Tag: Male Dominant

[MF] Annoying young white coworker fucked by young black bull [mdom] [interracial] [raceplay] [office] [degrading] [redhead] [bbw] [submissive] OC

The below is my first attempt at a story based on the experience of a friend but details changed to hide identity – English is not my first language so sorry for mistakes. Feedback welcome and ideas for further stories welcome too.

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Summery: A hard working black office worker deals with a useless intern with serious self loathing

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Charlie was having a shit day, a really shit day. He’d just got home from work and needed to de-stress. He poured himself a tall glass of Jack, kicked off his clothes and grabbed his laptop. He sat down on the sofa naked, opened his mac and went straight to his favoiuret porn site.

Charlie was a hard worker, he was smart and he was dedicated. He grew up in a rough part of town, his dad left him young and his mum had died when was in college. Now he was 27 and working at a top management consultancy. He loved his job mainly because it paid well, but he hated most of the spoilt brats he worked with. None of them had to work as hard as him to get there, they all came from rich families who paid for the best schools and collages, Charlie did it all himself. Read more »

Secret Desires Revealed (MF, MaleDom, Public pay, Multi Orgasms)

A group of friends, that’s what we were. A group of friends who are travelling the country. Right now i lay asleep in bed next to one of the hottest girls i know. She is wearing just a t-shirt and a thong whilst i wear briefs and a singlet. I escape to my dreams. I dream of just grabbing her by the waist and fucking her over and over, making her beg for my cock as i cum in her. What i didn’t realise was my body was doing just that.

My arms were stretching. Reaching for her turned back and wrapping around her. My hands glide over her skin, teasing all her sensitive places. In her dreams, she was in a business meeting about to be promoted and she can feel ghostly fingers tracing over her body. Her skin flushes a bright red and her pussy grows damp.

Her fingers glide down to her clit and she can’t help but start to rub it. My hands had started to play with her nipples in my sleep. We both began to moan, our bodies interwining as we got hotter and hotter. The smell of pheromones and sex beginning to cling to the air. My hands move from her breasts and push aside her own. Read more »

New Fuck Toy (MF, Maledom)

How did i get so lucky with him? I ask myself as he pulls me into his arms. Our lips lock and he thrusts his tongue into my mouth. I fight his tongue with my own, savoring the flavour, the feel of his tongue on mine. I feel myself growing wetter in my panties as i feel his hands, so hot on my skin, trace down my back and squeeze my ass.

I gasp as he lifts me up and i quickly wrap my legs around his waist. I can feel his hard cock rubbing against my dampening pussy. Shivers wrack my body as i moan. The smell of my arousal starts to linger around us. I crash my lips back to his as he slides my shirt off. My breasts reluctantly release the shirt and my nipples harden under his gaze. I lean back as he takes one into his mouth. The heat! Read more »

S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch 10. [Fm, reluctant, oral, anal, slow, mast, mdom]

S.M.O.M.S. (Ingrid) by DiscipleN

Chapter 10
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In the wee hours of the morning, the collar felt warm in my hand as I carried it across the street in twilight. Andrew answered the door quickly and smiled warmly. “Come in, Mom. Grandma and Eric will sleep into late morning.” He invited, but stood solidly in the doorway. He didn’t budge until I secured the collar around my neck. “Follow me, Mom.”

The guest room had been my room when I was a youth. He shut the door behind us. “It doesn’t have a lock. We’ll have to risk that.” His eyes gleamed.

My heart skipped, beating fast. I tried to control my breath. Andrew crossed his arms over his chest. “Take off your clothes, Mother.”

Glorious shame swept me. My hands fluttered to the task. After I shucked my pants and blouse, he stepped close. I unclasp my bra. He caught my revealed tits and kissed their crowns. Then he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deep. Our lips and tongues met gently. He pulled off his tee, somehow without disturbing our passion. Then his pants fell to the floor. “I need to use you.” Read more »

S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch 9, part 2/2. [Fm, reluctant, oral, anal, slow, mast, mdom]

S.M.O.M.S. (Ingrid) by DiscipleN
Chapter 9, part 2

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Several days remained until Thursday morning. I waded through them with renewed spirit. Claire and I were as conversational as we had been before I hated her. Garrick and I had irregular but fair sex. Some nights were better than others, but none were bad. Garrick confessed, he wasn’t particularly interested in my fetish. He found it a bit intimidating. I reiterated, I’d gladly take it out, for anal sex or any kind of sex with him. He encouraged me to enjoy it. I worried I was enjoying it too much. It had become my primary focus when masturbating during the day.

No major fires flared, leading up to Thursday morning. I arrived early to help flag down Janice, if she had trouble finding the right tree. She did, but not because she was intellectually challenged. The map I drew was utter shit. I was lucky to spot her car three blocks away. If she hadn’t been driving slower than a golf cart, I wouldn’t have rescued her from my bad diagram.

“Oh. I see. It kinda makes sense.” She held the map at all angles until one fit her model of the local universe. Read more »

S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch 9, part 1/2. [Fm, reluctant, oral, anal, slow, mast, mdom]

S.M.O.M.S. (Ingrid) by DiscipleN

Chapter 9, part 1

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When I told Claire the news, she yelled. “How could you?”

I heard myself yell back, “It was you!” I blinked with disbelief. “What sort of sick human being are you?” A swirl of memories coalesced in my head. Andrew had been dating Claire!

“There was nothing indelicate about our relationship.”

“He’s seventeen. You’re twenty eight! How can you even feel love for a child that young?”

“That’s none of your business.”

“He’s my son, Claire. Now I’m twice glad my mother is taking care of him.”

“Why? Because you couldn’t?”

She got to me. Instead of exploding, I gave a peace offering. “Let’s calm down before we say shit like that.”

“Damn you!” She left the library without signing out. Questions came to me. Why were they meeting at the university? Did it really matter where? I told myself, it was to throw Garrick and I off the scent. That evening, I employed his nose. Read more »

S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch 8, part 2/2. [Fm, reluctant, oral, anal, slow, mast, mdom]

S.M.O.M.S. (Ingrid) by DiscipleN

Chapter 8, part 2

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Mother arrived at five fourteen.

“Andrew.” I stated, upon seeing him still alive.

“Tell your son to take a shower. Use the pumice soap on that grease.”

“I thought you hated that soap.”

“I hate grease stains worse.”

“Hi, Mom.” Andrew greeted. “Bye, Mom.” He headed to the bathroom.

“I’ll get dinner started.” I turned towards the kitchen.

“We’ll eat out tonight.”

It turns out, her auto shop doubled its business while she was away. Some rookie mechanic suggested maybe advertising would help. He was wrong, but that got her proxy to rethink how they presented themselves.

Mom liked to keep a tidy and nice looking home. Her workplace was where she could let her hair down, except it would get caught in a fan belt. So she tied it up. She let everything else in her shop hang out. It was a maze of parts and dirty rags and bad smells. In a word, it was freedom. After discovering her daughter’s awful secret, she discovered that her true love had gotten a make over. It had become clean and professional. Every useful part had been organized and logged into a database. Everything else went to recycling. Read more »

S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch 8, part 1. [Fm, reluctant, oral, anal, slow, mast, mdom]

S.M.O.M. (Ingrid) by DiscipleN

Chapter 8 (part 1)

Now that Mother had officially called me, I expected her to hang up, and I never would speak with her again. “I don’t want to lose you, Mother.” I pleaded. My well exercised tear ducts ratcheted up to full gear.

“I’m suppose to talk it out with you.” She huffed. “Talk.”

“It’s all my fault.”

“I doubt that. You and Andrew don’t have that dynamic.” Mother knew because my son’s dynamic took after hers.

“Yes, he was complicit.” I backpedaled. “But I never should have involved him.”

“Talk.”

“I-I have a fetish, Mother. You saw it.”

“I don’t know what I saw anymore. It was so wrong, I blacked it from my mind.”

Interesting choice of color. “I finally told Garrick about it. He’s more understanding than I expected.” After you left, I never sought Andrew’s help again. From now on, Garrick will help me.”

“You need therapy.”

“I do, Mom, but I was told at a young age that shrinks are dinks for believing they can mess around with people’s heads.”

“This isn’t about me.” Read more »

Eager to Play [M/F] [BDSM] [MDom] [Fsub] [Oral]

I take a picture of myself pinching one pierced nipple and send it to you. A few minutes later, my phone goes off.

“Eager to play, huh? I’m 10 minutes away. I want your butt plug in by the time I get home.”

I walk over to the dresser, retrieve the lube, bend over and press the tip against my hole, pushing back against it some to ease the stretching. The plug inserted, I pull my jeans up and return to the living room to wait.

A few minutes later, you walk through the door.

“I’m happy to be home, to the favorite part of my day, babygirl.”

You walk over to me, wrap me in an embrace and lean down to kiss me gently, you tongue between my lips. Your hands slide into my pockets and pull me against you.

You give me a look just before remove a hand from my pocket and playfully smack my ass cheek, then reach down to press on my butt plug, causing me to jump and squeal.

“Would you like a drink, Daddy?” Read more »

What about Elevenses? [FM] [Fsub] [oral] [Mdom] [mast] [rimming] [bdsm]

I woke up wanting to suck your cock, and fortunately for me you sleep in the nude. I flipped around so I was facing your soft dick and stuffed it into my mouth, sucking gently. You start to harden, and I feel your hand settle on my head and tighten your grip on my hair. After you thrust into my mouth for a few minutes, you breath out a thank you and start jerking yourself off. I love seeing your hand wrapped around your thick cock, with a stroking rhythm that is now familiar to me but still mesmerizing.

You shift so that you are leaning forward on your hands and knees, and I take the hint, squeezing your ass cheeks and gathering up spit in my mouth. I press my tongue up to your puckered asshole, and you sharply inhale. I start moving my jaw and lapping at your hole rhythmically, while you shake lightly and jerk yourself off. I stiffen my tongue and insert it a small way into your hungry ass, and you gasp, momentarily lost in your own inner fantasies. I move down and get your balls wet with my spit with my tongue. I lightly hold one in my mouth and move in time with your hand movements. Read more »