Two for One [fSub][MDom][Oral][fMM]

I didn't know they had talked about it. He hadn't talked about it with me. I walked into his office and knew immediately that he was up to something though, it was in his eyes, a devilish little twinkle, like he had a secret. And suddenly all I wanted to do was fuck his brains out.

"Katie, I’d like you to meet James." Ethan nodded toward the man sitting on the small, leather couch in expensive suit. The dark-haired man nodded and then continued going over my outfit with his eyes.

"Nice to meet you, James." I said.

He waited until I had finished his name before he met my gaze. "You too," he gave Ethan a look that I didn’t understand. Was that approval? Appreciation?

"I was just telling James about our arrangement." The tone of his voice sent a shiver of excitement through me. Ethan was not only my boss at the law firm; he was also my master, my first master.

"Give him a blowjob," Ethan glanced at his computer screen and I heard a few mouse clicks.

I Lost My Virginity My Freshman Year [mmf, oral, condom, sex] nothing mm

[This is my true story, names and locations have been changed]

It was during my freshman year, we lived in a small town in Texas. Michelle Burroughs had broken up with me that week. May years later I found out she like girls and not guys. I was hanging with my friend Cal up in Bradford when we ran into Veronica. We'd both dated her back in middle school.

One of the only things to do up in Bradford was go to Tims Ford Lake, the water was really low so there was a land bridge out to the island. Cal asked Veronica if she'd have sex with both of us there on the island. She said as long as we used condoms and luckily Cal had two. We went into trees there on the island. Although she and I had played some middle school kissing and touching games, I'd never had sex.

Carrie not Scary [FMF] [anal, bd, Fdom, oral, Bi, Str8]

I had this friend in college that we nicknamed Scary Carrie. She wasn't really scary, but she was a little eccentric and a bit Gothic so the name fit. Scary Carrie had a thing for this guy I was hooking up with. She asked me several times if I would be willing to offer him a threesome with her and I. The idea was hot, but I wasn't interested in sharing my hook up cock so I declined and enjoyed my man candy regularly by myself. Eventually our hookups ended and I met my dream man who I eventually married. And boy, he has a huge cock. Scary Carrie never asked to hookup with me and my eventual husband so I thought nothing of her advances, chalking it up to interest in my hookup.

A first date of passion that ends in oral satisfaction

Here I am, sitting alone anxiously waiting for my date to arrive. I am working on my second dark beer, the cold glass touching gently to my lip as I let the thick dark heady resin roll over my tongue and into my throat. It eases my anxiety a bit, but not entirely – of course the feel of this hard wooden chair beneath my ass might have something to do with it to. I adjust a few times feeling the contours of the seat against my body, only feeding the sensations that I hope to distract me from my nervous thoughts. This is only my second real date since my 12 year marriage ended about a year ago – you could say I was concerned about being a little rusty.

I met her online, one of those dating sites – a ravenous beauty from her photos, the physical embodiment of perfection – dark luscious curls that ebb about her soft smooth features – her high cheek bones that accent her intoxicating hazel eyes. Needless to say, I was already lured in just by her physical prowess. Now, tack on that our conversations via email and text to this point have been great – I sensed even a little naughty in her.

Reddit fueled night of subspace [m/f]

My gf stumbled on reddit stories quite awhile ago and has been trying out the different "flavors" if you will. She and I have experimented with D/s in the past, both ways, but she has always had an acts of service streak in her anyway. I have tried explaining to her that D/s is what one makes of it, it doesn't have to be the full on whips and chains and slave mentality, but it wasn't until she stumbled on all the D/s stories on Reddit did it finally sink in.

So she sends me a snapchat at work one day telling me all this and that she wants to experiment with this side of herself. She laid out some very basic and minimal ground rules, no pulling out of her and straight in her mouth, she's not into pain….that was it. So that night we messed around with it some. The next day at work she told me via snapchat I was "too nice and forgiving" and that she wanted more forceful….she wanted to be used(her words). I told her I could do that, but that side of myself scared me. She told me to bring it on.

This was intended for another Redditor but they deleted their account because they were impatient and I didn’t want my work to go to waste. [oral]

I hear you arrive home and i rush to the door, without saying a word you take me to the bedroom and push me to my knees, being the little cum slut i am i know whats this means and my heart races with anticipation. You take of your top off as i quickly undo your belt and take off your pants, shoes and socks, you lie down on the bed and i can see the head of your cock through the leg of your boxers, thrilled with the thought that it will soon be making it way into my mouth.

They’re Minerals Marie [oral][MF]

I shuffle papers on my desk when I hear a knock on the door. Come in. I say.

You've just finished cleaning up the mess your boyfriend left in the store. You know you’re going to be fired but are steeling yourself for the bad news.

Sit down Marie I say as you walk in my office. I clear my throat and say Now you know what happened out is just something I can’t tolerate. Too many times, you've been late or out the bad crying because of this boy. I wonder how much you really want this job. You have to keep your work life and your personal life separate. When you are here, you are doing what I need you to do.

I really hate to say it, because you are genuinely a good worker, trustworthy etc. But I think I need to let you go Marie.

You start to scrunch your face up. I really need this job, Sir. I know my boyfriend can be fiery, but that’s what I like about him, it’s a doubled edged sword. There must be some way that I can change your mind. Please, don’t make me beg! I’ll do anything. My face remains stern. I can’t see my mind changing on this. Your voice changes to be a little more flirty. There must be something I can do, to change your mind.

In Over My Head, Part 4: Fucking My New Step-Mom [mF][dark]

This is a work of fiction.

I'm writing this down because I don't know what else to do. My grades have gone down the tubes, my college plans are looking iffy, and I've started cutting myself. I want to tell someone but I'm too scared – it could destroy my family and leave us in a national media circus. I'm hoping that writing this down will help; I'll probably just burn it but at least I'll kinda get it out.


“We’re getting married!”

Dad and Caroline told me at a holiday dinner, just the three of us. Dad beamed with joy, and Caroline put her arms around him and kissed him on the cheek.

“Congratulations,” I said, managing a beaming smile. “I’d been wondering when you’d get around to it, Dad.”