Ate out my in-law in the bathroom [FF] [MILF] [cunnilingus].

This happened a while ago but I still touch myself thinking about it every now and then. It was at my sister’s wedding rehearsal dinner; I already met my new brother-in-law and his family a couple times before then.

They’re a handsome family I’ll admit, but my eyes were always drawn to his (blessedly single) mother. She was in her fifties with crow’s feet, deep laugh lines, and piercingly blue eyes. She always dressed pretty conservatively but even with the layers of sweaters and jeans she had on, I could tell by the outline of her bust and hips that she had a rocking body underneath. In fact, there was this one time I was helping her prepare this huge dinner to get to know the new family. I was trying to reach for the flour on top of the fridge, but I’m a solid five feet even with shoes on. She must have heard me struggling because the next thing I knew, I felt a pair of soft, plush pillows on my back as she reached up from behind me to grab the ingredients herself, her hand resting on my hip for balance. My neck was heating up by the time I turned around; she only had a couple inches on me but her presence was huge when she smirked down at me.

A Ski Trip With Another Couple [FFMM]

Hello! For those that have asked, I’m still working on Part 2 of the Blair story. I’m on rewrite #3 😅. This is something I put together to try and work through some of the writer’s block I was feeling with that story. Let me know if you have suggestions for future stories!

Alana always got what she wanted, and for a brief period in our lives she wanted me. I wasn’t quite sure why; it wasn’t as if I were exceptionally good looking or adept at anything. I was pretty normal, all things considered. Frankly, she was out of my league.

I knew I wasn’t in control either. She wore the pants in the relationship from day one. My mind and body were bound to her desires, yoked to her whim, whatever it was on any given day. Even in those brief moments when I felt like defying her, I could not muster the courage to go through with it, overwhelmed by my own lust and desire to please. Alana was my master..

Bored at Christmas [MF]

Posted this one on another subreddit a while ago, but thought it would fit better here.

It’s about 10 pm on a Saturday evening, and I’m bored and kinda lonely. I’ve been back at my parents house for about a week, since it’s Christmas time, and at this point we’re kinda talked out. On top of that there’s a curfew in place these days, due to the pandemic, so there’s no way to go out and meet people either, and it’s not really time to sleep yet since I got up really late today. I let out a long, flat sigh and let myself fall onto my old bed.

The worst thing of all is probably that, since I’m in my old hometown, I haven’t seen my girlfriend in a week, and honestly I’m becoming horny as hell. Today I was trying to get some work done for college, but it was absolutely no use – anytime I would settle down to try and read something, my thoughts would immediately go to different, more pleasurable activities. I’m guessing it’s due to habits, or withdrawal more like; Kat and I usually have sex a couple of times a day, at least when we have a lot of free time.

“Dude’s” Cuckold Fantasy … Friday/Saturday with Petra [MF]

Backstory …..

This began when I got a message from “Dude” on Reddit, asking me to rate a couple photos of women, dressed, not nude. I told him to send a few and I’d see if I liked them well enough to comply. As things developed, the pictures were better than decent and we started messaging back and forth about two of the seven women (Petra and Anouk, both 6′ tall) and slender brunettes, from Denmark, where women look better than they have the right to look.

“Dude” started referencing his small dick and how he wished his GF Petra had a big dick to rail her. That’s where he assumes I am that big dick guy, and starts giving me tips about what gets him going, and what kind of closet slut she is, hidden under the veneer of a vivacious, but inexperienced lover. How committed she is to him, but she silently craves the big dick lover to dominate her. I thought about things and said to myself, “OK, let’s see where this goes.”

Notes …..

When a line begins with “Dude Responds”, what follows is a quote about the story from the man whose fantasy is to be cucked by his GF, Petra.

[M]arried man meets random guy in chat room, then meets him IRL with his girlfriend [F]or first bi experience

For whatever reason, at this particular age my sex drive has never been higher. Wife and I are on the outs, sex happens maybe every three months, and it’s vanilla and predictable. Over the past few months I’ve been finding women to chat/Snap/Telegram with and it’s really exciting. I’m tall & muscular and pretty well hung (7″ and thick). But it takes time to find an actual real Female sometimes, so I’ve been going to this one random chat room and jerking off with guys.

Never been bi-curious, but there are tons of married men who just like having a stroke together. It’s hot to hear someone say you have a great cock, and to hear them talk about how they want you to fuck their wife/gf etc. I’ve had some very cool jo sessions with very like minded people.

Several weeks ago I’m scrolling through trying to find someone cool and this dude pops up. Looks like he’s about my age (from the chest down, and I don’t show my face btw) and we start chatting while we’re jerking off. He immediately pulls up his phone and shows me pics and videos of him with his girl, it’s crazy hot and it makes me throbbing hard. We’re chatting and it turns out he’s in my city, maybe 7 miles away or so. Nervous af I ask if he’d ever consider meeting up, and without hesitation he says “Oh dude, why do you think I’m on here? I’d love to meet.”

How I [22F] became a sub/dom to a Reddit couple [FM]

In my first post I mentioned about how I used to have an old (since deleted) account similar to this one.

A year and a Reddit account ago, right before the pandemic began, I got to know a couple and shared plenty of fun with them over the course of a few months. In my first post I mentioned about how I used to have an old (since deleted) account similar to this one. Right after I began posting, and regularly posting, (sorry, this slut works a lot) I received a DM from a girl saying that her boyfriend accidentally left my account with my pictures up on a browser tab on her laptop.

Oops? But, not my fault??

She was into it. She had had an Irish coffee with her friend that day instead of going to classes, and decided to message me instead of ignoring it. Man, I got lucky. Soon enough, we were flirting throughout the day, getting to know one another.

Later that day, I received another message, it was her boyfriend, apologizing for getting caught but complimenting me on being the one he was caught looking at. I told him I didn’t mind and just as I was doing with his girlfriend, we began flirting, and soon enough we were trading pictures.

I let my friend grieve his break up inside me at a Halloween party. [F]

This Halloween I decided to finally go out to a party. I usually stay home and help my parents pass out candy. But I got an invitation from my friend and she beeeeggged me to go with her. Stacy would not let me stay home.

So, I put on a cheap cat costume (cliche I know!) and she came and picked me up.

On the ride over I started to get a little nervous. I agreed to go really quick, but what if I didn’t know anybody. What if I didn’t do my make up right and this was everyone’s first impression of me. I told her I was nervous, but she reassured me it was fine. She teased me and said “you look hot, you should totally go home with a guy”. I got red. I told her that wasn’t going to happen.

We struggled to find a place to park but we hurried to run inside. It was cold and we were both in skimpy outfits. I had cat ears and make up whiskers with a short skirt and a tank top. Stacy had gone with a sailor outfit that showed off her cleavage.

[M4A] How Could I Resist this Hot Girl? [Age Difference.]

Walking alone across the field behind the school on my way home I heard the sound of light feet on the grass catching me up. I glanced back to see Della Harding, one of my tutor group girls, clearly wanting to speak to me.
“Hi Mr. Blackburn. (puff). Can I walk home with you. I live at the other end of your street, you know.”
“Hello Della. Yes I know and of course it’s all right.”
“Mr Blackburn. I know you want to fuck me and it would be cool if you did. I have wanted to be fucked by you since years ago.”
“Della! You mustn’t talk to me like that. And you could get me into trouble for just not reporting you.”
“Oh! Mr Blackburn – you wouldn’t do that especially when you are dying to fuck me right now. I understand the way you look at me and I know that my appearance sends the boys in my class mad so it’s no different for you. You lost your girlfriend a year ago and a young hot girl who is sexually active and wants you like fuck – it would be crazy not to take me when I offer myself to you – no strings.”
“Jeez, Della! This isn’t’ fair. I may be your tutor but I’m a normal man too.”
“That’s the thing – you’re far better than a normal man and I am going to fuck you – one way or another, if it takes me ten years. When we get to your house, ask me in for a cup of tea and we can chat.”
I knew I was risking suicide but I admit that I couldn’t resist her naughty smile and luscious slim body and I told myself that it was just going to be a up of tea and ten minutes before she would be gone. We went indoors. I went to the kitchen while Della wandered over the house – even going upstairs whilst keeping up a conversation in a chatty voice.
“I’m just looking at the bed that you’re going to fuck me i first.”
“Come down for this tea.” I said hardly daring to speak for the sound of my heart beat and I had to take small steps because of the obvious woody that had sprung up.
“Look! You are stiff! Mr Blackburn. You need me now. (I know your name is Simon but I shall continue to call you Mr Blackburn. It sounds nice and naughty. I’m very much younger than you but I’m going to pretend to be younger still.” She giggled and sucked her thumb. “I’ll suck your cock if you like.”
Della, Dear. I said that I’m just a normal man so of course you are affecting me but in my position, I can’t allow that to change my mind. You are my student in my school and I mustn’t lay a finger on you.”
Why didn’t I throw her out? Because there were two of me, at least, in my head and the stronger one was, as Della said, gaging to have her.
“Couldn’t we just agree that eventually we are going to fuck.” There was a long pause. I stood up, turned three hundred and sixty degrees and sat down.
“Della.”
“Yes”
“Della! Are you sure about this? I’m going to lose my job.”
“No you won’t silly. I’m not going to tell anybody and so why would they find out?”
“God. I wasn’t expecting to be taking this giant leap today or any day.”
“Are you saying yes? Oh Jeez! I didn’t think it was going to be so easy. There you are! I said that you were gagging to have me. You’ve been sensible and allow your hormones and that bad boy in your pants overrule the stuffy school master and taken the opportunity of having some crazy sex with a sex kitten who wants to eat you. an we settle this and do it straight away. I’ll be ill in a minute if I don’t get a bit of cock action and an orgasm or two.”
“You have planned this?”
“Yup, for a year. Letts just have a bed cuddle and see where it goes. One of us might get cold feet Hahaha.”
We moved few feet at a time, me cupping her breasts, her touching my trouser bulge and tickling my neck. Arriving in the bedroom, Della said “Hold me loosely while I slip my uniform off”
“You’re not wearing uniform.”
“Shut up, Daddy, you’re trying to ruin it.”
In a few seconds Della was naked – me still fully dressed.
“Leave it! The first time your cock comes in me you must be in your full teaching day time clothes.”
I wrapped my arms round the World of agonisingly beautiful womanhood, fell with them onto my bed, rolled onto my back and impaled Della on my cock as The World wanted me to.

That time I ran into my ex-girlfriend on vacation, fulfilled her rape fantasy, and hit that aftercare hard. [MF] [Consensual non-consent] [CNC]

[The obligatory content warnings. While everything in this story is consensual, it involves two adults playing out a rape fantasy, and may bother some readers.]

I watched outside the sliding glass door of the ski chalet as Karnika stepped into her room. It was cold outside, and I was eager to get inside and warm up. Warm up inside of her: she wore a white bathrobe set off beautifully against her olive skin, tied carelessly at the waist and almost giving anyone spying on her a glimpse of her dusky breasts.

Here I was. I was going to rape her.

Let me back up. It’s not what you think.

The fact is, Karnika and I grew up together. We lived next door to each other from the time we were toddlers till… Well, forever. Our parents still live next door, and are close friends. As kids, we always played together, going over to one another’s houses constantly, having family barbecues weekly, walking to school together and doing homework in each other’s rooms.

As you might imagine, we drifted apart as we got older. There was nothing that really precipitated the drift. Well, there was ONE thing…

A Slave To My Girlfriend – Pt. 1

It had been almost a year since Daniel had been a slave to his girlfriend, Chloe.

It started so simply, the two of them talking about kinks and laughing about their shared desires. Laying in bed, Chloe cuddled in his arms, she admitted that she had always fantasized about having control over a man. Once high school sweethearts and best friends, the couple they once were almost didn’t exist at all anymore. Daniels mind thought back to that day.

Chloe in his arms, the two of them laying in bed after a day of drinking which had brought out a new level of honesty in his once shy girlfriend.

“So this one is a little embarrassing, but I’ve always wanted to be able to control a man. Like in a dominating kind of way. Nothing crazy, just telling him what to do during sex.” Chloe blushed, wondering if she’d gone too far.

“Haha yeah? Like telling me to eat your pussy?” Daniel asked.

“Well yes… but also lots of stuff! Like he’d still be my boyfriend and we’d love eachother, but I’d tell him what to do sexually. I’d get to relax while he served me a drink and then got on his knees to kiss my feet.” She blushed even harder, her cheeks turning red at the thought.