Requested by a Redditor: Sasha’s Submission [FMMMMMMM][Probably some more Ms][BDSM][Gangbang][reluc][mdom][huml][oral][anal]

Finally got my ass in gear and got to work writing this. A request for a redditor, here's hoping they enjoy it. It's been a fucky month, but I'm back in the game. I would love any and all feedback from you lovely people! The full story can be found here. Thanks for reading!


Sasha blinked at the bathroom mirror. The harsh lights gave her smooth, olive skin a harsher, waxier complexion. The woman in the mirror vaguely resembled a ghost dumped in paint–But I l don’t look like that in decent light, Sasha reminded herself. She sighed and checked her phone for the thousandth time, immediately shoving it back into her pocket when it came up blank. As it hit the bottom of her pocket, it finally buzzed. Sasha yanked the phone back out of her pocket and pumped her fist as Jake’s name lit up the screen. Her face burned as she read (and reread) his message.

“I’m finally home. It’s been too damn long. I have a surprise waiting for you tonight. ;)” Sasha shivered, the shaking spreading from the core of her back to the tips of her fingers. The screen reflected her dark brown as eyes as she replied, thumbs flying over the keyboard.

A Meeting of Redditors (Part 6) [MF – Oral]

It's been a long time since this story began, so here are links to all the various parts to get you up to speed. Thanks for reading! :)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

…Continued from Part 5…


For a moment, I close my eyes and experience you only through the sensations you're leaving on my naked skin; the immediate chill of your saliva as your mouth pulls back from my shoulder, the insistent warmth of your pussy as it grinds hard along the ridge of my shaft, the lukewarm wetness of my precum as it pools upon my abdomen. The sum total is sending me into shivers and heat waves all at once.

Suddenly, my hips buck in response to your presence. Not subtly or sensually, but violently. It's an uncontrollable, instinctive twitch that launches you upward. But you won't let go. You catch yourself gracefully above me and grind back down with the skill of a rodeo pro. I feel your mouth curve into a smile and feel you laugh into the deep cleft of my chest, and you say with a lurid growl, "Do that again…"

[MF]Dirty Pen Pals Success Story: High Stakes [Collab, mild Mdom, Seduction]

So I had a wonderful little virtual-tryst with a lady from the dirty pen pals sub- the absolutely ravishing /u/just_another_nemo

This was in response to a prompt on dirty pen pals- and it became quite entertaining. Hope you guys like it too!

There are some inconsistencies here and there, but I'm sure everyone can deal with it. We were horny guys. :D

I grab the drink order from the bar, placing it carefully on my black tray. Manhattan. I sigh, my feet are killing me, and the bars in my corseted top are digging into my sides. I walk over to the high-stakes table and lean slightly over your shoulder, placing a napkin at the edge of the table and then drink you ordered. "Enjoy" I sensually whisper as my fringed skirt whirls around. I look at the clock, 20 more minutes. Only a few moments later you flag me over once again, "Yes, sir, what can I do for you?" You don't respond, I can't read your face behind the dark sunglasses displaying your poker face. You hand me a folded $100 bill and say nothing. "Thank you, sir, It's been my pleasure serving you." I bow my head and turn towards the bar. I look at the Benjamin bill, tucked inside is a room key with a simple message, "Don't play coy."

[M/F] Theater class

Im bored as fuck right now. Seriously. And I really really wanted to fuck this girl in college. Portions of this are true. A lot is fiction. Anyway… here goes…

I first heard Leigh sing in freshman year. She was a chubby girl with lungs like air balloons and a range that surprised just about everyone in class. During class breaks, id sit outside with her and the other juniors. Watching them smoke cigarettes and dance in the courtyard. The sun always turned her red hair into a dark brown.

The first time we spoke was back stage at a show. I rushed back stage between scenes for a costume change. When I couldnt find my pants, Leigh fished them out from behind a crate of props. I dusted them off and said thanks.

She took a look at my boxers, I saw her eyes scan my bulge. "No," Leigh said, "thank you."

Then I was back out in the limelight. Twice I caught her watching me when I had the chance to look over at the wings.

Voluptuous Indian Cousin Blackmail (Chapter 4) [MF][blkmail]

Arun looked in the mirror at Narindra. She is looking down at the floor. Defeated? Disgusted? He didn't care. She is half-naked now and he turns her round to face him and proceeds to kiss and caress her breasts. He starts from the top of each one, kissing the soft tender bumps gently and then sucking and licking on each pink nipple until he felt it harden. Her areola are on the largish side and that turns him on even more. He lifts each breast careful and continues the licking and kissing underneath – it is a sensitive, possibly ticklish, spot for her and she gasps at each lick. Arun returns to those amazing pink "nips" and starts sucking them harder and more noisily – like a pig in a trough. "Narindra, is milk being served today? I love the organic brand." he remarks. He then sits on the bed so his face is about level with her tender breasts and while pushing them together, gently bites on both nipples. "Ufff… owww…" she says quietly and Arun releases the tasty treats in response. But he isn't done with this fine pair just yet though and buries his face between them kissing and licking and generally depositing lots of saliva in this sacred barren valley between two hills.

Sarah’s seduction [MF] [Wife]

Hey. Thinking about you. Your dress looks amazing today. It's hot. xx

Sarah sighed with annoyance and put her mobile phone back into her bag. Dan had not stopped harassing her ever since he had gotten her phone number from the company records.

He was a nice guy, quite handsome in a rugged, masculine way. He had a sharp jaw and wide shoulders that hinted at a sporty past. The first time they had met, Sarah blushed without realising and mumbled a greeting. That was where it had started, really. Dan saw her shyness and it had captivated him. He had to have her. To see Sarah's face and chest covered in thick ropes of his milky cum as she knelt before him was his newest goal in life.

After all, what was better than fucking a married woman?

For her part, Sarah stoically maintained she was not interested in Dan. She had a husband at home to think about. She was happy. Her husband was loving and caring and all she needed.

Fuck, Dan was hot though. Annoying and persistent, but hot.

Nope. It would not do to think about that.

The Safe Word (Light BDSM)

I love reading the stories posted here, so I thought I'd contribute. Let me know what you think!

The Safe Word (Light BDSM)

Raina had driven from her dorm to this unfamiliar part of town because she wanted to try something new, and as she stepped out of her car, she reminded herself again that even though the whole weekend was blocked out for this “adventure,” it was all her idea and she could back out at any time.

“Just say the ‘safe word’ and everything ends,” she repeated to herself.

For as long as she had even known about sex, the shy, pretty coed had had shameful sexual fantasies. Alone in her room late at night, she dreamed of a faceless man taking total control of her, bringing out her hidden desires, tying her up, “forcing” her to do all the nasty, naughty things she knew she would love… but she was a nice girl, with nice friends and a nice family, so she was embarrassed to tell anyone about her secret desires. No one on earth knew how badly she needed to get fucked hard and dirty, how her pussy dripped when she even thought of a strong man taking control of her… But she decided on her 22nd birthday that the time had come to see what would happen if she actually lived out her secret desires. She was brave a few minutes ago, safe in her car, but now, as she closed the door behind her and made her way down the dark street, she was wondering if this had been such a good idea.

Wake Up [fm, bondage, facesitting]

Somewhere in between dreams I heard the shower start.

Opening my eyes some time later I found myself bathed in gray light coming through white linen curtains. Then I watched the naked legs of a woman in a towel walking back and forth in front of me as I laid on my side trying to decide whether I was awake or not. Occasionally those legs were followed by a nervous black cat who batted at the towel.

There were the distant smells of soap, shampoo, perfume, and all those sweet feminine scents I associated with her.

For a few moments sleep took me again, like an undertow dragging me into the waves.

Seconds or minutes or hours later I awoke with a start and sensed her near. She was far less nervous than the cat.

There was something remarkable about the transformation that took place when she took off her clothes. In the street she put so much thought into her style; her glasses, her stompy boots, her fishnets, and her leather. Buttons on her messenger bag proclaimed various affiliations; political, musical, sexual, and comic. From sarcastic t-shirts to exposed garter belts every detail told a story.

Ivy (batman/poison ivy, MF) Open to ideas

Wrote this one overnight on my iphone while laying in bed, so it is subpar. I am open to constructive criticism, ideas of things to lose or add.

Ivy.

She's sitting pretty on the giant flower petal, Ivy, twisting and wriggling, waiting. She knows she's done something bad… On purpose.. All for one reason. The chase, the thrill, the capture. Her trophy, a petite little miss, dangling a story above her head in a bird cage like box, swinging just so slightly. The bait, the trophy, has given up calling for help, given up bargaining and pleading. She just stands and waits, and swings now.

Ivy can't help but look up, sneak little peeks up the trophy's skirt. Waiting to be punished, becoming impatient, Ivy's luscious red locks float over her engorged breasts, rising and falling as she breathes heavily. She considers lowering the cage, seducing this little woman, but it is so unlikely she will cooperate. Instead, she lays back, spreads her legs and rubs her pussy firmly through her green leggings, hoping the tiny woman sees… Watches. She can feel wetness slowly making it's way through the fabric. She wants to cum so terribly, but not alone, not this time. She slows her rubbing to a light tease and stares up at her trophy, waiting to make eye contact.