Swinging Around

The girl at the party

He pulled up with my favorite pizza and a bottle of Jack ready to go. I opened a high noon in the car and started in on the pizza. (Wasn’t driving) It was a new kind for me to try. Pineapple and vodka was the listed flavor but it mostly just tasted like the after taste you have when you chug beer. Momma didnt raise a quitter so I finished it despite the poor taste.

When we got to the party they had one girl strapped down to a bed being teased. A dom/fem had a vibrator and a crop she was using on her. She was slapping the crop lightly along her inner thigh and using the vibrating bullet on her clit. The girl on the bed was moaning loudly in responce.

I took a shot and then made a drink. I sat watching nervously. I turn into an introvert at parties and wallflower out. Master stood watching eyes wide.

The sub was loud. Pleasure waved over her. Occasionally guests took turns playing with her breasts and firm erect nipples. It was all about edging. The dom would get her close and then stop.

Training Worm Girl FF, nonconsent, Slavery, Bondage, Humiliation, Pet Play, Body Mod.

I waited with bated breath for my newest delivery. I was so excited that I paced nervously on the floor. Going back and forth between watching the blaring television and checking for updates on my tablet. I looked at the longingly at the lovely face on the television screen, the missing young woman Amy Park, an up and coming Korean American state senator who had died yesterday in a car crash. She was lauded as a hero for her work fighting human trafficking and would be sorely missed.

Except she wasn’t dead. Some powerful people whom she had crossed one too many times on the issue of human trafficking had arranged for her staged accident, and facilitated her delivery too me. My job as a dominatrix was to turn her into a worm girl, transforming her from a hero to an enslaved zero. She wasn’t dead, though she would probably wish she was when I was done with her.

My foray into the world of link [bdsm] [MDom] [Fsub] [bondage] [Hitachi] [squirting]

I recently experienced BDSM for the first time as a submissive. I know that I am a submissive because it is the only avenue, at the expert hands of someone else who graciously lends me the fruits of their meticulous craft, through which my constant churning mind silences. The violent, constant churning of contradictory states of inner world come to an abrupt stop, yet there is no lurch of inertia that jostles you. It defies description and physics.

There are scenes within scenes.

First, there was the equipment setup, where I assisted Sir and helped with the unpacking of the toys and spreader bar. I don’t have many of my own toys. I do use a dildo but using it must feel akin to feeling how a carnivore feels if it is forced to eat tofu – never completely satisfying, means to an end. I had never used a Hitachi wand on myself. Yeah, really. I have been in handcuffs and role played as a submissive before, but this was a complete production. A one-woman production, but Sir was the director, choreographer, art designer, sound and lighting tech, stage crew, makeup, and curtain call. There were toys in shapes and sizes I had never seen before. A toy of three-pronged pleasure, a double-penetrative double dildo thingy, and a buttplug that both inflated AND vibrated. What.

[MF] The unintentional bull, or, how I’ve spent the last five years fucking other men’s wives (Part I — first time with Molly)

With plenty of time on my hands during this seemingly endless pandemic, I’ve been recalling many of my past experiences as a bull, and just started writing them down for some reason. I figured this subreddit would find them interesting. At the outset, let me declare that, at root, I am a man with fairly conventional ideas about relationships. I’ve never been married, but have always wanted to be, and have spent a good chunk of early my life in committed monogam-ish relationships. I’m a pretty unremarkable Yuppie-type, with a good job, my own home, and some rather ordinary hobbies and personal interests. All of which is why it’s odd for me to confess that I’ve spent the last five years ruthlessly fucking other men’s wives. I find the term “bull” very off-putting — seriously, we can’t come up with something better? — but have to conclude that it indisputably applies to me.

Tamed Part 7: A Masochistic Meeting (Continued)

Soz for the delay!

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and did not happen. This may get a little unrealistic (Especially in this part), you have been warned!

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I frantically pulled and tugged at my shirt, almost ripping it off of my body thanks to the overwhelming libido which pulsed through me like a drug. I dragged it up and over my head as I strongly tossed it to the floor before I undressed my lower half. The metal buckle of my belt jangled and clinked as Claire waited with her elongated tongue patiently waiting to receive me.

For the moment I wanted to make her wait for just a little longer, making sure to keep my underwear on I stepped out of my jeans and kicked them across the bedroom. I stepped forward to press her exposed tongue onto the thick, heated bulge in my tight underwear. The last three/four inches was exposed as it pushed past the leg of my underwear; it throbbed and twitched like a tentacle as I brushed the bulge across her matte brown lips. Reaching my arm around I held onto the back of her head with a firm grip, moaning in a manly tone as I rubbed it left and right over her cock drunk mouth.

Family Reunion [Incest][MM][MF][MMF][FF][anal][squirt]

It was finally time for the family reunion. I couldn’t wait to get there. It was always one of my favorite memories, going to the lake, cooking out at the huge rental house we got every year. It was really something special.

We had just arrived, my Dad, Mom and I. I could already hear Aunt Carol inside mixing up margaritas. “We’re finally here!” I exclaimed, jumping out of the car. My little orange shorts were giving me a wedgie, my ass is always so jiggly I have to be careful, especially being a teenager, I constantly have old men ogling me. I pulled my shorts out of my ass, and wiggled my bare toes. They were painted bright pink, which is my absolute favorite color, and I’m not ashamed. The sun was shining bright in my face, I winced and pull strands of hair out of my mouth, “are you ever going to get out of the car!” I yelled to my parents.

“Coming!” My Dad bellowed. He proceeded to get out of the car, a big black Range Rover, and turned to me and smiled. My Dad has always been such a great guy, and is so nice to Mom and I, always offering to help us whenever he could. “Come on hun” he called to Mom.

[NSFW] How I discovered I love MMF / Gangbangs

So my original story was taken down from another page so I’m posting it here.

I was sort-of known as the school slut in my school pretty much from the get-go because I had sex with 2 of my previous boyfriends, other girls were having sex but I don’t think their boyfriends were talking about it as much as both of my ex’s were. So naturally this meant most girls were overly dismissive or just outright mean to me. (Especially after I broke up with my second boyfriend) So I would hangout with guys instead, which was fine with me I liked doing what guys liked anyways, I felt like I had more in common. I liked video games and sports, which girls weren’t as into.

So over time I became really good friends with two of the guys in my neighborhood, we would walk to the mall (that was just where everyone would hangout I wouldn’t drag them shopping with me or anything) I would play basketball with them and go back to one of their houses to play video games a lot.

The Halloween Frat Party [MF] [Voyeur] [Exh] [Cuckhold]

I rolled over in bed to the sound of buzzing from my phone. I grabbed my glasses and put them on to clear the blur from the screen. “Yur a fuking asshole” sent at 12:44 AM from Lisa. My girlfriend’s best friend wasn’t always the nicest to me. She never really understood what Shannon saw in me, and quite frankly, she wasn’t a fan of her not spending all her time with her. Lisa was a pretty girl, but she was rough around the edges. She didn’t have any trouble finding guys to take her home from Frat parties or the bar and fuck her, but when it came to seeing her again, guys seemed to move on quickly. She thought she was funny, but she was just mean. She swore to much, drank too much, didn’t care about other people’s feelings. Just in general she was a jerk. Honestly, I don’t know why my sweet girlfriend Shannon liked her. I opened my phone and saw three messages from her:

“WTF Jason? You made Shannon wear her swimsuit under her Toga?” – 11:55pm

“Who the fuk even tells there girlfriend what to do?” – 11:56pm

Mom finds son using her toys, decides to turn him into sissy. (Mom/son) (femdom) (sissy) (gay)

It was a Friday afternoon when Mom went to hang out with her friends. She said she wouldn’t be home until 8 pm. 4:30 rolls around and I stared to get horny, so put some gay porn on the tv. And I figured I had time so I ran to my mothers room and borrowed her dildo, a nice 13 inch long and about inch and half diameter rubber cock. So I go back out and place the dildo on the floor, put a condom on it and began the ride.

About 5 minutes go by and all of a sudden from behind me I hear behind me “Well well well. What do we have here?” I jumped up in shock spun around and just stood there not knowing what to say, but before I could say anything Mom spoke again but in very stern voice “Who told you, you could get off that cock! Now squat down an put it as deep in your ass as it can go!” So I did as she told me. Her next words were “now be a good pussy and stay like that.” And she left to her room.

A Night of Surprises Pt 1 [Cheating] [Reader Driven]

Hey all. Trying something a bit different here. I’m starting a story, but I’m leaving it up to readers to determine where it’s going to go! Following below is a set-up introducing the main character and a few supporting ones. Feel free to suggest new characters coming in or use some of the ones set up. I’ve also given Maddie the MC a few personality traits that can hopefully help inspire ideas.

So how’s this work? Based on reader comments, I’ll shape and write the next part of the story. Where it goes and what happens to Maddie is up to you, but it’ll definitely include cheating in some way. How much and how hard, well, that’s your call. I’m hoping to tackle this piece by piece, so try and keep suggestions toward scenes versus mapping out the whole story.

I’m really excited to see how this experiment plays out. Hopefully it doesn’t fall flat and no one comments but hey, sometimes experiments explode in your face. Here we go!