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Pee Girl [mf] [ws] [pee] [oral]

I wanted to watch her pee, but she was hesitant to explore my fetish. Regardless, my urge intensified over the months. Initially, she didn’t know that I would stand by the bathroom door and listen to her stream blast out of her tight, bald cunt.

After a night of too many martinis, I confessed that I had an urge to watch her use the bathroom. She frowned. She was already pretty plain in the bedroom, the unadventurous type. Sex was almost always missionary position, unless I prevailed upon her to take it from behind. But that always came with one strict rule: “DON’T finger my ass!”

You’d wonder why I stayed with a woman who didn’t share my desire for more passionate sex. I guess I stayed because I was the optimistic type. Every time we slept together, I’d hope that tonight was the night we’d spice things up. Even if we didn’t, her body was still immaculate. Tight, perfectly proportioned. Sometimes she shaved her pussy, other times she let a little bush grow out.

But kinky sex was of no interest to her.

“This can’t hurt you,” I said. “It’s not a finger in the ass. I just want to watch you pee.” Read more »

Punishing her Throat [mf] [oral] [anal] [facefuck] [gag] [mast] [facial] [swallow]

Jake broke up with his girlfriend a month earlier and spent the first month of singledom improving himself. He got new clothes, spent more time in the gym than he had in a while, and got a stylish new haircut. Look good, feel good, right?

Stopping by the liquor store on the way home from work, he picked up a six pack and headed home. On his way out, a beautiful girl came in and commented on his choice of beer.

“Nice! Good taste,” she said.

He smiled and exited the liquor store before stopping short. This woman was beautiful. He felt compelled to turn around and ask her out.

“Why don’t you join me for one?” He shouted into the store as she browsed the beer fridge.

“When? Like right now?” She asked.

“Yeah … sure,” Jake said.

“Uh … okay,” she said, exiting the store.

“Jake,” he said, extending his hand.

“Carlie,” she said.

They walked back to his place.

“Nice place,” she said. “You just move in?”

“Yeah, a month ago. Sorry about the boxes.”

She laughed and kicked her shoes off and plopped down on his sofa. Read more »

[MM/F] Loving My Neighbors

Bill and Lily – Bill and Lily were neighbors. Bill and I hit it off when we met and we would do things together occasionally. Have a beer, go hiking, that kind of thing. We became pretty close over time, and one time during a hike, Bill mentioned that he had type II diabetes. I said how sorry I was to hear that and he replied,

“It’s ok, the worst part of it is I can’t get it up any more”.

I said “Oh man, that must be tough. What do you do for relief?”

He said “Well Lily has been great about that. She helps me with her hands or sometimes her mouth, I’m pretty lucky.”

We finished our hike and drove home from the trailhead. I continued to think about what Bill had said and wondered why he told me. I was kind of flattered that he would reveal such a thing to me.

A few weeks later, Bill and I were sitting in the High Country Inn having a beer. Bill brought up his diabetes again, saying how he had to watch his intake of alcohol. Read more »

[MMF] My ass is no longer a virgin.

*I’ve posted quite a bit on the Chastity subreddit and just the other day I came across this sub and I figured my story was worth sharing here.*

I’m a male who’s kept in chastity 24/7. If you’re not familiar with the practice this goes a long way towards explaining it:

*(edited slightly from Wikipedia) Chastity belts may be used as part of a practice of orgasm control, to prevent the wearer from engaging principally in sexual intercourse without the permission of the dominant, who acts as “keyholder”. A chastity belt will also prevent other sexual activity such as masturbation and oral sex involving the wearer’s genitals.*

*The putting on of a chastity belt, by a partner, is an indication of the dominance by the “keyholder” over the wearer’s sexual activities. By accepting the chastity belt the wearer accepts surrender of control over their sexual behavior to a partner, who may grant permission to the wearer to engage in sexual activity by removing the belt. The dominant may decide when, where, how, how often, and even if, the submissive is allowed sexual release.* Read more »

[MMF] Porn Stars Tales of Virginities Lost: How I Lost My Virginity

Tales of Virginities Lost: How I Lost My Virginity These stories make me feel like my first time story was boring as all heck.

Tales of Virginities Lost: How I Lost My Virginity

Losing your virginity may be one of the last, awesome obstacles previously adulthood. Everyone realizes that the first run through is regularly cumbersome, kind of unique, and… awkward, which is the reason such a large number of us contribute insane measures of vitality for strong first-time experiences. Here, because of a gathering of lethally sincere perusers, we have the unbridled truth. These first-time stories are crude, unfiltered, and—trust it or not—absolutely obvious.

Tales of Virginities Lost: How I Lost My Virginity

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I went to a young men’s non-public school amidst no place. Vagina was about as uncommon as a fucking Himalayan snow panther. Truth be told, we were wanting to the point that we’d pull off wandering off in fantasy land about Gerta, the Austrian lunch woman, who was not a photo of ladylike sexuality. Two or three times amid the year, we’d have these weak moves, which—on the off chance that you didn’t as of now have a sweetheart—resembled the main chance to get down. In late-harvest time, the first of these moves happened. Transports of other tuition based school young ladies were trucked in for an occasion that was as managed as a visit to a North Korean grocery store. Read more »

All the Power: The Rebel Queen [Str8] [MFFFFF][Mdom] [oral] [anal] [fantasy] [huml] [bdsm]

*The following story is set in the “All the Power” universe, but does not contain any of the characters from the main story aside from His Supremacy and a handful of Queen Priestesses. It’s just a scene that I wrote for fun.*

*I’ll include a link to the rest of the stories in the comments, if anyone is interested.*

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“Stay to the right of the Golden Path,” the guardian said, in a harsh tone. It was odd how, in a short time, queen Sarlotta had grown accustomed to obeying her captors.

The (probably now former) queen was ascending the massive staircase that led to the central entrance to His Sacred Palace, which eventually led to the Sacred Throne. Eventually. She wasn’t quite sure how much longer she had to go. She had already climbed hundreds of stairs, and was breathing heavy. At the top of the stairs, she stopped, and sighed. The four guardians who had escorted her here, to the Sacred Estate, stopped behind her. They were the only ones ascending the stairs.

Before them was a gigantic marble platform. The front half of the platform was filled with people, prostrating themselves towards His Sacred Palace. The back half was empty, gleaming. Sarlotta looked around. Read more »

The Categorical Imperative of a Short Plaid Skirt [mf, oral, roommate humiliation]

I met Victoria on the other side of a 4 month descent into despair.

You’ve probably figured it out by now, but I’m not like most guys. I can be rough and manipulative, but my strongest sexual attraction comes from my heart. I fall in love quickly and deeply. Google “limerence.” That’s me–I get incredibly high from being in love. It’s an all-encompassing desire to posses, to become one with another. Idealization makes the marginally attractive worthy of obsession. And that’s when I want to fuck.

At the time of this story, I was 18 and did not have this kind of detached self-assessment. I only saw potential partner after partner fall away as I was mystified by rejection from the college girls who were not looking for anything approaching my intensity. And who can blame them? From far away, that kind of attention must look curious. Up close, like sunlight focused through a magnifying glass, it burns.

By the time second semester rolled around, I had reached an uneasy peace with myself. I gained something near closure with the former object of my affection after months of silence and started to pull myself out of the deep depression that the sudden end of that relationship launched. Read more »

At The Pleasure of Strangers [MFF][FSub][oral][colllared]

My eyes fluttered open. A soft grey morning light from an overcast day streamed through the window sheers. The mansion was dead quiet. I heard the bathroom door shut and the shower spritz on. I peeked up over the bed to see the Missus with her back towards me lying naked under duvet. I laid back down on the carpeted floor, pulling the blanket over my shoulders which ached from sleeping on the floor. My fingers lingered on the padded leather collar still around my neck. What the hell am I doing here in this sex club? Why did I allow myself to be sold to this couple; the dominant man and his beautiful auburn haired wife with boobs as big as mine? For charity, that’s why.

When they were done having fun with me last night, where I licked the wife’s pussy until my mouth hurt, they kicked me out of the bed and made me sleep on the floor beside them. I awoke naked with my long sugar brown hair covering my face. I brushed it aside.

The mattress squeaked with movement and I looked up to see the Missus gazing over the side at me. Her hair was a delightful mess. Read more »