Tag: Fisting

[M]y [F]WB really starts to open me up ( part 2)

Thanks for the previous comments and suggestions. Pretty sure I can get the rest of the story out in this plus one other update.

Let’s fast forward a little bit. It’s been 2 months since I met Gil and I’m back at her place for one of our bi weekly rendezvous. I’m in agony. The next 5 minutes are going to be a mix of pain, pleasure, begging and hopefully release. I ask if I can wear the bite gag instead of the large ball gag she normally puts in my mouth. The bite gag does less to stifle my groans but it lets me bite down hard when I come into a bout of pain.

After I put the bite gag on, I assume the position – on my hands and knees. We’ve been through this more than a dozen times so I know the routine. I spread my hips a bit so that Gil will have easy access to my backside. Not much point in having easier access to my cock as that is still locked up in the chasity cage. Hence my agony. Read more »

[MF] My wife and I began experimenting thanks to Reddit

Quick background- we are both 34 and we met been together for 6 years. I am 6 foot tall athletic build from playing a lot of sports, not extremely fit like I was in my 20’s, but who is? My wife, Bree, is 5’9″, dark hair, golden brown eyes, and fair skin. She has perfectly full lips, large DD breasts, and a thick ass you can sink your fingers into. We recently kind of fell into a rut in our sex life where we hit the same three positions every session. Now these weren’t bad positions and they got the job done for both of us every time. However, sometimes it was more doing what we had to do so we could both cum rather than really taking our time, exploring, experimenting, and having fun.

We had talked about different ideas to spice things up like role playing or playing an erotic board/card game with another couple. We both really liked that but our couple friends are a bit too conservative for those games. We thought about writing dirty stories to each other and we were looking for inspiration when we stumbled across some of the dirtier subreddits. At first we started looking at some videos out of curiosity, but that sparked a discussion of what we liked and didn’t like. Some things we’ve known we liked but could never properly describe to the other and some we didn’t even know we liked until we saw it. Read more »

Downing Abbey – Chapter 5

(Abigail)

It was hard not to notice Luke’s palm rested so low on my back, his pinkie edging the line between back and butt. His free hand opened the door and he smiled before ushering me inside, and I had to assume we entered almost looking like a couple. A small smirk tugged at the corner of my mouth at the idea.

‘Christ Luke, are you sure we’re in a bar?’

The first thing I noticed was the smell, and this place didn’t smell like a bar. No hint of vomit or Axe undertone, instead, this place was all fresh leather and vanilla. The room was designed for mystery at the edges, with subdued wall lighting cupped by semi-opaque shades and massive leather booths that could swallow me up whole.

But my eyes were naturally drawn to the center of the room, the mingling station at the bar. Housed behind the counter was an eight-foot tall rack with rows and rows of assorted bottles and a gargantuan, crystal chandelier illuminated the entire island. Let me repeat. There was a fucking *chandelier* in the middle of this bar. Read more »

Timebenders 2: Channel-Surfing, Chapter 4 [timestop nc fondling mast mf]

For someone with superpowers, Jeremy was having kind of a disappointing day. First he’d been disappointed at the banks; after running all over the place he’d only been able to fill one tote bag with cash. Clearly, buying a house in the country was out of the question. Maybe he could rent a storage unit?
Then there was the thing with Suzie. Why had she been crying? Jeremy had waited behind the curtain, but nothing else had happened. After a few minutes, Rachel had knocked on the door to check on her, so Suzie dried her eyes and left. Jeremy had to sneak out after that; several of the others had felt a sudden need to line up for showers.
Jeremy walked for a long time, lost in thought. He kept time stopped, figuring the less time he left Petra bound and gagged the better it would be for everyone. Besides, the silence helped him to think.
He was considering finding a condemned warehouse or something, although he had no idea how to do that, when he looked up and found himself standing in the middle of a used car lot. A used car lot full of old RVs.
Maybe, he thought, this day wasn’t so disappointing after all. Read more »

[MF] Fucking a manic pixie dream girl right after she finished her set.

I pushed my hands into my pocket, and with the toe of my shoe kicked a little rock around on the asphalt. I could feel my dick beginning to pulse, as if it knew that twenty minutes later I’d be deep in her throat, her eyes watering, mascara running down her cheeks as she gagged on me like it could bring her eternal life. I looked up and smiled.

“I um,” she smiled and then quickly looked at my pathetic attempt to hide my erection “I um, you know this isn’t something I do a lot.”

I laughed, “yeah,” I said “I was just planning on going on a bike ride.”

There was a chill in the early summer air and the street light above us had begun to flicker on. The garage door of her condo was open and emitted a soft light against the damp, quickly darkening air. It was one of those old, pre-LED bulbs, all yellow and warm and homey as fuck. And I realized how lonely I had been the last two months. How much I wanted, maybe even needed a connection, right there, with her. At that moment, and maybe because I’m a pussy, or broken, or helplessly fucked up, but right then I wanted to be in love with her. I want to be in love with her black framed glasses, and her story about the time she spit on a moose, and her phantom tollbooth tattoo on right thigh, just below the hem of her tight, ripped jeans shorts. Read more »

Forbidden Love, Watersports [M] [F] [anal] [fist]

FORBIDDEN LOVE, GOLDEN SHOWERS, AND FACE FUCKING

I want a woman I do not know. Well, we’re Facebook friends in that roundabout way. A mutual friend posted something that we both commented on. We got into a lengthy chat. I friended her. She accepted. From then on, we had this one little inside joke about always wanting a Big Mac cheat meal for dinner. One day she posted an article she’d written. I’m a journalist and I often need contributors, so I messaged her. We got to talking and she ended up contributing a few articles.

Her articles were great. She was beautiful. She was also married and had children. And I had a partner. I’d say girlfriend, but she always got upset with that word and since I wasn’t the marrying type, we compromised on “partner.”

One day, this “friend” posted something on Facebook about depression and anxiety. I could relate. We got to talking. She said her marriage was in big time trouble. They’d just grown apart. Things weren’t going the way she had wanted and so, in order to be clear headed, she decided to visit a therapist to decide if a divorce was best. Read more »

Cabana Girl Confession [fMF][oral][sex club]

Eight weeks ago, I took the job of cabana girl at a members only sex club in a mansion outside of Miami. I found that I get tips when I part my hair down the middle and tie it off into two pigtails of champagne blonde reminiscent of a little girl’s pigtails. Raspberry glossed lips. Legs that go on forever in clear Lucite heels. Men love it.

In a bright pink bikini, my behind covered with a sheer floral sarong wrapped around my waist, I went about my afternoon outside on my assigned pool duty. Such an easy job. Provide drink service, make sure fresh towels are stacked on a table beside the pool, and collect trash and used glasses. On occasion, rub sun tan oil on a back which I did with a soothing massage. Read more »

Downing Abbey – Chapter 4

(Lucas)

Eight long hours after a hurried lunch of a Subway BMT, the pile of Simco files seemed taller than when I began. I rubbed my temples and grunted. Steve finally brought me my cup of joe – though two months in and he still doesn’t know I don’t take cream – but it didn’t look promising for my plan to get home before sunset. Dropping my man-pride, I fumbled with my phone to send out an SOS, which didn’t get through the first ring before Chris picked up. ‘I have one minute. What is it?’

We nicknamed Chris “Captain America” because of his ability to lead and inability to stop working. He made sure that every task on the agenda got cleared, even if that meant running Jacob, Jillian, and I into the ground to do so. While Jacob brought amazing publicity for the firm and Jillian made sure everyone was on schedule, Chris was the right Brimstone at the helm.

‘I’m literally drowning here in Simco. Do you have anyone capable I could borrow?’ I moaned into the dead air. Read more »

The tutor and the student [FM]

So during my junior year of college, I began tutoring this guy in accounting. We were the same age but he dwarfed me in size, he was 6’4” and 220lbs of pure muscle. Every Tuesday and Thursday, we would meet in my college’s business school around 9 p.m. and go over his homework, discussing any new material and concepts that were confusing. The first time we met, he had just come from football practice and was sweaty and disheveled. I was instantly aroused, the sight and smell of him appealing to my most carnal desires. I was strangely turned on by the power dynamic. Even though I was half his size, I had control of the sessions and could steer the conversation anyway I liked.

Anyways, gradually our sessions became longer and longer, we often stayed after to chat about life and anything and everything. He was so easy to talk to and made me laugh like no one else. Now, I knew he secretly checked me out. Granted I always rushed to our sessions from the gym, donned in tight leggings that clung my ass. I could feel his eyes on me as I mapped something out on the white board or reached over to use his laptop. Read more »

(request) [fm]/[ffm] Her first time anal

I’m looking for a first time anal experience from her point of view, so I’m looking forward for someone with some personal anal experience. It can be done any way it feels right to you. It can be pair with any kinks you please, I’m fairly open.

Some starting kinks I’ve thought of already for this are anal raping (consentual or CNC), humiliation, public fucking, gentle, romantic, furry (full on outfits or maybe we met at a sexy costume party, or we pick up a butt plug tail and matching mask), gaping (let’s see how much we can stretch you out of the box, willingly or not), fisting, insertion, orgy (another woman? Another man? First time anal party w/multiple girls 1 or 2 guys, come pop your anal cherry), femdom, etc…. The list goes on forever.

I’m into almost everything except for scat/watersports, incest, but anything, absolutely anything else is a possibility. Maybe you know a kink I don’t, so please incorporate your personal preference if you choose.

Thank you for reading! I hope to hear from you!