balls. She obviously needs me hard for something. She walks into view and I see another pair of legs beside hers they could be anybody’s legs, but I know they’re not female from the way he stands.

That’s Not Bubble-Gum, But It Does Have A Cream Filling [Str8] [MFM] [cuck] [Fdom] [huml]

I met Jim and Kelley at a restaurant bar the night I got stood up by one of my lovers. I was halfway through my first drink when she texted to say she had a family emergency. I was disappointed, but I didn’t drain my drink right away because a sexy woman sat down next to me and smiled.

“Hi,” I said. “Can I get you something?”

“A martini and an Old Fashioned,” she replied. “My husband is parking the car.” I instantly thought I’d been had. Still, a drink meant I could at least talk and maybe flirt, and I like meeting new people.

She was dressed to the nines. She wore black heels and a black dress, with silver jewelry that matched her short, silver hair. The drinks arrived just as her husband did, who took the seat on the other side of her. I introduced myself to both of them, Jim reaching across his wife to shake my hand. “I’m Kelley,” she purred, and I’m serious when I say there was a spark when we shook hands. She held my hand long enough that I got a little nervous, but her look was pure attraction.

Milf math class [mf] [light bdsm] [fdom]

The clock read half past two, as Derrick slumped into his desk. 20 minutes was all that separated him from a weekend of freedom. He looked up to see Ms Hammond, his AP calculus teacher, write down Smartboard notes for the class. He squinted at the title. “Antidifferentiation”, it said. Fuck that, thought Derrick. He barely knew how differentiation worked. He put his head back down in defeat. It didn’t matter much to him, as he already received his college acceptance letter. Just 3 months longer and he’d be free from this hell hole they called high school.

Ms Hammond scanned her eyes across the room. Everyone was paying close attention to her as she subtly swayed her sultry hips. She knew exactly how to keep her students awake. Whether or not it was math that kept them awake or her toned body, she didn’t know. Not that it mattered a whole lot to her. As long as the material was taught and the class did well on the ap exam, she was a happy camper.

How a Weird Girl Cured My Depression [NSFW] [Mast] [M/F] [Fdom

Call me Steve.

I’m an average-looking, although lean, 26 years year old male. A few months ago I moved to Sydney after completing my engineering degree and – let’s face facts – after my girlfriend, Jai, dumped me for another guy. Apparently, I was always studying and not being attentive to her needs. Her “needs” often centred on her interests, her friends and, well, things like shopping. I’m not bitter about her choosing somebody else, in truth, I did make my studies as a priority, but also I did love that girl, and I was depressed as hell for losing her. Moving to Sydney and into a tiny little inner-city flat while I looked for work didn’t help. I did low paying intern work during the day, and at night watched TV and moped.

It was a Tuesday night about 6.00 pm when there came a lazy rapping on my door. I sighed as I was about to do something and didn’t wish to be interrupted. But, as I never got visitors I was curious as to who might be knocking at this hour. Please don’t let it be religious nuts.