She studied her handiwork as she approached the bed wearing nothing but an 8 inch cock. His legs were held apart by ropes at his ankles and his wrists were bound above his head. The thought of what was to come aroused her greatly. "Are you comfortable?" She asked as she climbed onto the bed. Not that she really cared but because it seemed like the right thing to say. Tonight was her turn to be in charge, her turn to dictate the activity, the positions, the pace, to feel the power that comes with control and she planned to make the most of it.
Tag: Fisting
Drink Unattended – First go at this. Feedback appreciated. BDSM story.
Author notes: I've been wanting to try my hand at writing for awhile now The only thing that really holds my attention however is porn so I figured, why not give erotica a shot. I've been working on this three nights now. I'm dyslexic so it's difficult to catch misspellings and other mistakes at times. Apologies in advance. Thanks for reading. Hope you get a good fap out of this. Feedback is greatly appreciated. Thanks!
Edit: Correct some mistakes and made some changes.
*DRINK UNATTENDED
Chapter One
Wake up, wake up, wake up…
Penny’s dream faded as she drift back into consciousness. Her head was pounding. Her body, tender and sore. She lie there, piecing together memories of the night before. It was hopeless. Blackouts were common. Her drinking the cause. She had a problem. She needed help. I’ll start tomorrow, she’d tell herself.
The moment of clarity between now and the next drink was always the worst. She ached with shame and embarrassment. She groaned aloud, wallowing in self-pity. Where did she go? What did she do? How did she get home?
How did I get home, she thought?
The Trail [MFF] [Voy] [Bi]
Stepping out on the trail head, he shifts his backpack, and starts off. He had been meaning to do some hiking for some time now, but between work and school, had not found the time. Now he has the weekend off, a thirty-pound pack, and plenty of water bottles and energy bars to last a few hours on the trail.
He set his iPod on shuffle and let his mind wander as he hiked.
After an hour, he had worked up a good sweat and decides to stop at the halfway point in the trail. There was a shelter set back 80 feet from the trail to allow hikers to rest without being too near the path. Walking towards it, he heard a sound from the shelter like a woman moaning.
Taking off his headphones and setting down his pack, he edges closer, listening intently, certain he had only imagined it. Sure enough, the only noises were silence, a breeze through the trees, and the birds singing.
Then suddenly, "Aahh!"
There it was again, louder and more insistent. As he drew closer, he could hear what sounds like a stuttering breath of a girl, and muffled hum.
A Fun challenge on nudist beach[MF][Str8][CFNM][exh][Fdom] my wife loved this story.[OC]
"So Nita, what's the secret? how do you keep Manuel so energetic?" Dana asked.
It was a cool, breezy morning on the beach. They were sitting on beach towels under striped umbrellas. This was the nudist section of the beach, but the ladies were dressed in tiny bikinis. On Nita, it did not leave much to imagination. She still looked hot in spite of having had a baby some months back. With those ample bosoms and butts, she was a view to devour. She was vacationing with her hasband Manuel. She had met Dana just some time back and they had hit it off. Manuel had gone to get some ice creams, Dana was still waiting for her boyfriend to join her.That guy was late.
"You know, he seems like an eager boy still, when you say that you have been married for 6 years now. Whats the secret? You have to tell me!" Dana probed again. "Well, its better to show you." Nita said with a mischevious smile. They both saw Manuel was almost back. He had ice creams on both hands. He was wearing only a beach towel.
A Pair of Ponies – part 2 [Fdom] [Msub+] [petplay]
Mistress took her leave, turning to find her way through the masses and back to her stables. “SLOWER, I want to see that arse working.” Madam called out to her over the sounds of the fair. A cheeky smile of thanks and embarrassment exploding across her face, as she slowed a little and let her hips show her wears through the latex catsuit.
She did not go straight back to the stables, instead doing a lap of the fair looking for a treat for Bitch. As she approached the stables, the crowd had broken down to a few onlookers. Bitch was sitting by the entrance, leaning on the stall divider. Taking note of her two ponies, both were now adorned with pure white bandages neatly wound around their forearms and lower legs.
“Good Bitch,” He sat up straight at her praise. “I have a treat for you.” She walked passed him and motioned him to follow. She lead her pup around the side of the stables to where she had set up his water bowl. Releasing the straps holding his leather muzzle she gently pulled it from his chin, the fixed rubber gag escaping his mouth. He flexed his jaw, enjoying his moment of freedom and regaining some of the lost feelings.
A Pair of Ponies – part 1 [Fdom] [Msub+] [petplay]
Three text messages went out instantaneously, each to their own eager recipient. Short and straight to the point they all informed almost the same things, the three recipients were all required by their Mistress to attend an as yet unknown event. Each of the three male submissives were ordered to be available for a specific day to serve their shared Mistress, none of them knowing that the other two had also received her summons. They all knew of each other and at times had even met and had sessions together under their Mistress, but they all had their own special one on one relationships with her.
She loved each of them in turn as only a Domme could. They all had somewhat similar wants and needs that attracted her desires, but by having the three of them, she could specialise play for each of them depending on her needs. She could also then give each of them enough and push their limits, yet still have another one ready for some play, keeping them all in a constant state of wanting to please her. Her planning had been long and thorough, the messages were nothing more than another link in the chain. She was out to not only give all three of them the day of their lives, but to show her peers the love she had gained from her trio of pets.
My Sister Masturbated Me For Years But I Was Too Naive To Enjoy It [inc][nc]
When I was older I realised what she had been doing to me and I cursed myself for not making the most of it…
I was in 9th grade and my sister was a year older than me. Our rooms were adjacent and shared a common bathroom so we could easily walk across to each other's rooms to hang out. Every night, we used to sit on my bed and talk or play until I was tired and fell asleep. I was a late bloomer and was still sexually unaware. I used to get innocent erections that frequently rose and subsided. Sometimes I lay down to sleep with a full erection pushing up my pyjamas. I thought nothing of it whenever my sister looked at my pointed pyjamas and smiled.
[MMMF][Fantasy][Temperature play] Playing With Fire
Finally, a gangbang (or a foursome, depending on semantics) where the lady's in charge. The full story can be found here. Thanks for reading! I am immeasurably grateful for any and all feedback.
“So, what do you say?” Azar stared expectantly into his face, eyes wide and shining with excitement. Across from her, the young merchant twirled his fork over his plate, avoiding her eyes. His long, blonde hair glinted in the sunlight. Scattered around them, other couples sat at other tables. Their light, idle chatter floated over the castle courtyard. Banners fluttered on the battlements, on the tents in the courtyard, and the keep, colors dancing in the wind.
Every few minutes, a passing guard would waver on his route and take a deep breath, inhaling as if trying to absorb the cafe’s sights and smells. Each guard would carry on after a moment, green with envy. They ignored the rumbling in their stomachs and knowledge that cold bread and oily stew were the only rewards waiting for them. Instead, they doggedly continued their patrols, staring with keen eyes and sharp glares at the forest outside the castle walls. Azar watched them pass, one, two, three, as his silence stretched on. And on.
Her Request — Femdom story ahoy!
Her request seemed pretty ridiculous at first, but I went through with it.
I’m 6’2” tall, 200 pounds, and my tiny girlfriend Maya comes up to about my chest. She’s Filipino, sort of shy and reserved. We been dating for 6 months or so, and our sex life was definitely good.
She loved getting down on her knees and giving me head, and I loved shooting my cum all over her face and down her throat… but we always did what I wanted, until the night I asked if there was anything she wanted to do sexually that we hadn’t tried. You know, like a fantasy…
"So, What is it you want to try?" I asked finally.
She shook her head, too embarrassed to tell me.
"Well, if you ever change your mind, I just want you to know I’ll do it. Whatever it is, I’ll do it."
I forgot about the conversation all together until I got an email at work a few weeks later.
"Eric," It read. "You will come to my apartment at 6PM tonight to fulfill my fantasy. The door will be unlocked. Enter the bathroom and await further instructions." Weird, definitely. But, hey, I told her I’d do anything, and I was going to go through with it.
GRO Part 7 – Jeni and Bella go shopping [Str8, Mf, huml, oral, prost]
After leaving Adam’s house, Jeni and Bella had gone to the mall. The first order of business was to replace their borrowed clothing. Bella’s improvised shirt-dress looked almost chic, but Jeni looked like a dyke – although that wasn’t a completely inaccurate description, given her recent activities.
But Jeni was a girly-girl at heart and yearned for more feminine attire. She also had a strong desire to deck little Bella and herself out in some clothes befitting two burgeoning sluts.
For Bella, Jeni has chosen the punk/goth clothing store. Soon she had the little latina decked out in black tank top, thigh high fishnets and a red and black plaid schoolgirl skirt. They also found her some calf-high lace-up boots with a four-inch spike heel. Dark red lipstick, black eye-liner and a spiked bondage collar completed the look. They didn’t choose any panties for her, though, so if she bent over in the skirt her ass was plainly visible – both girls agreed this was perfect.