Mom and the Police Officer P2 [MF] [MDom] [Humiliation] [Public] [Incest]

WARNING

THIS IS GRAPHIC MATERIAL MEANT FOR AGES 18 AND ABOVE. CONTAINS FETISHES: STRIP SEARCH, BLACKMAIL, INCEST, NON-CON, FORCED TO STRIP, FORCED EXHIBITIONISM, HUMILIATION, EMBARRASSMENT, ABUSE OF AUTHORITY.  ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

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**Ch.1**

***Parker***

Life was normal. Dad returned from his business trip and the incident between mom and the police officer was never mentioned. Oddly enough, Carl and I didn’t talk much about it either. The school was abuzz the next day as the rumors flew. And then that talk stopped too. It was as if everyone felt the ordeal to be a bit too real, maybe a bit too tragic, to discuss it openly.

Mom was clearly shaken up. She remained that way for about a week. Dad noticed but mom shrugged it off as an “odd mood.” It wasn’t like there was really any behavior change in her. She just remained more subdued than normal. Her outfits changed too.

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 8 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough, oral]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​ by DiscipleN ​ ​

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​
​ ​

Chapter 8

Tommy grabbed his prick and fought its urge to leap into his mother’s spread slit. What if she was dry? He would have to make her wet, somehow. Licking her pussy, like Robert had, wasn’t his style. He tested her hairy vulva with the tip of his desperate cock. He found moisture there, but maybe not enough. Sliding it up and down he found her inner hole quickly. Fucking from behind must be easier than his brother’s way. Tommy grinned for being smarter. Again, he felt wetness in the resisting entrance to his mother’s womb. At that point, his cock and brain were so hot, he no longer cared. He bucked his prick into the damp hole.

His mother shouted with all her voice. “AAAAAAAA!!!!” It’s too dry, Tommy!” The prick lodged halfway in her cunt.

[FF] [BDSM] When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 7) (Very long)

(TL;DR is in the comments)

*(Note for the softies):*

This is an obligatory “trigger warning” for “violence” depending on your own perceptions. Also, some detailed psychological trauma, but if you’ve read the other parts then it’s not much worse than that.)

*(Very long note to EVERYONE reading this):*

One of the real hearts of the matter that Part 7 focuses on is a very simple concept:
‘Consent.’

When it comes to sex, or any other action performed by an individual’s body that might effect another individual in some way, whether the final result of such an action is positive or negative, the most important thing is consent. This is true whether it’s violence and sex, theft or generosity, polite manners or rudeness, all the way up to the grander things like war or peace between groups of individuals. Whether that group is bonded as a faith, ideology, corporation or just a piece of land with some people on it that call themselves a nation, state, town, or community, individuals give one another consent that something should or should not happen. This is a key factor of human behavior on every scale of society. For example, sometimes people break laws, and then sometimes they are caught by authorities or sometimes no one else knows that anything happened at all.

[FF], When I was twenty two, I spent about a year as a financially compensated sex slave to a couple over twice my age. (Part 5)

**Part 5**

Once Henry had left the house Judith was there to help soothe Sweetie and I. The thing about Judith is that her libido was even stronger than Henry’s and she had been looking forward to getting some action with her newest plaything once she was home from work. Henry had foiled her hopes for such an evening because neither Sweetie or I were in any condition to please her. However, she was compassionate towards us and didn’t let on that she was disappointed that I wouldn’t be able to perform for a while. I knew I could take a lot, I was a pretty tough chick, but Henry had broken something inside me and my mind had gone numb from the shock of it all.

New Year’s Eve [mff]

During the Christmas break, I stayed at SD’s condo since dorms were closed for the holidays. This was a good thing for me, since I didn’t have a place to go and he got way more sex than usual. But I want to tell (and remember) what happened on NYE.

I was lying in his bed, texting my BFF who ended up getting dumped on Christmas and trying to get her to make the drive to come hang out with us that night. SD and I really didn’t have plans but drink some wine and eat, he would party, and we’d have insane amounts of sex. This is my BFF, the girl that I shared years of lesbian exploring with in the past. I knew if she came over, there would be a show. SD allows her to come over and she finally agrees to make the trip. One condition is that if she’s willing, he can have his way with her and I need to be completely submissive (and open to humiliation) for the evening. Fine by me!

I enthusiastically agreed to let the wife spend a few days in Las Vegas with a Stranger she met on pal talk, Sparked one of the best Sexual experiences for all three participants. [MFM]

I dont even know where to begin, there is so much to this story, My memory is kind of shot because Ive only slept about 10 hours in the last 5 days and even though the end to this story just happened a few short hours ago, it feels like a drunken haze, some of the details are already fuzzy in my mind.

Background: Im 30, my wife is 33 and we’ve been together very nearly every day since we first started dating almost 9 years ago. We have a house, two young children, shes an RN ( we met in nursing school, she finished and I flunked out and got my degree in something else) and Im a stockbroker. We both worked our way up from relative poverty/near poverty and abusive and neglectful households to become what we are today. Everyone we know Thinks we are a great couple, and we most definitely are, but what they dont know is how crazy our sex life is.

My wife had a series of boyfriends and sexual partners before me, very adventurous person. This turns me on about her, thinking about her being with various other people before me, using her body for their pleasure.

How my FWB used sensory deprivation to make me cum so hard I blacked out [FM]

This is a story about my current fuck buddy, Jamie. Names changed, of course. As stated in previous stories, I’m blonde, blue-eyed, 5’4, and curvy in an athletic way.

Me (NSFW): [https://imgur.com/a/zSUUK1l](https://imgur.com/a/zSUUK1l)

Jamie is 5’10, with dark hair and intense eyes. He normally wears glasses and has one of his ears pierced, and my first impression of him is that he looked smart, and kind of hipster. He’s tatted and a little more alternative than the men I normally date, so I was pleasantly surprised that we ended up getting along so well. He ended being super nice and soft spoken, so I figured he would be kinda vanilla in the bedroom…. I was not correct. The first time we fucked, he surprised me by leaving bruises. Normally, when guys choke me, they do so in a way that’s light enough where you’re never really uncomfortable. Jamie would choke me hard enough where I felt like I could pass out. I was into it, but I hadn’t experienced that before, and I certainly wasn’t expecting it from this quiet, liberal, uber smart hipster guy. Once I realized he was a true dom, our sex life got pretty wild, so this is a story from one of the wilder times.

Mom and the Police Officer P1 [MF] [MDom] [Humiliation] [Public] [Incest]

WARNING

THIS IS GRAPHIC MATERIAL MEANT FOR AGES 18 AND ABOVE. CONTAINS FETISHES: STRIP SEARCH, BLACKMAIL, INCEST, NON-CON, FORCED TO STRIP, FORCED EXHIBITIONISM, HUMILIATION, EMBARRASSMENT, ABUSE OF AUTHORITY.  ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

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**Ch.1**

***Bill***

There isn’t much to my life except the plans. That’s what we call them and this isn’t our first one. My partner and I have been doing this for years. Most often we only taken advantage of the girls for a few weeks. No point in risking our day jobs when we can just find a new lady to pull over.

Mothers are our favorite. They have a lot to lose. We like to find the ones who are active in their community; social programs, girl scouts, and the like. Research is half of the game. We call it a “plan” for a reason. It’s incredible what these woman are willing to do when you threaten to upset their perfect little world. Hell — we usually don’t have to even find anything on them. Sometimes just the gossip that they went to the police station — even if it was only for questioning — is enough.

[MMF] Our trip to the sex club

After my previous post I realized I should post this one as well though it might be a bit more tame.

My wife and I were on our vacation which already had an escapade but was doing wonders for our marriage in our sexual reconnection. Two days after the beach incident we were looking for something to do for the night and were not interested in going to a dance club on a Friday night. We had seen the sex club/hotel when booking so we joked about going. This time she was actually interested. Even better it was just a block away so we figured at worst we could get drunk and dance without driving, they advertised a dance party, open pool and fetish night.

We arrived to the friendliest people though it was not as busy as we guessed it would be. While there was a lot of people who kept to themselves there was also a lot of friendly people who noticed we were just vacationers. We chatted and watched, keeping tabs on the creepy single men and laughing at some of the outfits. An older woman became our guide and laid out the rules and showed us around while explaining their reason for coming.