Tag: Oral

I do have to say I miss those days..back in my early 20’s. How I went from Slut to Dirty Slut my first [MFM] threesome with DP

I apologize for thr long post, but I promise it is a good read.

So to give some background…I’ve always been a very sexual creature. I only dated my first boyfriend to loose my virginity. (Turned into a hot mess of a relationship, but not a story for this forum).

Well anyway this story takes place towards the end of that relationship. I was 22 at the time.  However I feel like i need to give some context first. As I mentioned, I only dated said boyfriend to loose my virginity. When we were dating for about 6 months, he cheated on me. So I told him, listen we don’t need to break up, but I’ve never been with any one else, so how do I even know what I’m missing. So he agreed to let me sleep with his bestfriend (I had choice in the matter, and I picked him specifically). We wound up having a threesome, in the back of his car. (I wound up not sleeping with that friend of his again until many years later). But that incident was what opened the flood gates, so to speak. We would have these “hotel parties” , that were basically just a bunch of us friends getting together to fuck. It was a great set up for me, I was able to get variety without stepping out of the relationship. It varied from swaping with other couples, to me just getting it on with other dudes, while my boyfriend watched. Some were one off’s and others were regular fucks. The only limit was no kissing on the mouth..no french kissing, other than that all bets where off. Including bondage, being blindfolded, use of toys. Read more »

[MF] My first squirter, DDlg experience, and public toying

Hi, this is my first post here. Be nice, I guess?

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# The First Date

A few years ago, when I was about 30, I met an extremely memorable woman on Tinder who we’ll call C. C was tall, 21, and had gorgeous natural boobs (DD, I believe?) that stretched through any top she wore. She was proud of her body and showed it off happily on Tinder: her profile included pictures of her in a bikini top, a low cut tank top, and a dress that showed off the exact curves of her chest. I swiped right and got that delicious hit of dopamine that accompanies everyone’s favorite fullscreen notification: “You matched!” Read more »

Going for Gold (mf) (teens) (oral)

“Alright good job you two, same time tomorrow, get here sharpish.”

Maddi and I were aged 19, had been skating together for almost a decade and had practically grown up together. Our parents knew each other, had a past in the sport and shared a mutual love for it. Around the time she was our age, my mother had dreams of succeeding in this passion of hers, but these were cut owing to her father’s inability to support them financially following my grandparents’ divorce. Maddi’s father was a former professional figure skater in his home country and had achieved noted accolades prior to moving to the US and settling down with Maddi’s mother. This meant a lot to our parents, so it had to mean a lot to us.

This is why our parents funded us to share an apartment a couple of hours away, close to one of the premier programmes in the country. Our parents had faith in us to pursue this to the top and trusted that we would handle this opportunity with maturity and motivation. Given how close we were, they saw Maddi and I as being like a brother and sister, reaching for their dreams. From our perspective, them seeing us as siblings made it a lot easier to hide the fact that we’d been casually fucking for the last few years. Read more »

Testing Serenity [MF] [piv] [Fembot] [ScFi]

What made someone a perfect lover? It used to be an ideal. People would imagine the perfect companion and spend their entire lives pursuing it. Only a handful ever found them. They made for wonderful stories about love, passion, and intimacy. The fact that they were so rare made them precious, but it also made them tragic in that so few knew that joy.

That all changed with Ideal Companions, a fast-growing company that specialized in producing the best quality robot companions. Some just called them sex robots. Some called them lover bots. For Bryan Kyler, they embodied something greater. As a co-founder of the company and one of the select few who knew the joys of having a perfect lover, he’d made it his mission to make that impossible fantasy a reality for everyone.

“Serenity Model 2.8, activate and run base protocol,” said Bryan, ready and eager to take another step in that effort.

He’d given that command within a well-equipped testing area located within the heart of Ideal Companions’ main research lab. The area was no larger than a typical hotel room, but was filled with an array of sensors and monitoring devices. It wasn’t made to look like a lab, though. It closely resembled a typical bedroom, complete with a king-sized bed, plush carpet, and a dresser. The only thing that made it stand out was the large, cylindrical pod containing a female figure. Read more »

A Little [Femdom] Being Slapped around Never Hurts Anyone

I was getting close to cumming in his mouth, but not quite yet. I reached for the key to the handcuffs. “If I undo these, can you behave?” No answer. I slapped him, harder than last time. “Fucking answer me you fucktoy.” He obeyed, and I uncuffed him. My legs still straddled his face and I was leaning back so I could touch my clit. But I wanted to be pleased elsewhere. I scooted my body forward and leaned back even farther. His tongue was now in the oh-so-great area between my pussy and my ass. “Lick,” I said. He did as he was told.

Fuck, his tongue felt good along the crevice of my ass. I wiggled my body in such a fashion that he almost had to lick me there. I began rubbing my clit again. His tongue was making small circles around my pretty little hole. It had to be better than hers. I wondered if he licked her ass in the shower. I know her soapy tits were pressed against the glass, and her fucking yellow underwear was in my washer. Did he lick her there? I rubbed my clit harder. His tongue was doing more than circles now. I spread my legs a little wider. He licked faster and I rubbed even harder. I came. My creamy juices started flowing out my pussy and onto his mouth. I moved so he had to taste it. I wiggled my clit across his lips and let my cream seep into his mouth. “Fucking swallow it,” I said. I sat there for a few seconds, holding him down, pinning him to the bed with my legs. “If you’re a good boy, I’ll let you fuck me.” Read more »

[MF] How the zombie apocalypse went from blowing off heads to blowing me upstairs

“Oh *for fuck’s sake*!”

I looked up from my e-reader at the green tinged TV screen displaying “You Died”, then across to my girlfriend. Her face was half covered by our VR headset, with the visible half contorted in rage. It wasn’t the first time she’d seen that screen tonight – or on this part of the game. The zombie apocalypse had bested her once again.

I chuckled just loud enough for her to hear.

“It’s not fucking funny.” She lifted the headset onto her forehead and glared at me.

“I’m sorry, but it is” I replied, the amusement on my face obvious in my broadening grin.

“Can you do this bit for me? *Pleeeeeeeease.*”

She pulled her best puppy dog face, and I had an idea. I was owed for a previous favour and this felt like a good time to try and call that in.

“I’ll do it….”

“Thank you!”

“….if you blow me when we get upstairs. And no delaying like last time. I want immediate payment.”

The happy drained from her voice.

“Seriously? I don’t have to swallow, do I….?” Read more »

Oral Servitude and a little [Femdom]

To say I fucked him would be an understatement. I used him like a little bitch. My bitch. To fulfill all my desires. Or, whatever desires that I had left after I let the stranger fuck me into orgasmic bliss. I let him, the stranger, take control of me. I let him use me. I let him cum wherever he wanted, when ever he wanted. I submitted to him. Not my husband. Not my cheating husband. It was my turn to dominate; and dominate I did.

He sprang from the couch like a seven-year-old being scolded for not cleaning his room. He looked at me and smiled, but I didn’t return his smile. I simply motioned with my whip toward the bedroom. He did as he was directed. I asked him if his pathetic cock was getting hard yet and told him to lay on the bed on his back. As he walked past, I cracked my whip on his ass. He went a little faster. Read more »

An Evil Game of Oral Servitude

He was pathetic. His clothes still on, laying there, my creamy wet pussy covering his mouth. I basked in the moment. I came. I dominated and used him for my pleasure. He was my own personal toy. But I wasn’t done. He had no fucking clue that I knew about his little homewrecking whore. He probably thought this was some fun little sex game. One of my kinky, naughty fetishes that I liked to play out. Fuck that. I wiggled myself off his face, down to his chest. I sat on his chest. He was still wearing a tee shirt with one of his dumbass sports team logos on it. I hadn’t let him take off any of his clothes. Only me. And only so I could get pleasure from his mouth. I stared him in the eyes. “Do you like the way I taste?” I asked. He smiled, but no answer. His lips were glistening with the sweet nectar that had escaped me. I leaned down. He tried to meet me halfway, but I forced his head back onto the bed. “Don’t fucking kiss me,” I said.

What happened next? An evil game of oral pleasure. [See for yourself](https://sexualcompass.com/2019/11/01/an-evil-game-of-oral-pleasure/)

The trist of Crystal Mallory and Jeremy Cartwright [minor dom] [sensual][m/f oral][budding romance]

The first of a series of fictional stories based on interactions with various redditors.

Crystal Mallory was sitting in her office on the 3rd floor. The room was decwntly big enough to have her more than adequate desk, 2 chairs for visitors, a dated but attractive love seat, and a pair of well stocked book shelves filled with files, portfolios, and a collection of her favorite books. On the wall next to her open door hung her black blazer and a bright red sun hat. It was almost 2pm on this sunny Thursday, and she was looking forward to an evening out with friends and colleagues at an upscale bar in downtown Phoenix to celebrate one of her coworkers recent engagements. She sat in her chair wishing the day would hurry along in a sleak red jumper with gold accents aligned in rows running down the front of it. Her pattent black pumps shimmered in the afternoon sun as one of them dangled from the toes of her crossed legs. She wasnt normally one for social outings, and preferred to instead spend her nights at the local boxing gym to release stress and expend the exess energy of the day. She was by no means a pro, but would happily go a few rounds with the other members of the gym. She had even fought in a few late night, questionably legal, matches. The ods were always against her, but she was there for the thrill, not the titles. Read more »

FACEFUCK DREAM TURNS INTO REALITY [mf] [facefuck] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [facial]

I woke up in a sweat with a massive erection. I had a pretty decent sized cock. Not too big. Not too small. Bigger than average, but not SO big that I couldn’t be deep throated. Problem was, ever since my break up, I couldn’t find a woman capable of deep throating me. One woman got half way down, looked up at me with watering eyes and shook her head. That was as deep as she could go.

I’m not complaining. A blowjob is a blowjob. But there’s something about watching the entire length of your cock disappear down a woman’s throat that feels absolutely mind blowing.

And so, when I woke up from my dream, I reached for my phone and texted my ex girlfriend.

“I just had a sex dream with you,” I wrote.

“Do tell,” she responded.

We had a good relationship post break up. We just wanted different things and were able to part on good terms. We got dinner every few weeks. We often joked about fooling around, but decided it wouldn’t be a good idea. But after this dream … Read more »