[mm] [oral] You were supposed to teach me to ski!

“You were supposed to tech me how to ski, though.” I said, climbing into the bed, and pulling up the dividing pillows.
Nobody wanted any “accidents”.
“You’re too old dude.” He laughed and continued to flex in the mirror.
“I’m only 28!” I shouted with mock indignation. “And no boob play in the room dude. Keep that shit for your gym weirdos.”
He grinned at me in the mirror and bounced his large, overly defined pecs in my direction.

“You’re just mad cos you can’t have any.”

In reality, I had had dreams about those glorious pecs of his. Waking nightmares where I risked it all and made a move on the hottest body builder I knew. Where he threw me back easily and turned his back on me forever.
He knew I had a thing for him, and loved to tease me about it. Making sure we got the same room on this ski trip was just the latest in his targeted torment of me!

I turned away and went to bed, hoping he hadn’t seen my rapidly stiffening dick.

*Deep breaths*. I thought to myself. *Serenity now*.

The Mont Clair School for Girls [free use] [light fdom] [creampie] [FM] [FFM]

The Mont Clair prep for girls would bring a few of us over each weekend to “take care” of the girls. We’d be put up in their dormitories, one of us to each floor, and all we had to do was whatever the girls had asked.

It was the first time I’d been called on to do the duty that term, and I was quite surprised when the first request of the day came from Clarisse. The expected salutatorian and captain of field hockey came in and wordlessly took me by the hand.
She led me back to her room and quickly stripped me down to just boxers. Her roommate, Harriette, was unperturbedly doing her French homework.

“Clarise I didn’t know you ever used us when we were here. Last term Steve told me you were disgusted with the whole idea”

“I lost my v-card over Christmas. Now shut up and get on the bed, they don’t send you boys over here to chat”

“She’s just pissy because she bombed French, and I told her your nice big cock would make her feel better” Harriette giggled

I laughed a little. Harriette ALWAYS made me work hard for her.

[Fmm] The Tutor pt. 5

Chapter 5
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Alicia sat at an empty table in the crowded campus food court. A plain salad wasn’t something she usually ate for lunch, but the threat of being discovered having sex with Adam and Carlos made her stomach ache. She’d skipped breakfast as well. All night long, dreams of being arrested and taken to jail disrupted her sleep after she got back to the dorm. But the insane chemistry they’d shared the night before left her craving more, despite the risk.

Out of the corner of her eye, Alicia saw Megan enter the food court and glance around. Then her eyes stopped on Alicia.

“What the fuck were you thinking?” Megan demanded after stomping up to the table.

She pretended she didn’t know what Megan meant. “I thought I’d eat my lunch?”

“You could be arrested!”

“Nope, I paid for it,” Alicia deflected and lifted the receipt off the tray to wave around.

“I’m serious,” Megan hissed as she sat across from Alicia, then began to shout-whisper. “Adam Morris? We both fucking babysat him! Jeez, I used to build those race car tracks with him all over the living room.”

[MF] How I went from Submissive Co-Worker to Slave Husband? Part 8

Author Commentary- Not feeling very motivated today but I’m going to work my way through it. My (by proxy) is not here at the moment. I could use some slave work in Charlotte. :) who needs me? Joke, sort of….ok let’s get to work.

And by the way….this is not a watersport fetish post. )Not that I have an issue with that, because I’m not one to judge) But if you have read my previous chapters this is not all my mistress is about. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did………….

So now that I have begun my toilet training I’m in a pretty good place. At least 3x per week I wake up to my mistress letting me drink her pee at night, the rest of the time mistress sleeps thru the night and I have to patiently wait until she wakes up in the morning before I’m allowed to take a drink. But, after she uses my mouth as a urinal each morning, takes her first sip of coffee, and nods her approval, I’m also allowed to enjoy a cup of coffee as well. In addition, although I wouldn’t want it to be the only thing I drink each day, I was actually starting to look forward to it. The selfish side of me enjoyed being underneath her of course, but the fact that she lets me have a cup of coffee while she sends a few early emails was extremely gratifying for me.
I’ll admit, the thought crossed my mind that she was perhaps doing all of this just to see how far she could push it, but I was hoping it was because she loved me. So I just kept working at it.

[MMF] Our new friend with benefits… [Long] [BBW] [Interracial] [Big Cock] [Cuckold] [Threesome]

[Mr. Misfit] I’m still shaking it was so good. We started off on the couch downstairs. We sat around and talked for a while, and after a bit I went upstairs to freshen up. When I came back downstairs his pants were off (let’s call him J.) and she was already giving him a handjob. Good sign. I sat and watched for a bit and got really turned on so when he started to finger her I went down on him. After a few minutes we switched, and I sat on the couch and Mrs. Misfit gave me a blowjob. J. laid on the ground and shoved his face under Mrs. Misfit’s pussy so that she was sitting on his face and he was finger fucking her ass and pussy at the same time. This was incredibly hot because he was going pretty hot & heavy and every time he fucked her with his fingers, it would push her full body forward and she would deepthroat me. I almost came right there but I held strong.

Femdoming Ideas For Your Sissy Husband

This is the second part of my fun and humiliating activities for your sissy husband. Enjoy reading my list as the activities get spicier.

(11) Setting a nail salon appointment for your sissy partner can be humiliatingly fun. Picture his reaction when you tell him to be at a specific nail salon for his mani/pedi appointment you booked. Be sure to let him know that he doesn’t need to worry his pretty little head, because you took care of all of the specifics. For my husband, I always request clear nail polish, rather than a color. I don’t want him to be humiliated in an unappreciated manner, but my friends have made their husband get pink toenail polish as a punishment. Similarly, you can also schedule waxing and tanning appointments for your sissy.

(12) The Strapon is one of the best tools to clearly establish who is the superior in the relationship. Unfortunately, many wives draw the line here and refuse to peg their spouse. They are really missing out. Wonderful things can happen with pegging your lingerie clad husband. First, it will break down some of the mental barriers he may have been desperately holding onto in the relationship. When he is screaming like a sissy bitch the first few times and be squeamishly embarrassed afterwards due to mixed emotions, he will love you even more after definitively taking control of him.

Super Rough Sex [Mf] [oral] [anal] [prostate] [piss] [cum] [rough] [fdom]

There’s this trainer, Nikki, at my gym. She’s cold and distant and the most unfriendly person you have EVER met. But she is also drop dead gorgeous. She’s one of those crossfit girls, so she’s incredibly muscular, but not in the gross kind of way. And she’s got fantastic, large breasts, great legs, and a tight ass.

She’s gorgeous.

And my gym friend, Patrick, was fucking her. It was never serious—at least to him—and when she asked when he’d move in and if there were plans to marry, he told her he wanted something casual and that was the end of that.

But Patrick encouraged me to make a move. Thing was, I was too timid. Nikki was as unfriendly as you could imagine. That’s when Patrick had a fantastic idea.

“Listen,” he said in the locker room. “We’re not REALLY friends, you and I. We’re just gym buddies. Nikki HATES me. She feels like I wasted half a year of her life. If you want to fuck her, your in is your deep hatred of me. Just walk up to her one day and tell her you hate me — that I did something bad to you. I don’t care what it is. She thrives on hatred and anger. She’s a really bitter and mean person. But in bed, she will virtually rape you. It is rough and VERY intense. Like, aggressive. If you like that — she’s for you.”

Demom’s Angels, parts 8-end. [slow] [F/m/f] [M/s/d] [inc] [reluc] [group] [fantastical] [satire]

Demom’s Angels

by DiscipleN

— 8 —

During the night, red curtains swirled across their mother’s dreams. They were a veil resisting her questions. She wanted to call the demon’s name but couldn’t remember it. A couple times, she heard her husband say, “I’ve missed you. I’ve suffered an eternity.”

She awoke sweating in the middle of the night. She shook getting out of bed. Stumbling across the carpet, she steadied herself catching the door knob. Carefully she exited her room and shuffled down the hall. The children’s door hung open. They lay naked together in the boy’s bed. His hand was next the girl’s vee. Her hand was wet with his cum, cupping his cock like a flashlight.

Tracy knelt down and kissed their foreheads.

“Mommy?”

“Mom?”

“Can I sleep with you?”

Somehow they fit together perfectly in the small bed.

The mom woke to her children’s hugs. She kissed them awake. “Rise and shine my beautiful darlings. We’re going to be late.”

They weren’t much late after showing together, soaping and scrubbing each other, and toweling. Tracy warmed store bought danish, which they ate on the way to the bus stop. They missed the optimal ride, but caught the next. The children reached school in time.

(M)y first bi experience – unintended glory hole participation. [MM]

(M)y, 42, first blowjob at a glory hole and more…(Long)

Back in the early to mid 00’s I used to travel quite a bit and while on the road I would see the seedy Sex shops in different Midwest states along the interstate. I stopped in a few and discovered some had private video booths and it was good way to get a cheap thrill of jacking off in an unfamiliar place to all types of porn. I’d let the anticipation of getting to those places build up; stroking my cock while driving, etc and would be worked up by time I got there. I’d get $10 of tokens and would make it an event; edging, stroking for as long as the tokens would allow and then blow a huge load. I’d feel satiated and then do it again a month or two later when the bedroom was slow or I’d been away from my wife all week. This was in early 00’s before smartphones and porn at your fingertips but I would still stroke it at home to DVD’s or magazines when the wife wasn’t in the mood.

Josh [MM] [Best friend]

**This is a long post, but I don’t feel comfortable cut short the details as I feel that if I decide to tell this story, I need to tell you guys as detailed as possible**

I was a victim of bully. You know the typical skinny shy nerd who has no taste in clothes and always carry a thick book around? I was once that kid. And everything started to change when I get into high school.

My family moved to a new house the summer before freshman year started, and my best friend Josh was also living there. Some background information about us. So Josh and I have been best friends for like forever. Our families were very close to each other when we were small as his parents worked with mine. For years of our childhood, we were inseparable. But then when we started middle school, due to family business, both families moved to different places. We didn’t see each other for years, but we still kept in touch frequently, and despite the distance, our friendship never seemed to get cold.