His Submission IV

He sat tied to a chair.

His arms behind his back, the rope looped through the wooden slats of the back of the chair and his ankles tied to the front legs so that his legs were slightly parted.

He was completely naked.

In the seat of the chair, there was a hole cut so that Miss Doll could have access to her ass.

She’d made good use of this and she’d inserted a, larger than used before, vibrating dildo into her ass.

When she first slid it in she’d used lube but she had deliberately been a little rough. She had fucked her ass for a few minutes and gleefully watched as her cock became harder and harder.

She then pushed the dildo all the way in and turned on the vibration. A slow pulsating motion continuously throbbing. She had then left the room.

He sat, her cock semi-hard and milking pre-cum synchronised with the cycle of the dildo.

After some time, maybe half an hour, Miss Doll returned to the room. She walked in dressed in a short black leather skirt, ankle-high boots and a PVC short corset type top. She looked divine. Surely worthy of his and anyone’s devotion and worship.

[F] (32) I have a list of every guy [M] I’ve slept with and my favourite things about them. I want to share all 23 experiences with you

This is something I’ve never told anybody. Friends and I, like most groups, talk about sex a lot. Some details are included, however, most are spared. I like to reminisce and I remember particular details about my sexual endeavours. Some things are best enjoyed alone. Until now.

It’s time I shared a list that I’ve kept on my phone for some time.

1) (Nov 2007 – age 18) – Ryan – 6″ and muscular arms. Loved hitting me from the back. Gave up with the condom half way through.

2) (Jan 2008 – 18) – Jadon – 8″. Held me against the wall and fucked me. Couldn’t fit it all in my mouth. My first orgasm from penetrative sex.

3) (April 2008 – 18) – Noah – Came quick but I’d never been fucked so hard in my life. Round 2 went longer and he came in my mouth.

4) (Sept 2008 – 19) – Andrew – Self conscious of his size. Made no difference. Incredible birthday treat. Made a guy cum in record time. Second time around, I came on my back.

The Joys of Milking a Straight Man [MM]

A straight guy recently reached out to me on a different website and asked an interesting question. He saw that I enjoyed giving long, deep handjobs and asked, “If I had a buddy like you and I wanted him to give me a handjob and milk me dry, would it be selfish and rude to not reciporicate because I am straight and not interested?” He continued on to say that he felt guilty being the recipient of so much pleasure and was worried that a guy like me might deny him if he didn’t want to do anything in return.

I quickly reassured him that the whole joy of millking, for me at least, is that both parties get something out of the experience.

For me personally, these include:

1) **Providing a New (and exhilarating) Experience**: Men are often asked to be active in the bedroom. Givers. Milking a man and helping him enjoy the slow experience of releasing his seed is rewarding for me….whether he is on all fours or just kicking back. I particularly love the look of surprise, pleasure, and ecstasy when a guy is on the receiving end of my hands, toys, lube, mouth, and prostate massage skills. He has no expectations other than enjoying the moment.

The Step-Daughter [Short-Story (Epilogue)]

I’m sitting in my chair in the living room and she walks in.

Wearing a short, red skirt and a tight white t-shirt. She has ankle socks and gym shoes. No bra and no panties on, not that I am aware of the latter part yet.

“Hey, dad!” She gleefully announces her arrival.

She walks over and stands above me, taking the position of power and dominance that is now always hers.

It started two or so years ago, and I was in control. Using my twenty-something step-daughter, educating and developing her. But she soon realised that the power was all hers and she grabbed hold of it with both hands.

She squats down between my legs, her skirt riding up her curvy, but athletic thighs.

I was lost when she entered the room and now I am completely disarmed and her complete plaything and toy.

“Uh, hey, sweetheart.” I stutter as I’m hypnotised by her physical presence and my desire for her attention along with my duty and urge to satisfy her.

She takes her hand and rubs it over my groin, rubbing my cock, ‘her’ cock through my jeans.

First experience with Soft FemDom [M23/F23]

The sky was starting to take on a blue tone. It was already early evening and I was walking back to my apartment with her. We were holding hands and having spent the afternoon out as usual on Saturdays, we always went out for a date. we had been dating for 8 months and we were celebrating, after the ice cream she had told me, at the ice cream shop. that she had a surprise for me when we arrived at my apartment. Well, expectations created and the naughty face with which she told me I thought of several whoring… We were always very active sexually speaking, we’ve had sex at three, four… orgies, fetishes… I love that about Alice, a 23 year old girl with a beautiful smile. her front teeth are a little far apart, but all very white and aligned, it turns out that this makes her smile even more beautiful. Especially since whenever she smiles her eyes close a little which gives her an even more innocent and cute look. whoever looks at it can’t imagine that she loves to be called a whore during sex and to use anal plug on a daily basis.

You Catch Your Futa Wife Cheating With The Neighbor! [M:33, Futa:25, F:20]

After a long day’s work and psychotic-break-inducing traffic, you finally reach your neighborhood. As you drive into the winding cul-de-sac, you slow down, both to not hit the kids playing near and on the streets and to give yourself a moment to calm your nerves. A little breathing room to wind down, let work, upper management, finance, and other things melt away into a blur. You are here. You are home, your little corner of the world, the king of your castle. Your beautiful young wife is waiting at home, no doubt baking your meatloaf and potatoes just the way you like it.

You roll down the windows to take in the sound and smell of a gentrified suburban life. The whiff of pine trees tickles your nose, and the sound of children laughing and yelling grows louder. You watch Mrs. Smith taking Old Jenny on a stroll. The Jones are preparing a barbecue. You wave at Bobby doing a power walk in his gay-ass fanny pack, and you avoid Harper and Willow dancing seductively for the camera.

Finally, you reach your white picket fence. Nobody else in the neighborhood has fences, but your wife insisted on them,

The Farm Life (Part 12) [NB][Hucow][Femdom][Pegging][Machine]

Alex was still tied to the cushion, ass up, as Greg was petting their hair.

“Gotta keep you like this for a bit longer to help fertilization then I can let you down Alex.” He calmed.

Alex relaxed as Greg continued to stroke their back. “How do we know it took?” Alex asked.

“We’ll have to wait and see if you swell tomorrow.” Greg explained, “It’s been long enough, let’s get you down.” As he spoke the cushion righted itself and he detached Alex’s hair and binds holding them in place.

“That was very intense.” Alex said.

“Dr. Teff does a great job with the bulls, but they live in an almost constant state like the one you experienced before giving birth yesterday.” Greg explained. “Teff gives them a stimulant though so they can fight off the more lethargic effects of the modifications.”

Greg attached Alex’s lead to their neck again. Alex’s mind spun, thinking back to how they felt back before they were going to give birth, they were ready to jump anyone and anything to get off. “How do you keep up with them?” Alex asked.

“I’ll show you!” Greg smiled.

Got fkd by drunk cousin at night, never had a better bed partner since![femboy][m]

My cousin came home drunk , well he lives with us cuz he studies at the college in the city away from his town. Well, i just help him sneak in and out but just weekend it wasn’t the same.

He came early from the night out with his friends and was insanely drunk , and guess what was u doing i was massaging my prostate and was real horny. He texted me to open the door for him and i regretted his early return and opened the door . Yea i hid my massager . He sleeps on same bed with me and as we slept i really regretted that he didn’t let me have a prostate orgasm , usually i sleep with just a large t shirt and shorts, so i started to bury the nager inside me and started prostate massage shamelessly.

[MF] Medical student practices prostate massage on me and blows my mind.

About a year ago I met this girl on Tinder. I was searching for some fun, sex and nothing too serious. Few days passed by before I matched with her. Our convos soon became very sexual. We shared our kinks, talked how we like to do it, what porn we like and stuff like that. She lived pretty far away from me so it was pretty hard to arrange a date. We chatted for a month and a half at least before we saw each other for the first time. We talked about everything but the main focus was on sex. Every night we would sext and send each other nudes. In one of those convos she mentioned that they practiced prostate exam. I told her that she should use me to practice jokingly. Right away she became very interested in that idea. She asked if I would be interested in that and tried to convince me with arguments that I would cum harder and much more than usual. Those are pretty good arguments if you ask me.

Me, a vampire gets a visitor [M250/F27] [Femdom] [Vampire] [Edging] [Handjob]

It was a dark and stormy night….

I was alone in my chambers, writing as I often do in the late night hours when I heard a gentle rapping at the front door. At first I thought it was simply the wind, but sure enough it persisted. Curious, I sat up.

Descending the stair case, I pulled my robe around my chest, and tied it hastily. Wondering what could this be. Perhaps a stranger had blown a tire along the road and needed help? Or someone was lost? That could happen along these winding forest roads.

I am not mean – like many stories my lead you to believe. In fact, I’m quite friendly. Certainly I can be provoked, but I have had several centuries to hone my emotional intelligence; it takes quite a bit to get a reaction out of me. You can bet that what you see is 100% what you get.

I glided across the marble foyer, to the large oak double doors. They were thick and sturdy. Originals from my ancestors country. Through the iron window I noticed a hooded figure. Certainly not more than 120 pounds soaking wet.