Mostly True Debauchery Part 2: Foursome turns to cucking. [MMFF] [huml] [MDom] [Msub] [Fub] [sm] [cuck] [raceplay]

Mary glanced down when her phone buzzed, and slid her hand out for around Steve’s waist.

“It’s from my ex, Ron,” she said, “wants to know if I’m down for a threesome tomorrow with his new girl. What a fucking creep.”

Steve leaned in to read over her shoulder, “So, tell him you’ve got a date.”

Mary looked up at him and smiled, “Oh, do I qualify for dates now? That’s not how the video Joe shot the other night sounded.”

He shrugged, “I was just trying to set the mood for you when I said that. Like lighting a couple of candles. But if you don’t want a date that’s fine, I’ll just jerk off on your tits and go.”

Mary giggled and caught his wrist with her free hand, “Well I’d never say no to the first part, but I’ll let him know I’m busy. What did you want to do for our date?” she asked while sending the message.

“Have you been down to the Quill and Claw in town?”

“The bookstore? I wouldn’t have taken you for a- son of a bitch!”

“I dunno, most of my girlfriends have liked my mom, why?”

[FM] The Twisted Tale of Felix the Slutty Man-Cat [Fdom] [Msub] [Bestiality…but not quite] [Pegging] [Fantasy]

It was a piercingly cold December night when I was asleep in my tiny, somewhat heat-deprived apartment. The electrical heater buzzed as it projected as much warmth as it could, only to die out every five minutes for me to begrudgingly crawl out from my electric-blanket burrito to turn it back on so it would stay running. I flopped back into my bed and sighed in satisfaction as I wriggled around for comfort in my blankets. After what seemed like hours of sleep (it was really only minutes…but ohhh, were those delicious minutes of slumber!), I woke up to what sounded like faint, drawn-out whimpers. I lifted my head, not exposing any other body part out of my blankets. It stopped once I rose up to figure out where the mewling was coming from. I looked out the window…and saw nothing. Maybe it was probably my nympho neighbors going at it again. Yeah…maybe, I thought. I swear, you can’t even catch a moment of silence between these two. Even when you see them together, you can’t deny the fact that they’re bound to jump each other’s bones, no matter where they were or who was around.

Nurse Nelly’s Pink Lips [reluc], [Msub], [exh], [nurse], [blonde], [m], [hairy]

“Please take a seat and fill out these forms.”

I grabbed the clipboard like a frog catching a fly and tacked myself on a chair in the waiting room. I dragged my signatures over several pages of inane questions.

“A Daryl DePrezd here, another there and done!” flashing solar white teeth as I handed the clipboard back to Ms. Mildred. Mildred, like expired carp, opened her fat mouth and snorted:

“Please head to room 2.” A spry Irish girl led me to this room and handed me sterile scrubs.

“Please change into these, nurse Nelly will be with you shortly for your check up!” The vixen and pink Irish girl left the little room, leaving behind me, my scrubs and I.

I slip off my shoes and stocks and my feet touch the icy floor. My Boss demanded that I be sent for a check-up as my performance has been lacking as of late. “You’re our number 1, I can’t have you slacking, what’s wrong with you?!” barked The Boss.

[MF][Str8/Bi?][fantasy][Msub][bdsm] – Subject 962 – My first attempt at writing something

As I wake up, all I see is a white ceiling, I am naked laying on my back, arms alongside my body, legs straight, I try to move but I soon find that I can’t, my wrists are tied to the bed, and so are my ankles, I try to raise my head to see around only to find that a collar keeps my neck down tied to the bed too, try to look down the best I can and around my waist there is a metal belt with straps that hold me against the bed too, what is going on? Why am I restrained like this? How did I got here? What happened? I can’t remember anything, last thing I can recall is leaving work as I always do.

-Oh you’re awake!

I hear as a woman enters the room, a nurse, or at least looks like it.

-Where am I? What happened?

-You don’t remember? You volunteered for this project.

-What project?

-Sexual research of course!

-But I don’t remember anything, I would never do that specially if it means being tied up like this!

A Little Fantasy [MF] light[bi] light [Fdom][Msub] [1st person]

It’s a cold, overcast day. I am taking a shower to warm up, and as usual, my mind wanders to dirty thoughts.

I take the shower head down to begin rinsing, the water warm and massaging on my body. I run the water over my engorged penis, and as I am enjoying this, I reach my other hand down between my legs to press against my soapy asshole.

I touched up my shave in the shower, so the soap makes my skin slick, and my middle finger slides easily between my taint and my hole. I slip the tip of my finger inside myself and now my cock is rock hard against the water from the shower head. I could cum right now, and I moan with pleasure, my forehead resting against the shower wall.

My wife Samantha must have heard, because I hear a knock at the door. She enters before I can say anything. I keep my back to the shower curtain, I keep my finger pressed into my ass, I keep the water washing over my penis. I am compromised. I love it.

Sissy fantasy to nightmare [blkmail, Msub, huml]

Hi, this my first ever attempt at writing so please let me know what you think! I really appreciate it, hope you enjoy it. I just wrote about what turned me on.

Part One

Sunlight drifted gently through the hotel room as I woke up and rolled over to feel the warmth of Rosie next to me.

“Morning sleepy head”, she greeted me with a smile “no time to waste if you’re getting ready for the stag”.

It was just 3 days until our wedding and the pre-ceremony traditions were happening today.

Rosie rolled out of bed and I watched her seductively walk to the bathroom for a hot shower. She was dressed in an ivory silk chemise and boyshorts trimmed with lace. Her taste in lingerie was impeccable and some thing I loved (and indulged) about her.

We’d met 2 years earlier during a leaving party for someone at work. She’d been getting a drink at the bar next to me, we’d started talking after she accidentally got my drinks order and before we knew it were making out on the dance floor before heading to her house. It had been a whirlwind romance.

A night with my Mistress and her friends – part 3 [MFFFFF] [Fdom] [Msub] [bd] [bdsm] [oral]

What follows in this post is the third and final part of my story telling the tale of how I spent an evening with my mistress and her friends. In the first two parts I described how I greeted the guests in bondage and then pleasured them under the dinner table for a special dessert. I will now tell how we spent the rest of the evening playing a few after dinner games mostly for their entertainment. In addition to myself and my Mistress, Charlotte, her four friends are currently enjoying each other’s company and they are Annabel, Sarah, Rosie, and Ophelia.

Following dinner, the smell of the dining room was now awash with the pungent aroma of vagina and so the guests retreated back to the living room. My leash had been affixed to the underside of the table where the four legs joined and I used the opportunity to relax my face and tongue. Not all of the remaining guests had been brought to orgasm as they weren’t all as keen as my first helping from Annabel. Regardless my face was covered in the juices of the four guests as my Mistress had not taken part in this course of the meal.

A night with my Mistress and her friends -part 2 [MFFFFF] [Fdom] [Msub] [bd] [bdsm] [oral]

I imagine that since you are reading this post you have already perused the first part of my story that I left on this sub a day or two ago. If you have not, I would thoroughly recommend reading it beforehand though I will offer this short recap to both bring new readers up to speed and remind old readers of what they already know. I am a young submissive, who, along with my older Mistress, are entertaining four guests tonight. They are all friends of my Mistress, Charlotte, and are Annabel, Sarah, Rosie, and Ophelia. So far I have spent the evening in the entrance to Charlotte’s house in bondage greeting everyone. What follows is the second part of my tale, which takes place just after dinner. The five women have finished their main course and are settling into some dessert. And first a short interlude to fill in the gaps.

A night with my Mistress and her friends [MFFFFF] [Fdom] [Msub] [bd] [bdsm]

I have a tale to tell of how I spent my Saturday evening last week but first brief bit of background. I’m a young sub of 22 years currently tied to Mistress who is 12 years my senior. Just over six months ago I was fortunate enough to get a response from an online ad seeking an older woman to submit to. We exchanged a few emails and agreed to meet each other for the first time in a hotel close to where we both live. Since then our relationship has flourished and we have even talked about me committing to her 24/7. Never have I felt so satisfied to serve and please such a wonderful woman.

Some time before last Saturday, she mentioned that she would like to show me off to her friends and that I would spend an evening servicing both her and them. Needless to say I was somewhat hesitant, firstly out of loyalty to my Mistress but also out of worry that I may not be able to satisfy such a gaggle of women. I didn’t require any convincing, however, since it was my Mistress’s decision and I was told that I would get a nice reward if I behaved myself.

Mei Goes to Dave & Busters; [FFFFM][Fdom][Msub][cbt][growth][huml][raceplay][self-buk][nc][bdsm]

I’ve been told that I’m a company woman to the death, and that it wasn’t necessarily a compliment or an insult. I work long, hard hours, and take my work home with me when I can. I always think two steps ahead of my supervisors, and find new, efficient ways to do my work. God forbid I ever catch anyone stealing supplies here and there; even if someone so much as opens the supply closet without leaving a form with me will receive the full, unabated, righteous fury of the company, and clean out their desks by 4pm.

I’ve been told that I have a Napoleona complex: since I’m small, slim, flat chested with no butt, I secretly feel inferior to everyone, and I have to overcompensate. The person who told me that got fired a week later for completely unrelated reasons, I hear. Missing supplies ended up in his desk or something or other. It is true that I am the smallest person in the office. Some people even say that I look like someone’s angsty teenaged daughter, what with the “radical” pixie cut that I wear.