Making an arrangement with the gym mom [part 3] [soft femdom] [FFM]

“I’m so horny right now”, Sophie mutters next to me, ripping me out of my daydream. I look up to the clock on the wall of our gyms entrance, realising that it’s already seven pm. In thirty minutes I’ll start my last class of today and after this, Claire will be coming around to satisfy her sexual appetite again.

I’m not as nervous as last week, but I’m still a bit irritated about Sophie wanting to join us, going as far as to blackmail us with pictures she took of our private sessions.

Unlike me Claire almost instantly got comfortable with the idea of letting her join and having a threesome, even exchanging numbers with my coworker, to chat about their fantasies or ideas for today I guess. But I can’t deny that I didn’t picture me plowing Sophies little pussy and ravaging her toned body in my head, whilst jerking off sometimes.

But having to deal with this horny bitch this past week at work was just a nightmare. She would constantly try to grab my dick or flash her small, firm titties, causing me to pitch an obvious tent in my gym shorts several times, so I had to worry people would notice. Like I said, she likes to tease me, I guess she is just incredibly depraved.

Edged him so hard he lost his balance [FM]

So this is a story that happened many, many years ago. Back when my total knowledge and skill with sex is like a measly 40% to what I know now. (Thanks porn for being my source of enjoyment and education)

So I was chilling in the living room of my first boyfriend’s (now an ex-boyfriend) home during a rainy friday afternoon. Classes was suspended for a couple of days thanks to a storm but by friday it had gone down to a light pour. The sky was dark, the TV was on, and the curtains were drawn. His parents and his elder sister had work so we were completely alone

We were sitting on the couch but not *just* sitting. I had my top off so he had a clear view of my tits while my hand was inside his shorts, moving around and feeling every detail on his dick. He had a semi then, getting harder when he either looked and/or touched me. I could have blown him there, in fact I was really craving his dick in my mouth, but I had an idea

The Queen’s Toy – Part 1 – [Fm] [FemDom] [Humiliation] [Slave] [Punishment] [Fantasy]

It’s late at night when my female guards bring you in to me. Of all the crimes you could have committed, you were caught trespassing on my castle grounds, hiding by the main draw bridge whilst the watch changed their posts. Right now, I don’t care why you broke in, or how, I’ll obtain that information from you later. All I know is that right now, I have a *need* to punish you.

*Silly boy*

At my instruction, you’ve been cuffed and gagged to make sure you don’t wake the entire castle staff with your intrusion. The two guards bring you to the small stone sound proof chamber where I am waiting. A fire has been lit in the huge hearth and a couple of candles cast a soft glow across the room. My soldier’s force you sit at the large, heavy wooden seat built into the apparatus at centre of the room. The equipment consists of three arm spokes, projecting off from a central area:- The Chair, The Post and The Bed.

A long weekend of frustration. [M/F] [Femdom] [Edging] [Orgasm Control]

“I’m bored, Ian!”

Chloe was sitting slouched over the dinning table, resting her head against the cool wood.
“You could help me tidy up, you also had breakfast as far as I remember,” answered Ian mockingly, looking down at the back of Chloe’s head.

“We could go out for a walk once I’m done. Some fresh air would be good for you.”

“No, Mom! I had enough ‘fresh air’ already.” Chloe turned her head towards Ian, straight black hair falling all over her face. “I don’t want to go outside, it’s too cold.”

Ian only saw a pointy nose and a pair of small pouting lips peaking out of a mass of hair. He leaned down towards his girlfriend and flicked her nose playfully.

“You are as sluggish as a old cat. Maybe I should pour some water over you to you wake you up.”

“Nooooo~! I will melt.” Came the immediate answer from Chloe, waving one arm aimlessly above her head to defend herself from the glass of water Ian jokingly lifted above her head until he went back to the kitchen.

Never thought I could dominate someone like this before (gets intense at the end) [FM]

Last summer I finally told my bf that i am into gentle femdom. He was reluctant at first but decided to give it a try with me since up until then, we had been doing whatever he was interested in. I couldn’t believe he actually agreed to it. I’ve never pegged a guy before or used toys on anyone so this was really exciting for me.

Well at first I was very gentle and I took it slow with him. I kept asking how he’s doing and I gave him lots of kisses. I tried making it a pleasurable and positive experience for him. He enjoyed the toys in his ass so much that he moaned and tried pushing back into them. He asked for more as I stroked his dick and made him cum.

Since he enjoyed it so much the first couple of times, the next time he asked me to really dom him and be as mean and rough as I can possibly be. I was reluctant because I didn’t want to treat him that way, but he insisted.

[MF] The time my keyholder pushed my limits [Femdom] [Bondage] [Sharing] [Pegging]

**PART 1: Prologue**

**PART 2: The Experience**

In my early 20’s I was VERY adventurous with my sexuality. I had a nearly year long fling with a man 10+ years older than me, but it ended when he moved away. Somehow this left a void inside me. An itch that did not need to be scratched, but *wanted* to be scratched **badly**. This is how I stepped into the world of BDSM, met some amazing people, had many experiences I remember fondly even now.

**PART 1: Prologue**

A little under a year after my fling I was still unsure if I was Bi or just Bi-curious. Having been going to a BDSM munch for a few months and this was where I met my future keyholder. This was a surprise to me as I did not have a thought in my mind I would be the bottom/submissive. Yet somehow, we will call her Heather, had won me over.

Heather was a powerhouse of a person. 37, 5’3″, curvy MILF with kids in college, Divorced, and was often assumed to still be in her 20s. Her personality was witty, intelligent, and funny. She had a way of putting you at ease while she got what she want, and you somehow got what you needed. This was how I found myself locked in chastity by her.

That time I was handcuffed and dominated by a girl from Tinder (Part 1) [MF] [Femdom] [Bondage] [Teasing]

*Hey all! Long-time reader of autobiographical smut, first-time writer of autobiographical smut. Feel free to comment or message letting me know what you think, whether that’s constructive criticism or just saying it got you mad horny.*

As soon as the door closed she told me, “Take off your clothes and sit on that chair.” I undressed somewhat sheepishly, feeling a little embarrassed – yet excited – about being the only one getting naked, and took my seat. She then got two pairs of handcuffs out of her bag and attached each of my wrists to an arm of the chair; I was secured to the chair, but still able to move my hands relatively freely.

My seductive captor went to her bag to withdraw a small bottle of lube, before walking back to me. “Hold out your hand,” she said, before squirting a generous amount of lube into it. She took a step back, looked me up and down and then, with a satisfied smirk…

“Stroke for me. I want to watch.”

I’m my Big Sister Submissive Toy? [FemDom] [MF] [SPE] [Inc]

Again, I was stuck at home, having to listen to this vapid slut of a sister.

“So what, did you say? It’s the Bengals versus the Sheeps?”

Caroline asked with a bit of a blank stare.

“No, it’s the Bengals against the Rams, not the Sheeps, you stupid whore.”

I responded. If only Tyler hadn’t caught covid, I’d be at his place watching the Superbowl with the boys. But here I am, stuck at home with my sassy sister. It seemed that none of our interests lined up. While growing up, she quickly got some curves and big tits. For a good while, I used to call her “Cow”-aline because of her huge udders. Now, with those ass-ets, my 21 yrs old sis seemed to bring a new fuckboy home to her room every week… At the moment, I didn’t get as much success on my side, but that’s just because girls don’t understand how much of a nice guy I am.

“Oh, calm down. It’s just a game,” Caroline sighed.

“You just don’t get it. Not only that, but I got money on the game.”

M/F – [Femdom] (Few kinks may not be for everyone)

It’s early in the morning when you come through my door using the spare key, I’m still asleep in my room. When you come into my room you quietly tie my hands down spread eagle, once I’m secured you strip down and change into some lingerie. When you’re changed you slowly start to tickle me and tease me until I wake up, seeing you hovering over me causes my cock to harden in an instant. Your lovely curves accentuated by your lingerie. Kissing me softly you put a blindfold over my eyes and kiss your way down to my cock. When you reach it you suddenly put a ice pack against it causing it to immediately go soft. I can feel you fumbling with something with my cock and then I hear a click sound. You take off my blindfold and I can see you locked me into chastity cage. You then crawl your way up and show me the key hanging around your neck and whisper “if you ever want to cum again you better make this the best orgasm I’ve ever had” you crawl up further letting your body push against mine and run against my locked cock, until you can straddle my face. Looking up I can see your wet pussy just inches from my face, but I don’t move until you give me permission, I immediately begin to worship your pussy, like my life depended on it, sucking on your clit and swirling my tongue around it. I can feel your thighs tremble as you moan louder and grind into my face. Eager to please I keep going, redoubling my efforts until again I can feel your legs tighten and you scream. Your juices flowing over my face. After you have calmed down you get off of me and go down to unlock my cage. Immediately it springs up yearning for any attention, you look up at me and slowly take me into your mouth swirling your tongue around it. Moaning and squirming you can feel me getting close and stop. I try to move my hips to find you but you wait a minute then go again, and again, and again, keeping me on edge until I am begging you to cum. Finally you take pity on me and take me into your mouth and give me permission to cum, most powerful orgasm ever rocks my body as I moan loudly. You swirl your tongue around my cock and then crawl up to me, looking down at me you slowly open your mouth letting a little cum drip out. Seeing my cum coming down to me I close my mouth and shake my head no. You grab my jaw and squeeze it pulling it open softly but forcefully making it drop in my mouth. Leaning down you begin to kiss me passionately, my cum mixed with the spit has making a mess. Suddenly you break then kiss, looking down at me you slap me softly then tell me to open up. Obediently I open my mouth which is full to the brim of the cum and saliva. Smiling you wipe a little off my lips pushing it into my mouth. You give me a little nod and softly tell me to swallow. I close my mouth and swallow the entire amount feeling the hotness slide down my throat and open wide to show you. You then go into my closet and get a plug out and slowly slide it into me then slide a pair of panties over me. Unlocking my body you slap my ass and tell me to go do your laundry you left by the door. Happily I go about chores until you walk up behind me and whisper “just wait till I replace that plug with something else” and nibble my ear. You giggle then slap my ass and go pour yourself a glass of wine as you think about which strapon and position you are going to take my cherry with.

Massaging the Math Tutor (part 4A) [F4M] [femdom] [non-consent]

This is longer than what I typically write, so I had to split it into two parts (A and B) to fit it on here. If you’re new to my stuff, this is just a fantasy erotica story about a guy being manipulated into sex. I tried to keep it fairly vanilla but with a touch of spice. Not sure what I’ll work on next, but if you’re interested in reading the previous stories or anything else I write, just check out my profile. Some of that stuff is darker and involves different sexual orientations, but if you’re looking for something similar to this, maybe check out my IT Guy series. Anyway, hope you all enjoy!!!

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A couple weeks later, the funeral was held for Professor Stephens, my all too recent math tutoring supervisor.

Katy and her brother Mike, now my former friend, showed up as well, as did Mike’s girlfriend, Erika Valentine.

I made a concerted effort to avoid the three of them and was mostly successful until the funeral was wrapping up.

But then, Mike himself cornered me, his sister and girlfriend in tow.