Tag: Prostate

[MF] My first time being pegged. I paid someone to do it.

I am normally a pretty dominant person in bed. However, I have always had this aching desire to be submissive and be on the “receiving” end. Pegging has always interested me as the act of being penetrated is so foreign to me.

A few weeks ago I was browsing reddit F4M post for those interested in pegging and found a few posted by someone in my area. They were several days old so I had very little hope that I would get a response. But lucky for me she responded that she was still in the area on was interested!

Now this part I’m not that proud of. I paid her. Not something I was intending on doing but my desire to be fucked was high and I was feeling generous. Plus she’s got to make a living.

Once we agreed on a price and a date I bought a strap on (didn’t want a used one being used on me). I also figured, if this is going to be the only time this happens I’m going to go all out. So, I also bought a chastity device and some panties. If we were going to do this I wanted to do it right. Read more »

A Change of Relationship Ch3 (MM, MF, cd, femdom)

Chapter 3! Check out the other two posted earlier on here. These are all I have written but I plan on two more or so! What do you think should happen in the next few chapters?
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The parking lot of the adult bookstore, Cherries, was empty, save me and Ryan’s cars, and the red Corolla that must have belonged to Kira. The night had got chilly since we’d been inside, and I could feel the sharp contrast of my hot, flushed skin against the cool air.

Kira had set about whatever she was doing, and still had to close the store, but she promised she’d be over as soon as she could.

“Why don’t you head to your place, get showered and all that, while I tidy up at the apartment. Since we’re having company and all.” Ryan said with a sly grin.

“Okay daddy. What time should I be at your- our place?” I stammered a bit, caught in that odd psychological place when you’re between living arrangements.

“Just head over once you’re ready, but don’t keep me waiting too long, will ya?” He said playfully.

“You know I wont!” I chimed with a smile. Read more »

A Change of Relationship Ch 2 (MM, MMF, cd)

Ch 1 is posted on here earlier today. Let me know what you think! Ch 3 posted later today.

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Ryan and I spent the next couple days mostly in our suite, enjoying the exploration of our new sort of dynamic. I became more accepting of the desires I felt, much to the credit of Ryan guiding me in his firm but caring way.

True to the rules he laid down, I wore a lot of my former fiancé’s lingerie when he took me to bed. If we ventured down to the hotel bar, or out to a restaurant in the evenings, he’d have me wear just the panties from a set under my clothes.

It was remarkable, and took no small amount of adaptation, on my part, at any rate, how dynamic Ryan could be. He seemed to effortlessly transition between the dominant, insatiably lusty alpha male in our room, and my best friend outside of it.

It was hard for me to keep up with that level of emotional and mental gymnastics, but I learned. Read more »

A Change of Relationship Ch 1 (MM, cd)

This is a relatively long post! This is the first story I wrote and published elsewhere, first time posting here. Let me know what you think!
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I swung the door open to the honeymoon suite, tossing my suitcase in and stepping through the door. My best friend followed me in. But not like, my wife is my best friend, no, just my best friend Ryan. Megan and I were to be married the previous day, but it hadn’t come to be. The week before I’d found text messages, and then photos of her and her secret lover.

I’d seen pictures of them together. And “together.” And not just in her pussy. Or just her mouth. But in her ass too. She’d never even let me put my penis there. And he was… Well he was really well endowed. He dwarfed my manhood. I will always remember the deep, ebony skin of his shaft buried in my fiance’s pale body.

After the tearful argument, in which she didn’t even promise to stop seeing him, she’d left the house. She sent me a picture an hour later of her panties around her ankles and her lovers legs between hers. She’d gone straight there to be fucked. She sent it out of spite, as if I had done her wrong somehow. Read more »

She was so tired of waiting for the right Daddy to come along. Part 4 (DD/lg, noncon, role reversal)

The cock pushed hard against the back of my throat as I immediately started to gag and choke on it. The feeling of worthlessness was indescribable and peaked as she grabbed the back of my head and even though I couldn’t take it in my throat, I thought as I choked on it, she rocked her hips forward smashing my head against the headboard, the dildo cramming into my mouth with nowhere to go… until all of a sudden as I gagged, all that dick bunched up together found an opening to escape into. My throat felt like it was going to explode as her red cock slid in and forced its way inside my neck in an instant. I was seeing stars. My stomach was trying to heave around the cock in my throat. Everything slowed down and faded as Sally started to pet my head. “That’s good, Daddy. Just like that.” Her hips rocked back and I could feel the slippery dildo sliding through my throat. I could feel it’s veins. I could feel every bump, enormous. But before the cock passed the back of my throat, she rammed it back in. She kept petting my hair. Up and out of my throat. The feeling of relief building. “You’re…” She rammed it right back in. My hope shattered. “Doing so good.” She squeezed her tits as she threw her head back, pushing the dick even further inside me. I swear I felt it against my lungs. She kept petting me as her head rocked side to side, a smile on her face, so pleased with herself. “Ok, Daddy.” She pulled back and finally, the cock slid up and out of my throat. “You can breathe.” Read more »

(MM) A Change of Colours Pt. III

Rain rolled over the bus windows in small streams. Two unread messages where lighting up my phone that was laying between my thighs. I smiled. These past two days since my night with Finn I had felt alive like never before. But as nice as those moments had been they left nothing but confusion. After all my prior experiences with girls had meant something to me. Even thinking about some moments got me smiling. They even got me hot. On the other hand all I wanted right now was get back on my knees to suck Finns erect cock. To have him eat my thick ass and compliment my asshole while doing it. Crossing my legs I hid my erection.

As the bus passed a school I looked at some of the students. On another day, maybe just a few weeks prior I would have imagined them on their knees in front of me. Right now I could only manifest the desire to get bent over in knee highs and a skirt while a cock was rampaging through my insides. Next I found myself wondering how could I even think such things. Left spiralling through confusion my head felt strange. Like slowly becoming fully awake after only a few hours of sleep. Light-headed and … off. Read more »

The time my [F]WB edged [m]e in front of her roommate

One of the most intense orgasms of my life occurred two years ago. I am sure many details are missing as I trimmed things down to avoid writing a novel, haha.

My previous FWB remains my best Tinder success story to this date. Her name is Rose, at least for this story it is. She has a petite frame, shoulder-length chestnut brown hair, intensely blue eyes, and a confident, velvety voice. While her boobs were small and perky, I was always hypnotized by her ass. It is round, firm, and fantastically satisfying to spank. Rose and I shared a switching power dynamic. Most of the time I ran the show, but she never hesitated to take charge when she was in the mood to get what she wanted. This post is about a night where I was her toy. It was her world; I was just living in it. Read more »

Taking a shower.

He had been alone for a while now feeling the curse of his libido crawling as a dear companion over his body every night.
It was time to answer the call, time to seek relief of this feeling. He decided that tonight was going to be different.
Undressing in the bathroom as he turned on the shower, turning the heat all the way up feeling the warm hot water running over his body.
The thoughts in his head where creating the usual chaos of all his erotic, sexual and perverted ideas / fantasies. They where flashing by so fast they where becoming a blur but he could feel his heartbeat speeding up as he tried to pick one of the dozen ones that came by.
One of his big turn one’s was being forced to orgasm being tied up, no mummified, not being able to move an inch. his entire body wrapped in a kind of foil only his cock and balls not being covered.
As he could see the image of his body before his eyes his right had slowly moved down over his body. going over his hardening cock slowly cupping his bals. Closing his eyes he imagined the hand he felt was not his had, seeing his immobilized body in his fantasies.
A hand sliding over the foil from his feet, over his legs going higher. suddenly feeling the grip of a hand around his bals as they where squeezed and pulled downwards a bit, feeling the pain rushing trough his body. Instantly making his cock hard. Not only did he have this sensation in his fantasie but he could feel his cock growing against his hand in the shower. Not able to resist the urge his left had gripped his cock starting to pull back the foreskin of his cock, gripping it hard as he started to jerk it.
His breathing becoming heavy as he could feel himself turning in to the perverted horny creature of a guy he became turned on. Loving the pain he pressed his nails of his left hand in his shaft, pressing hard, the stinging pain rushing trough his body.
The hurt turned him in to a perverted thing, no longer the name “man” worthy. In his phantasy his cock was slapped, gripped hard as he was stroked up and down faster and faster. His muscles tensing up so hard, not being able to move, not even cry out in pain and pleasure.
He moaned hard as he was jerking himself in the shower, so turned on he could not care what happened around him. Every now and then his left hand let go to give his cock a hard slap followed by his hard grip again.
He started to lean back against the wall of the shower as he felt himself edge, being almost to the point of no return. Pulling and hitting his bals imagining being torture in his mummified state.
I need to cum, i need to cum so bad…. feeling how his muscles behind his bals and his prostate started to spasm, pumping up his white liquid, still maintaining the speed and the roughness he cried out as his cum exploded out of his cock, hitting the shower glass, some on his hands and belly. with a cry of pain he fel to his knies still continuing to pull his cock his nails still pushed deep in his skin.
He felt so perverted horny he could not stop pulling the skin over and back of the head of his cock a horny thought entered his mind, on his knees he moved forward he started licking his cum from the shower window.
When he cleaned up his mess with his tongue he finally stopped jerking releasing his cock feeling the stinging pain as his nails left his skin.
He got back up and started to wash his body as other dark fantasies invaded his mind

Anniversary [Pegging]

Taken aback, I finally managed – I think – to mutter, the hand still on the doorbell:

— You are… gorgeous.

Laura laughed a playful laugh, visibly pleased with her effect. Observing her from top to bottom, it was difficult to recognise in the lovely woman who had opened the door my timid girlfriend. She had chosen a light flower dress, buttoned on the front and finishing mid-thighs to better reveal her legs covered in black nylons and ending with pumps.

I had been going out with Laura for the past two years, and I had seldom seen her wear anything other than ample flannel shirts, black trousers and Doc Martens and, despite always looking cute, with her big brown eyes and red hair, her little upturned nose covered with freckles, and her soft white skin. Never had I seen her so frighteningly sexy.

After a few moments of dazzled silence, as my blood had decided to come in higher parts of my body, I gave the flowers I had bought for our anniversary. She threw her arms around my neck, approaching her red lips to my ear. Read more »

taking the knot [MF] [FemDom] [pegging] [anal] [based on true events]

I shoved him down in the backseat of his car and yanked his jeans down the rest of the way. His ass was pale and completely shaven smooth. While I uncapped the lube, I ran a few fingers along his opening, touched the soft skin of his heavy balls. Just that action had him whimpering. I slicked my strap with my left hand and what excess I had leftover, I wiped rather carelessly on his hole.

I didn’t ask any questions. Didn’t tell him it was go time: he knew, he was willing.

I lined the cock head up and guided my hard, platinum silicone toy into his ass up to the knot using my hand. He sighed and given we were in a sort of missionary position, I was able to look at him and see his eyes rolling back in his head. It had been a long time since he’d been properly piped and I was eager to change that. I gave a few experimental thrusts. I couldn’t feel his tightness, but I was acutely aware of it, somehow, able to gauge his grip as I pulled back to push back in. Read more »