Tag: Fisting

The First Date (Date Rape, Creampie, Bare Back, Sodomy)

Part I

(Not a great writer by any means, just wanted to to share my fantasy :)

After months of talking to her online date, Riya (pronounced Ree-yah) and Alex are finally ready to meet on Friday. The Pandemic is over, it was challenging to meet new people, and in that short little while, they became each other Quarantine buddies, perhaps a little more. Their connection was almost immediate, and their attraction was intense. Their hyper sexuality only intensified as the weeks passed. When they were not being sexual, they spoke about a whole world of things- a cosmic connection of sorts. Read more »

Sweet dreams part B

# Sweet dreams part B

?**nsfw**

Sweat Dreams are made of these

But

We can dance if we want to.

Part B

Now where did I left off… See Kelley got an easy access dress, The queen is interested in Kelley or Stacey sexually, Nice secluded place for public sex, our chess fight it really loved, and oh Stacey and Kelley traded gown so we can have easy access to Stacey today…. Really? Time for more.

“Will, we need to talk about Meg.” Said Kelley. “Are you sure she is interested me?” “No, it might be Stacey. But my gut is saying it is you. Every since the fight class she has talked about you more than Stacey.” “What should I do if she ask me to go out.” “The same thing if a man would ask you out. If you don’t like him, turn him down. If you like him…well You do not have, to but we ask you keep us informed and be safe.” I give Kelley a hug and Stacey hugged Kelley also.

“We need to get ready it is almost time for company meeting.” Read more »

A tale of Fire and Steel

# A tale of Fire and Steel

?**nsfw**

“The blades sang like the strokes of a hammer on a blacksmith’s anvil echoing in the empty churchyard.”
― [**The Cavalier Club**](https://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/47465497)Stanley Goldyn,

Oh look the SAFD (Society of American Fight Directors) sent me a form letting me know I need to renew my certs…. Why now?

I look up from the form and realized I should have done this last year when I was on my grace year but that is now almost over. I better call Raymond he is probably running a refresher program.

“Hey Kelley, can you please bring my cell from table, your sister has turned into a kitten and won’t move.” “A little cream and I will move” said Stacey. It will be one of those nights.

I hate to do this but I Have a busy morning and three of us in the bed is not conducive to sleep.” “Well give me a kiss before you go. How about you Stacey are you staying tonight or heading back?” I should head home but I rather not considering I will be spending the next two weeks setting up a new store. Read more »

[MF] Tamed Part 3: The Beginning

Seeing as this will be the first sex scene of this series…why not make it a longer chapter ;)

Disclaimer: This is all a publication of fiction and in no way happened. This may also get a little unrealistic. You have been warned.
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After such an unpleasant encounter with Alanah, I had spent the next hours of the day to keep calm and to motivate myself for a day of study. I had managed to take a quick shower without alerting her to my presence, I made sure to keep as silent as possible, to evade her; a skill that I had learned since moving in with the bitch. Even though I was good at it, I still always made that first pensive step out of my room so she couldn’t sneak up on me and completely shoot me down with a usual tirade about something insignificant.

I hated her; I was sure of that by now. That farce to try and get me all worked up so I could admit that I was peeping in on her…and that amazing body… Read more »

The Bar [MF-EXH] – First time posting

He sat at the bar, sipping a whisky, not waiting for anything in particular. She walked in, wearing red heels with ties that wrapped up her calves, little black dress and a red bra that peaked out just a bit from underneath. She was petite but thicc, she filled out that dress perfectly and her dark brown hair fell just past her shoulders. They were both scanning the bar when they locked eyes, if only for a brief second. She sat at the end of the bar, away from him and ordered a martini. She kept watching him, watching as he interacted with women that came up; why wouldn’t they, he looked amazing. He was in black slacks, black shirt, black vest and a red tie that added a pop of color. He had a salt and pepper beard that carried into his hair.

After enjoying themselves respectively, she decided that enough was enough and wanted to make a move. She moved down the bar towards him, his back was turned as she approached, he was still flirting with another. She walked up, sliding her hand around his side and down over the bugle in his pants, taking a firm but gentle grip around his parts. He reacts with pure calm, not even breaking conversation with the other woman, but merely bringing his hand to hers and squeezing his hand around hers. Read more »

Straight virgin guy touches Kansas dad cock [MM]

So I (39 yo dad/bear in Kansas) started chatting with a 21 yo straight virgin guy after he had posted several times online and was getting frustrated sexually. He had kind of a twink/lean body, a little petite because of his age, but was not fem. He was clearly masculine and had hair starting to fill in the right places and a slight bit of young stubble. I think part of his trouble was he was South Asian heritage and we live in a conservative white part of the US.

Anyway, I pitched something to him after a little chatting: I asked him if he would be turned on at the thought of touching a man’s cock. He told me he considered himself straight, but was curious. He said he didn’t want to taste it or kiss me, and I of course told him I understood.

I’m a middle aged dad with a bearish body, extra pounds, and plenty hairy. So I warned him it would be different than a male model or other boys he had seen in the locker room. If he wasn’t prepared for that, it could be a turn off or he might think it gross. But I also told him if he leaned into it, it could actually be really arousing for him to be doing something nasty and taboo with a “daddy.” Even though he was a virgin and straight, I think he understood this and was becoming more eager to try it. Read more »

Toy (Master/sub | BDSM | NC | Gangbang)

I am not even sure how long had passed since you placed me in the thick latex hood. It has blocked all light and most of the sound. My long braid protrudes from a hole at the top. My mouth is dry since I am forced to breath through my mouth. The mouth opening is the only exposed part of my head. I am grateful that the o-ring gag is not currently in place. You removed it so that I could eat and drink.

A thick leather collar and leather wrist and ankle cuffs round out my attire. The rest of me is uncovered, well let’s say unrestrained. I am technically covered in red welts and purple angry bruises from the days of beatings. I, of course, cannot see them, but I know them to be so.

I feel you clip the leash to my collar and you give it a tug. I immediately get on all fours. You tug me once again and I follow the leash. I am disoriented and not sure what part of the house we are in. The cold tile floor turns to cold, smooth concrete. We are in the playroom. Read more »

A Hotel-Room Affair: MILF [F] Joanie Showers Me[M] With Affection

Several months after my most recent affair (with Helen) ended, I struck up a hotel-room only relationship with a woman I am going to call ‘Joanie.’ Joanie lived in a Texas city I visited once or twice a month for work, so our affair was long-distance and intermittent due to the challenges of synchronizing our schedules. But it was plenty of fun when we could get together. Joanie is the only regular lover I exclusively met in hotel rooms, never once over drinks or coffee. She had an enormous sexual appetite and was by far the most prodigious squirter I have ever encountered.

I met Joanie thru the same vehicle I met most of my other longer-term lovers: an ad in the craigslist ‘Men Seeking Women’ section. As always, my ad made clear that I was looking for a married woman who like me needed more TLC (read: sex) than marriage provided, someone politically left-liberal like me, someone who would be fun to hang out with, and not least someone who did not want to disrupt their current domestic situation in any way. I added that I lived in another city but came to town regularly, which I think made me more attractive since, as I wrote in some of my first posts on this forum, some women prefer to hook up with an out-of-towner to avoid complications. I used this line a few times when I was looking for a one-time thing in my own town while my wife was away, and I had some success with it; but this time it was true. Read more »

An Online Affair (FM)

Dedicated to the women of r/OnlineAffairs… whose pursuit of desire drives the heat of illicit fantasy…

“What floor?” I say, a wink and naughty smile masking the tempest of nerves building inside me. 

This is not at all what I intended. This was supposed to be just an online experiment—a flirty exchange of messages to lighten my day, a secret indulgence that belonged only to me. Yet, here I am, almost suddenly, ready to ride an elevator to the hotel room of this man I met in person only hours ago.

I arrived almost incognito, my more formal attire a symbolic departure from my everyday casual wear. In my own head I needed to be someone different today in the event fantasy was to cross into reality. After a few craft beers and a whole lot of laughter, I find myself at exactly that nexus and it couldn’t feel more right.

In silence, he leads me down the hall, each step signaling an escalation of the anticipation building between my legs. As we cross the threshold into the room, I turn to look at him, the angles of his face shifting upwards into a smile as he met my eyes, making my pulse quicken. Read more »

Reopening Old Wounds (part four-the end) [DP] {other stuff}

When I opened my eyes the bright white of light glared down on me. I lifted my hand to block the light and someone grabbed my hand.

“What do you remember?” A familiar male voice asked.

“Pain and darkness,” I said.

“Am I alright?” I asked, “Why is everything so bright?”

“You’re okay,” he said.

“Why didn’t that sound very convincing?”

“You aren’t going to be able to travel for a while. Do you recognize my voice?”

“I think you’re a friend of mine,” I said.

He leaned over the bed and looked at me, “Do you recognize me?”

“Grady?” I asked.

He smiled and nodded, “Yeah. I’m guessing you remember your name?”

“Raven,” I said.

“Good, no long term memory loss is a good thing. You have a pretty severe concussion.”

“Are we at your house or your job?” I asked.

“My job, needless to say, I didn’t expect to see you come through my ER, especially not with my sister-in-law,” he said.

“Ceri…did we get into a fight?” I asked. Read more »