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My week with Daddy: Day 1 (FtM Little used by Daddy rough LONG)

My first story about my hypothetical first meeting with my online Dom.

I’m traveling to go see my Daddy, we’ve been talking for a long time and have finally decided it’s time to meet in person. We met online where I post pictures of myself, and our dynamic quickly evolved to what it is now. I’m 22 and Daddy is 18, I know it’s usually the other way around but there’s something so hot about being taken by someone who is supposed to be below you. I am a transman and he has taught me how to be his perfect little girl. He controls a lot of what I do and I love pleasing him. He is a bit kinkier than I but we manage well. I have prepared for our first meeting just as he requested. As per my usual I am completely smooth, because little girls aren’t hairy! He let me grow out my hair a smidge to get a full body wax, as opposed to my usual shave. I have never felt so smooth in my life. He requested I meet him dressed as a little, and travel that way. I also was instructed to cock-warm, he makes me go about my day with a small dildo in my cunt to keep me wet and ready. I have never been out of the house as a little and the experience has been exhilarating. I’ma pretty small man…. I mean girl, so I fit into some kids’ clothes. I am wearing bright pink and blue kids’ sneakers, the kind with the Velcro strap, as well as black leggings, pink panties, a light pink skirt over my leggings and a light purple onesie tucked into my leggings. I look like Daddy’s perfect little girl. Read more »

Invasion part 3

Chapter 3

Hoss chuckled at the look of horror on Patty’s face as she saw how much of his massive cock remained outside of her packed cunt. He savored the feel of her virgin pussy as it involuntarily spasmed on his cock.

“Christ!” he said, smiling down into her tear-streaked face, “you’re tighter than any bitch I’ve ever fucked.” That provoked a fresh shower of tears from the older teenage girl. He ignored her distress and attacked her lush breasts with lips and teeth and tongue again, amusing himself as he waited for the vise-like grip of her sweet little twat to ease up a bit. He wanted to fuck the hot-bodied teen, but he wasn’t willing to chaff himself in her unprepared cunt to do it.

After all, they had all night.

He played with her fat, high-riding tits for at least five minutes, his lust growing, as her pussy got wetter, her body responding to the huge cock lodged in her tight cunt and his skillful ministrations to her ripe breasts. He tried a tentative stroke into her, and found that her pussy had loosened a bit, and began to fuck her slowly; forcing a fraction more of his gigantic cock into her each time. It would take time, but her virgin cunt would be taking all of his cock before this fuck was over. Read more »

Taking The Fall

*Description: Katie covers for her friend’s mistake only to find she made one herself.*
*This one was a bit rushed but if you like this one, feel free to read my other stories!*

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**Miley was making a ruckus as usual before homeroom as usual. I tried to steer clear of her and her circle of goons. Kayla, my best and well only friend, wasn’t as cautious. She often tried to squeeze her way into Miley’s social circle to escape bullying. I knew there was no escaping the life of being the school torture nerd. It didn’t matter how hot I was or how much I made guys droll. The moment they found out I was “nerdy girl Katie” they instantly became disassociated with me.**

**It was lonely every day but I had to tough it out. Eventually, things would get better. I had to believe they would. I wasn’t up for the alternative. I knew about the countless other tortured students who had committed suicide because they couldn’t handle the suffering. I didn’t blame them, especially when there were days I wanted to follow suit. It was senior year and I was soon to be free of this crappy life. College would be a whole new start for me.** Read more »

[M]et a Domme [F]rom kik on a business trip (D/s, foot worship, no sex)

I thoroughly explored D/s sex when I was younger. (I’m 45 now) I always struggled with kink first or relationship first, and ended up in a vanilla marriage, because it always seemed like when I started searching for the kink first, the relationship part was always full of way to many crazy issues.

Much like when I cheat and let my potential partner know very early, I’ll do the same for you my dear reader. If a married man having secret kinky trysts behind his wife’s back is a turn off for you, eject now. But sometimes when I travel for work, I try to scratch that old D/s itch. This is a story about one of those times.

This time I hopped in a kik chat room in the town I was stuck in for a couple of weeks. I had to send a live face pic to the moderator. She happened to be a blonde, Dominant, BBW, and we started chatting. She was no nonsense, but not all fake bossy, and we chatted seamlessly about life and kink, hopping from one and back to the other. Read more »

Invasion part 2 (fiction)

Chapter 2

Edie bit back her scream as her assailant fucked his cock into her, his hips slamming into hers, her lush breasts shaking on her chest. “Ohhh, fuck, yeah!” Fred groaned as his cock bottomed out in the attractive mother. “Nice tight pussy!”

He started slamming his cock into her, intent on only one thing, getting off as soon as possible. Her grabbed her breasts as he fucked her, pinching and twisting her thick nipples and playing with her heavy jugs, amusing himself, completely unconcerned with Edie’s feelings. She was merely an attractive vessel, a walking, talking fuck doll with great breasts, big nipples and a tight snatch for him to use. Edie did nothing to encourage him, doing her best to be a limp fuck.

Mike masturbated himself, his cock hardening in his hands as he watched Fred fuck the woman. He had lost the toss and would have to content himself with her mouth. He had one small problem, though.

He couldn’t reach it. He tapped Fred on the shoulder and said, “Hey, Mike? I can’t reach her mouth. Slide her over to the edge, will ya?” Read more »

[F] Christmas Eve ( a foot fetish, humiliation, masturbation story)

Christmas Eve

My Goddess had invited me to spend ‘Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning’ with her in her flat. Not the actual Christmas Eve and following morning… we both had family commitments at that time… but a night over Christmas when we were both free to be together. I arrived at her place, and was delighted to find her Christmas tree lit up with white lights and looking so seasonal, and… her cousin Evelyn was there when I arrived.

‘Wanker, this is Evelyn, my cousin. Evelyn… wanker…’

We said Hello to each other. Evelyn was darker than Violet, shorter hair and very pretty. I couldn’t resist… her shoes; black leather flats, looking quite old and well worn. I liked her shoes.

A little later, after tea, I sat on the floor with my back to Violet’s chair, my shoulder resting against her leg. She had set up my favourite Christmas film to watch, “It’s a Wonderful Life”. Evelyn was on the sofa to the right, her leather shoes discarded by her side on the floor, and her feet on the sofa at the far end. She had beautiful feet, her nails painted a holly berry red, except for the second toe on each foot, which was a Christmassy green. Her toes looked gorgeous, and I studied both hers and Violet’s toes to see if there were any family resemblance, being cousins. They were a little different, Eve’s second toe being longer than her big toe, whilst Violet’s is just slightly shorter. But both pairs of feet were so gorgeous… exciting… beguiling…. Read more »

Breaking the Dam – Wife meets husband’s best friend for the first time [Wife, Humiliation, Voyeur]

Being stuck inside has made me horny enough that I’ve finally started typing up a story that’s been on my mind for a while. I wanted to focus on more three dimensional characters than what I normally see in these kinds of stories. Hope you enjoy. Let me know what you think and if I should keep going.

**BREAKING THE DAM**

Part 1

The most beautiful woman in the world was naked, straddling me. Her shaved pussy hovered over my stiff condom-covered cock, teasing the tip with her clit. I grunted in frustration. She gave me a sexy grin, knowing full well what she was doing to me.

Finally, she slammed her tight cunt against my hips, swallowing my dick in one motion. She rocked back and forth a few times.

“FUCK,” I panted. “How do you always do this to me?”

“Mmmmm, it’s easy, mmmh, with this *big* dick…” she whispered, rubbing her clit as she rode me. Read more »

Erotica: “A Raceplay Odyssey” / “Part One: The Prophet of Privilege” [4,000~ Words]

**DISCLAIMER**

The following story is purely fictitious. *Don’t get it twisted.* None of this should be taken seriously. Feel free to downvote me into oblivion if you feel that’s your moral calling to do so; but, just know, I hold no ill-will toward anyone — including *you*. This story was simply intended as a potent distraction, in a time when escapism is sorely needed. *Stay safe.*

**SUMMARY**

This story meanders a great deal — *like all decent odysseys do, I suppose* — making a concise summary rather difficult to achieve; at least, without spoiling the way the narrative unfolds. If you’re looking for just the specific kinks involved, I’ve included a thorough list below. Considering a few of them could be upsetting to large portion of readers, I figured I’d do my due diligence and make them known. Even though, I’m pretty sure the title accomplishes the same thing.

Ultimately, here’s what you need to know: This story predominately concerns the racial stereotype of the Latina/Hispanic maid being exploited by a wealthy white man — except, with a few creative twists and turns, of course. If that seems intriguing to you, then there’s a pretty good chance the following story is suited to your tastes. You should anticipate a long story, with lots of surprising detours, and a conclusion that hopefully ties the tale together with a neater bow than you were expecting. Read more »

The fight, pt2: the aftermath [MF, CNC, dubious consent, violence]

While I blew him he took off his gloves, then slowly and methodically undid his wraps. Then he undid my headguard and ruffled his hands through my hair. My own hands were still encased in my gloves which made me feel even more powerless than I otherwise would. I’d been blowing him to the best of my ability but clearly he wanted to emphasise his dominance of me, so at a certain point he took my head in his hands and facefucked me until he came salty ropes into my mouth.

He had let out one satisfied grunt at that moment, but otherwise he kept up a facade of being calm and methodical. He curtly ordered me to lift my hands above my head, and then brusquely pulled off my sports bra. My oversize tits spilled out, a sight I know he’d been waiting to see for years, and yet if them made any impression on him at all he didn’t show it. Instead he simply ordered me to hold out my hands and he pulled off first each glove and then each wrap in turn. Then he ordered me to lie down with my arms above my head and, using one of my wraps, he firmly bound them to each other around one of the ring’s stanchions. I was already utterly defeated but by binding me in this way he emphasised my helplessness. Read more »