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Getting Ready [Daddy/sub] [Bdsm] [Mf]

The alarm on my phone goes off. The smile on my face widens into a grin and my manicured nail clicks on the screen as I turn it off. The alarm is a precaution Daddy likes me to use, but I don’t need it. I’m always aware of the time on Mondays. Mondays are the day he comes to see me.

I have 15 minutes left to get ready. I’ve already showered and brushed my teeth, I just need to get dressed and braid my hair. My bedroom door creaks when I close it behind me and I make a mental note to ask Daddy for help fixing it. The cool autumn air from my open window makes me shiver both with a chill and with anticipation. Goosebumps creep down my arms and my nipples tingle and harden.

I open my top drawer and take out the garments he sent me for today. A silk tank and matching panties. The ivory color of the silk matches my pale skin perfectly. I slide on the panties, the scratchy lace waistband prickles my skin but I know they won’t be on for very long. I lift my arms and the tank top flutters down and drapes lightly over my breasts. The smooth fabric almost feels rough on my skin, which is ultra sensitive from excitement. Read more »

My first spanking [MF]

Shortly after I started college, I hooked up with a slightly older guy (mid-20s – he celebrated his 26th or 27th birthday that year) who lived in the same building as I did. I met him when I moved in; he helped my roommate and me with the move, and we all hung out together from time to time. And a little later, he and I got to know each other much better. We dated, and he became one of my formative sexual experiences. He introduced me to a lot of new stuff, especially kinky stuff and finding out that there was more to sex than blowjobs and missionary or doggy was an excellent experience for me. Not only that, I had bad boyfriends during high school, and he helped me get over those experiences.

We started exploring kink very slowly; I started out with learning about safewords, then some D/s play, rough sex, and he gradually introduced new things to me. We would always talk about what was going to happen, and afterwards, we would discuss what I felt, what I got from the session, where we could improve, etc. It was good to talk like that; it gave us both the chance to let the other know if we were getting what we wanted. It’s something I have taken forward in all the relationships I have had since my time with him. Read more »

A Playboy Husband and My Gorgeous Friend

After introducing my husband to my gorgeous friend, I never knew that things would pan out the way they did. Dylan and I met at a networking function. Our first date was on his yacht and on the second, he whisked me away on a private jet to Cape Town for a weekend expedition.

He had thick brown hair, a fit body, money and oozed charm. Mom and dad hadn’t even met him when they begged me to marry him. I was thirty and hadn’t had a boyfriend my entire life. They were worried that I would be single until death, and the thought of never having grandchildren frightened them. The last thing I wanted to do was disappoint my Christian parents after they put me through university while barely scraping by and providing everything they could to ensure that I was happy. The least I could do was give them what they wanted.

We returned home after a two-week honeymoon in Monaco. “Babe, I have to go fetch Leah from the airport. We’ll be back in an hour or so,” I said.

“No problem. I’ll see you two later.” Read more »

Amnesia Was The Best Thing To Happen To My GF [F/F][M/F] Part 35

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*** Alana ***

These fucking bitches. These god damn bitches. They got ahead of me with servicing Chris and his needs during “stress relief” and him and Bella even managed to find something special together! I feel left out. I want in on the fun! I want to be fucked somewhere unfamiliar! I want a line of women looking at me with envy and disgust!

So Rox and Izz are both just talking about what they did, about the fun they had over at Chris work. I feel left out, probably because I am left out! That motherfucker hasn’t texted me for my turn yet, and I am not happy!

When Chris left for work this morning, he gave each of us a good-bye kiss. A quick peck on the lips, but I didn’t want to give him his. He looked at me and he just left. I am so pissed off, so pissed off! How dare he. How fucking dare he exclude me!

I hear my phone chime and it’s him! “1230” was all the text says. Is it the time? I think its the time. That’s a little after noon, should I bring him lunch too? I should, I really should. Burrito maybe? Yeah, I think that’ll do. Read more »

The First Snow (M/M)

I had returned home for the Christmas holiday season to spend time with family and friends. This time of course involved a trip home to my former high school. I had enjoyed high school for the most part, and loved to support the school whenever I could, be it through a small donation of money or my time and services. There were many great options.

As I pulled up to the school for the girls sporting event that night I was greeted by an old friend who was there to watch the game. “Hi” he said nervously, looking down at his shoes a bit. I asked him how he was doing, and he responded “I’m alright”. We traded niceties back and forth for a few minutes before heading in to watch the game.

This man was several years younger than me, and I had met him through an extracurricular during my sophomore year. Time went on and as more of the underclassmen got to know me, so did he. He was now a Senior and eighteen years old, and damn did he look fine. While we hadn’t grown very tall, he had taken on the perfect form of a twink save for some mustache hair on his face that almost looked like peach fuzz. He was wearing tight grey jogger pants and I definitely did not regret getting a chance to look at his firmly shaped ass on the way in thanks to the joggers, which were defined in all the right places without a doubt. Read more »

Moved to a small town and met a nympho high school senior [F]…

Her name was Ana and she was a high school senior in the small town I’d moved to. She was the quintessential wholesome, daddy’s girl, at least from the outside. She was petite, with a round ass, and tits that never failed to turn heads. Her standout feature was her red hair, and of course the little sun freckles on her cheeks.

It was summer, and this small town happened to be on the beach. That meant the near daily temptation of tanned skin and tight fitting bikinis. Ana regularly hit it out of the park in both regards, and I was a lucky ass beach patron who got to look on and dream.

Now not long after moving, and having seen her around town, we matched on tinder. Maybe not the smartest move in a tight-knit community, but fuck it, I had needs.

Like I said, I assumed she was probably a prude, and that this would be a war of attrition, or absolutely fruitless. I was completely fucking wrong. Read more »

Jerking off a virgin at the Massage Parlor [F18][OC]

“Jenn! Room three!” Galina barked in the break room.

Walking into the room, Jenn saw a boy right around her age. He was incredibly short and skinny with worried eyes and a bad haircut. He was also fully dressed, yet his hair was wet.

“Did you already shower?”

“Yes, yes I did,” he nervously replied.

“But then you put your clothes back on?” Jenn questioned.

“I wasn’t sure… so I… umm… I – ”

Another complete newbie! Jenn moaned in her head, then resigned herself to wear her kindest smile and drag this poor young man across the finish line.

“Ok… well, sweetheart, what is your name?”

“Umm… I don’t think I should – ”

“Tommy… your name is Tommy. Why don’t you take your clothes off and get on the table?”

“Ok….”

“Are you from around here, Tommy?”

“Yeah, I’m a freshman at the University,” he whispered, as if it were a secret.

“Is this your first time here?”

“Yes.”

“Ok, take off your clothes and I’m going to be very gentle with you, ok?” Read more »

I [M] met my match in a small town high school girl [F18]

This story takes place a number of years ago when I was an absolute sucker for corrupting anyone that society perceived as being “perfect.” In this particular case, I could not have been more wrong.

Ella was doing her victory lap, and had just turned 18. She was petite, but endowed with not only perfectly round tits, but an ass that never failed to turn heads. The kicker for me was her red hair. In my experience, red hair has always been an indicator for a total freak. And me, being a hopeless romantic, needed to find out.

Now Ella enjoyed giving off a prim and proper demeanour. She came from a good family, and her Instagram was the classic “good girl,” light and airy bullshit. We live in a small town, and since I had just moved there, tinder seemed like a safe option.

We matched on day one, and I got to work. We went through the usual motions, light flirting, etc. The flood gates finally opened one night when we finally made the move Snapchat. Read more »