My New Master, My New Life Part 2

With my chores finished, I then tend to myself. I swim naked for 30 minutes. The warm water feels so good on pussy and asshole with nothing in between my skin and the water. It is also the warmest water I get all day. I am to do 10 laps of each stroke, back stroke, breast stroke, butterfly, and kicking. I then stand under the outdoor shower to get off any chlorine. I then go over to my outdoor stretching mat, still wet as I am not to be messing up any towels. I stretch for 30 minutes — splits, touching toes, feet over head, back bends etc.
Then I begin my exercise routine. I do 50 pushups,50 situps, I plank for 5 minutes, I do squats. Working out naked is nice. I already notice that my fat is melting away and my body is firmer. The hormones and diet are a big factor in that as well.

After chores and exercise, I must clean my body inside and out every morning. I am to be thorough, as Master trained me on every detail.

“Lingerie Shop in Greenwich Village” [voyeur] [anal] [lingerie] [F/M] [OC]

I like to watch.

As the female owner of a very exclusive lingerie shop in the Village, I am witness to the gamut of lingerie shopping scenarios: Young professional women buying their first good bra. New moms looking to regain their confidence post baby. Older, affluent women who know what they want and don’t mind what they spend. These women, I aim to assist with the pure intention of having them leave feeling beautiful and confident.

But for the voyeur—or *voyeuse*—in me, I enjoy watching couples who come in shopping for sweet nothings, and believing no one is paying attention, get it on in the dressing room. In truth, owning this shop is a hobby for me. I married well, was sadly widowed, and between my inheritance and investments, I never need to work again. My dear husband and I loved lingerie play, and I kept quite the collection for our mutual pleasure—corsets and merry widows, garters and stockings, peekaboo panties, you name it.

Meeting my Dom and his sub while blindfolded [FFM]

When I imagined how the first meeting with my new Dom would go, I never considered I would spend time “watching” American Ninja Warrior while blindfolded and naked, with pussy juice still drying on my face.

I should rewind just a bit. I had been single for about 6 months, after a 16 year vanilla trending to celibate relationship with my now ex-husband. I spent the first few months just getting my sexual footing back, following my own rules to say yes to anything that seemed safe. I had lots of fun experiences that will be the subject of other stories, I’m sure. 

My life before marriage had been kinky, I had been involved with BDSM since my teens. I had interviewed with Dom/mes but never found the right fit. In the mid-to-late 90s living in a fly-over state, it was hard to find the scene. But FetLife came about while I was married, and the joys of the internet helped my single self find exactly what I had been denied in previous decades.

[MF] Wife loved a big cock

My wife had been with a few white guys but never had an orgasm until she met her BBC boyfriend in college. She came on his big dick almost instantly and it rocked her world. She kept going back for more. She said he had a huge 9′ + thick dick and gave her multiple orgasms every time . DM For more info

[MF] Worth the hangover

When my wife and I first started dating, like many couples, we could easily spend all night talking and fucking. There was always wine or booze involved, but the adrenaline of new love made it possible to wake up the next morning for work.

This past week I had an event after work and she had a girlfriend over to work on some charity stuff.

I got home to find her a few glasses of wine deep, and I had some drinks myself. We killed the bottle she had open, and then another. It was great to just sit and talk like the early days.

It was after midnight and we finally decided to go to bed. We did the usual routine but instead of getting into her pajamas, she just got naked, jumped on the bed, and spread eagle. She giggled and just said “Well?”

I was on her in a heartbeat, kissing her deeply as one hand grabbed on her breast and another went to rubbing her pussy. I kissed her neck, nibbled her ear, sucked on nipples. All while my fingers rubbed circles on her clit or slid into her.

The Hunger Is Real for Her Part 2 [MMF]

Me Slowly Stroking Mike’s Oversized Cock in front of my Girl was Driving her Wild. Her fingers Furiosly Rubbed her now Soaked slit. Mike took the initiative and stood up in front of her, His Cock lost from my grasp bobbed like a tree trunk floating in the water in front of us. My girl grabbed it and Hungrily Sucked it down as far as she could. Coming up for breath, she reached for me, grabbing my Cock and pulling me forward on the couch towards them. She turned to me and stated “Your turn”!.. To say I was Hesitant is an understatement. His Engorged shaft just inches from my face, she gently grabbed my head and pushed me forward. “You Promised” she giggled. Yeah, I did, But.. I stuttered
Mike again took the initiative and Grasped his Cock in his hand and stated “It will be Fine” and Stepped forward putting his Fat Mushroom head against my lips. Pre-cum oozing from his hole, My lips opened and felt his Heat on my tounge. Salty yet not unpleasant, and Very Alien like to me I took his Cock into my Mouth.
Her eyes just inches from my face, I could see What this was doing to her.
Mike pulled out, giving my girl a Taste then pushed back towards me. At this point in time my attitude changed from Hesitant to What the Hell! She’s Getting off on this I’ll do it for her. I figured that my Payback for this was going to be A Mind-blowing Orgasm so I decided to at least give it 100%.
I opened my Jaws and grabbed Mike by his firm ass and pulled him towards me, His Cock hit the back of my throat and I Gagged like a little Slut. Tears formed in my eyes as I attempted to Take as much as he had, my saliva ran down my chin, My girl couldn’t take it and bent down and started sucking my Cock with utter abandon, trying to Take as Much Of my Cock down her throat as I was taking Mike’s.
Mike’s eyes were watching the scene before him, My Mouth being used like his personal Fuckhole, My Girl finger fucking her sloppy wet cunt raw as she slobbered on my Shaft. I’d say he was definitely Having fun with it.
My Girl came up from air and grasped his Cock, pulling it out of my now Tired Jaws and took it down to the root. Not wanting to be outdone by her I moved down to his heavy balls and started to lick them as she bobbed on his shaft.
Mike, caught up In a world of his own, started to grunt.
I felt his balls tighten between my lips as his orgasm started. My Girl, tasting the river of pre cum he was expelling pulled off of his Cock and Pushed my head down on his throbbing shaft. His knees started to shake and a Hot torrent of Cum erupted in my mouth.
Gagging and choking on his Hot load, it overflowed out of the corners of my mouth where she eagerly licked and kissed.
Having no desire to swallow anything more than I inadvertently had I pulled away and she drove her tounge deep into my salty slick mouth.
As I kissed her and shared his hot load, I reached down and felt for her pussy, Wet would not even to begin to describe the sheer volume of moisture she was emitting. She would later tell us that she had had multiple orgasms but didn’t want to let on and stop the action she was enjoying.
Mike Slid his still Hard Shaft between our lips, Stating he would be ready again in a short time and that we should head to the bedroom.

Wall To Wall [MF] [Oral] [creampie]

“Three months,” mused a restless, but excited Leslie Mayfield, “it’s been three whole months since I felt Rod’s loving touch.”

She’d been repeating that mantra since her plane landed an hour ago. Even though the flight had only been a couple hours, it might as well have been the longest trip of her life. Her time away from home and the man she loved had been strenuous, to say the least. Now, it was almost over and the cab driver couldn’t move fast enough.

Leslie fought the urge to yell at him, but it was already past midnight and Rod’s apartment wasn’t going anywhere. She just watched and waited anxiously, recounting how much distance and time had tested her relationship with her long-time love, Roddy Evans. So far, they’d passed with flying colors.

“Almost home,” Leslie said under her breath. “Just a few more minutes, baby. Wait just a few more minutes for me.”

It still sounded daunting. In many ways, it was. She and Rod were childhood sweethearts, having met in second grade when her family moved to the area. They started off as friends, but she knew she loved him before most girls got over their fear of cooties.

Insatiable desire to own the only beautiful in law.

Having a lust for someone or the feeling of getting closer to that someone was never at its peak until the sister in law started staying with us.

The insatiable desire to get pleased by a person who isn’t under your authority/ or doesn’t even know you think of them in a certain way itself is arousing and filled with adrenaline.

I have imagined several kinds of ways I’d make out with her, one of which gets me real hard is…when I am on my way back to home from office, while I am climbing the stairs to see the honored wife, she grabs hold of my hands and pushes me across the other room right next to the staircase. The ecstasy of such a thought is filled with multiple orgasms. The sound of her calling me by name and running her fingers through my hair while she gets mesmerized by the thought of making out right next to the room where her older sis is based out, sounds heavenly. The unimaginable lust for her only increases with each day passing and I am bound to nothing but stroking it all by myself.

“Living With My Brother” [m/f] [incest] [anal] [Girls POV]

“Living With My Brother”
“I live in the city. I don’t make enough money at my job, so I had to move in with someone. It just so happen to be with my older brother. He was six years older than me, and I really didn’t know him, growing up, because he WAS six years older. It was all good. He was happy that his kid sister was moving in with him. He had a girlfriend, and I don’t think she liked me very much, and I don’t know why. For those first two months, we really got to know each other. I was dating a guy from the city. Even though my brother and I had significant others, and crazy schedules, we always saw each other at night, when we got home from our long days. His name was Jeff. Jeff was 27. I just turned 21.

Now, that I really think about it, his girlfriend didn’t like me. I could tell. My boyfriend didn’t like Jeff, he could tell. I don’t know what it was, but I tried to compare my boyfriends to Jeff. He was built perfect. Tall. Handsome. Muscular. Jeff was in his prime. He had a confidence about him. Being honest, he turned me on.

The Wrong Road Taken, (A Halloween tale.)

THE WRONG ROAD TAKEN

(A Halloween Precautionary Tale) 

 Why the hell was I doing this?
It was around 1am, I was on a dirt road that was less of a road and more of a rutted goat path.
Thank you GPS for sending me down this road.

I don’t know why I didn’t turn around the first chance I had, but no, I had to trust that stupid GPS that this road would open up and shave forty five minuets off my drive and avoid the road construction I had hit on the way to the conference I was attending.
The drive was pleasant and the weather was magnificent.
The temperature was around eighty degree, the stars were out in all their grandeur.

Being this far from the city lights there was virtually no light pollution this far away, so the sky’s were wide open and bright as I have ever seen them.
I had the top down and just enjoying the hell out of the drive, hell even if I was lost it was at least a beautiful drive.