How I would treat her w/ fuzzy handcuffs. [MF], [very light bondage], [Str8], [oral]

With a gentle toss of your hair, you look at me and say, “I would let you handcuff me and then do whatever you wanted.” So I cuff your hands behind your back, and then start eating you out. All you can do with your arms is push up and onto my waiting tongue. I lap at your pussy with broad strokes, grab your hips and plunge my tongue deep inside. I alternate between licking and tongue fucking until your juices are overflowing and my cheeks glisten with your wetness.

You want more, but I back away, kissing your inner thigh as I go. “No,” you cry, fearing I was done before we even start. Then I trace a finger up the crack of your ass to tickle the entrance of your pussy with my fingers. I straddle your leg as my fingers work inside you, hitting that g-spot and driving you crazy with passion. You can feel me growing hard against your calf as your moans come unbidden from your throat.

“Don’t stop,” you chant against my fingers penetrating you, “Don’t stop.” My two middle fingers slip in & out, milking that love knot, building the pressure. My palm bumps your clit and sends sparks of nervous energy through your being. The chant changes to a breathy, “Yes…”

[FM] My fiance gave me the best sex of my life last night.

My fiance and I are long-distance, and I’m visiting him where he lives for a total of two weeks. He’s a wonderful, loving partner – and fantastic in bed.

Last night we were coming back from seeing some live music, and pretty much as soon as we got back to his bedroom, we started kissing. God, I’d wanted to kiss him like that all day. The kisses got more and more intense. He kinda sat me down at the edge of the bed and took my shirt off, then my bra. He started kissing and licking my nipples. He was wearing a shirt and tie because he was having his picture taken at work for the company website. I kinda tugged at his tie, and then giggled and said “I don’t know how to untie a tie.”

He said “Here, let me show you,” and untied his tie. He then said “Want me to show you how to tie one?” I smiled, knowing what was coming. He took my wrists, tied them together, and kinda pushed me down onto the bed with my hands above my head.

[MF][BBW][Goth][Fdom][Mdom][oral] The Happy Customer part 3 (Finale)

Links to Part One and Two are in the comments of this section.

Due to the voting I opted to go with the buyers perspective. Thank you for taking the time to read and vote. Final feedback is always welcome either in the comment or PM.

10 of 10 would buy from again

I gulped. Was this really happening? She stood there in the door with a lovely smile on her face. She looked like the cat that had caught the canary. I blinked a few more times.

“I can see by your expression you recognize me” she cooed. “Aren’t you going to let me in”

“Wittgenstein the Sub: Fantasy, Gender Subversion, Power and Overwriting in My Graduate School Experience” [Fm, bdsm, Fdom, Msub]

(The following is a true story in that a dominant woman I was seeing at the time demanded I write her an erotica based on her relationship when I should have been writing my thesis. This was the product.)

CRACK! The slap struck like the first lightning bolt in a summer storm, the one that seems to change the atmosphere from a sense of foreboding possibility to one of certain catharsis. The lingering sting radiated down his body from his jaw, tingling synapses from the nape of his neck to the tips of each toe. It was a slap akin to that delivered by a physician to a newborn to welcome them into a new world, in this instance one where he had ceased to exist as he had thought of himself- overachiever, perfectionist, occasional control freak- and was reborn as the pet of his incredible Mistress.

Changing Companies [MF]

Have not posted a story in some time, but since I had some new experiences, I thought I would. I’m a married woman (Asian) early 40’s – 5 foot 2 and around 120 pounds. I had a FWB I saw while hubby travels for work, but my FWB starting seeing someone so our regular meet ups stopped (but not all encounters with him). Anyway, I changed companies a few weeks back and thought it might be a good time to fish for an experience there with some men I had flirted with. One of those guys was the VP at my firm that was recently divorced. I worked with him often and was in his office quite a bit over the years working one on one with him. He was tall and fit and I always had an attraction to him. He has a big office with nice views, but no windows towards the office itself. We were always professional with the occasionally flirting, but since he was married, it never went further.

[MMF] [STR8]The Girl on the Other Side of the Floor

Erin showed up, short with dirty blonde hair, wearing a tank top and tight denim shorts that hugged her toned ass as the perfect exclamation point on the end of those long tan legs. She had been dropping by in increasingly revealing outfits in lieu of any weed.

“You two mind if I hang for a bit?” she said leaning into the door frame so that her already pebbled tits pressed against the thin, white fabric for me to see. She looked like that girl from Seventh Heaven, the one who didn’t get famous, she had these puppy dog eyes that stared at you like drops of honey asking for your attention.

She had started dropping by after introducing herself at one of the parties Rick, my roommate, had thrown. Every few days she would knock on the door and smoke a few bowls of our weed and every time we let her because she was her.

Rick had just gotten out of the Air Force and partied to make up for lost time, I worked at a video game store and played in a shitty band when I had the time, he looked straight laced and I was always looking a few weeks shy of needing a shave or a hair cut or both. Erin wasn’t like the types of girls I normally saw, but she had a boyfriend.

The Erotic Tales Of Mistress Cindy

I waved him over and he sat next to me. I didn’t want to seem desperate so I initiated the usual small talk. Where are you from, what do you do for a living, blah, blah, blah..All the while I kept thinking, “I want to fuck you!” After a few hours of small talk and and 3 Margaritas, I reached down his pants and whispered in his ear, “let’s go back to my place, Paul it’s time Mistress Cindy makes you her bitch.” I was pleasantly surprised to find a nice, big hard cock in those pants. By this time, I was so wet there was cum dripping from the sides of my g-string.

Tinder Date [Mf] [oral] [anal] [creampie] [facefuck] [squirt] [mast]

Everyone seemed to have these amazing experiences on Tinder. Not me. I went on some dates. Some were fun. Some weren’t. But they were just … dates. What do you do for fun? What’s your family like? No, thanks. I’d been in a relationship for the last four years. I wanted to swipe right, match up and put my cock down the throat of a stranger until I came.

A friend told me this was all part of the process. Some women were down to fuck on the first date. Some were not. It was only a matter of playing the odds.

I decided I’d go on ten dates. If even I got laid on one, I’d consider it a success.

Seven dates in and I realized I was burning through my money. I needed a new strategy. I’d be much more direct in my messaging with these women.

I had five conversations going. At some point, they’d ask when we were going to meet, at which point I’d say, “Look, there’s obviously a connection between us and I’d love to meet in person, but in the name of honesty, I don’t want to waste your time or mine. I’m looking for something very casual.”

My [F] slutty adventures Part 6 (really long)

The one thing I’d always wanted to do is to have an evening where I’m fucked by lots of different people. I found a party in a nice part of London that sounded like it would be just the sort of thing I was looking for. When I got there I wasn’t disappointed, the organisers were friendly and the venue was great, there was a bar area, a dancefloor bit with seats and a DJ and three curtained off little rooms and the upstairs ‘ballroom’ was huge with chaise lounge sofas round the edge of the room surrounding a very large ‘bed’ about the size of 8 double beds.

I got a drink and sat down. An older guy who was there with his wife came and sat next to me and we had an awkward chat for a bit until I excused myself to get another drink. When I came back I wasn’t disappointed that he’d gone! A younger, about 25, tall guy with dark hair and a beard came over and introduced himself as Aaron. We hit it off straight away chatting easily. The place started to fill up and Aaron asked if I wanted to have a look upstairs. We went upstairs and sat down on one of the chaise lounges. A woman was on the bed having a threesome with two guys. Aaron started cupping and squeezing my breasts and then he hitched up my dress, moved my g string panties to the side and started fingering my pussy. ‘Shall we go over to the bed?’ I asked, he grinned and nodded. I took my dress off to reveal my white lacy bra and matching g string.

My broaching NSFW (mm),(mf),(oral), (anal)

“Sweetie its time, you better shower first.” Said, Sandy,

“Yes dear, I know.”
I wandered through to the enormous bathroom. I loved being clean. The latex housemaid was waiting for me. Conditioning and shampooing my hair took a little time. While the conditioner did its work, cunt applied some special cream to my legs and groin area. I loved being hairless. As I bent down to rinse my hair cunt took the built-in enema tube and slowly inserted it into my smooth, plump ass. I had grown to love this step. The elimination, made me feel so empty and horny. I stood under the full body shower head and washed all my sins and creams and hair away. Clean, I stepped out of the bath and walked to the heated towel rack, a lovely soft white towel for my head. One last step was to inject Lube into my ass and a foamy vaginal spermicide. I wasn’t going to get pregnant, but it made me feel sexy, and it did eliminate unwanted aromas.