Tag: Reluctant

[M]y postgraduate students comes back [F]room China for graduation

I work in a lab in uni, usually you have to supervise students doing a research project. I worked with a student from China, she couldn’t have been taller than 5 foot and sprightly. She had straight black hair shoulder length. There were a few times when there were sparks, but I was in a position of authority and never want to break my codes.

It turned out we were the same age as she had spent 4 years in industry while I had done 4 years of doctoral research. When it came to the end of her project and stay in the UK, she gave me a big hug and a massive gift while we stood outside her halls of residence. I smiled, and said goodbye and walked down the hill.

Then, around December time she messaged on WeChat to say she was coming back for graduation and staying with a friend. I felt a tingle in my blood.

When she arrived she was dolled up and her hair was cut in a shorter style, I enjoyed the ceremony, proud of one of my tuties. At the after ceremony she kept saying how rubbish her friends floor was to sleep on and how noisy the flat was. I told her to stay at mine. I put up my airbed and slept on the floor. Read more »

[Group] That night in the Presidential Suite

(This is a cross post from much earlier)
a crazy weekend. i travel a lot for business and on occasion I am offered some pretty stellar suites in the hotels I stay in. On this particular trip I was actually given the Presidential Suite in a beach front resort hotel. To be clear, I’ve seen much nicer suites but this was not at all shabby.

Separate living room and dining room with a table for 12, huge bedroom, nicer then most hotel rooms, and a bathroom that was about the size of most hotel rooms, with a separate walk in shower and a jacuzzi tub for four… we’ll get to that soon enough.

This story took place back when Craigslist still at the erotic section. Back then it was very easy to find paid entertainment but the real trick was to find the women that really just wanted to let off some steam. It took time, and it wasn’t easy but here I was in this hotel room the first night and I was trolling the Craigslist ads and I found an interesting listing. The woman on the other end basically said, I’m in a hotel and I’m bored. She didn’t mention money at all so I sent her a message. Soon after the familiar chime of my eMail went off and sure enough, it was from her. Read more »

S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch4. [Fm, reluctant, non-con, slow, mast, mdom]

Sub M.O.M.S (Ingrid) by DiscipleN

 
 

Chapter 4

 

I had a fabulous day at work. Books flew through the system, delighting patron and Claire alike. Afterwards, Garrick and I made love before our son returned from school, and cuddled that night. I enjoy my man’s embrace as much as I enjoy getting off with him. I rose early and made breakfast.

Andrew surprised me. He revealed the collar and aimed it at my throat. “Mom, you cut it – you pay for it.” The cut I’d made was sharp. It scratched my neck while he showed me how to buy a replacement online. The pictures on that website disgusted me, even though I knew, the BDSM they depicted was a sham, fantasies at best.

“You’re lucky I don’t make you replace it with a chastity belt.” He hissed.

I drew the line at paying for it with a credit card. I took online anonymity very seriously.

“No problem, Mom. I already set up an account with a porn friendly escrow site. Transfer the cost to my account there, and we’re good.”

“We’re never going to be ‘good’ if you keep harassing me.” I sent the money. Read more »

[MF] How I became a cuckold

This story involve cuckolding, if you are not a fan, please go away. My girlfriend and I enjoy this lifestyle.
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Quick introductions, my girlfriend and I are both asians in our 20s.

I’ve always had a cuckold fetish and it took a lot of courage to finally tell my girlfriend about it. Samantha wasn’t too into it but was willing to help me explore my fantasy.

It all started quite innocently, she would tell me about her ex while we had sex. Being asian, she was quite conservative and was reluctant to dress sexily. However, she gave in after my pestering and dressed sexily when we went out. I would always walk behind her and notice the stares she received. I bought a big dildo for her and we experimented with it, making her suck it while I fuck her, and her sucking me while she bounced on it.

I think somewhere along this process Samantha started to enjoy the idea of fucking someone else. She would tell me about a handsome guy she saw at work, on the bus, or just about anywhere really, and the things she wanted to do with him. We would then imagine the dildo was the person’s cock, and she would fuck it. Most of the time, I would just stroke myself while she bounced on the dildo. Read more »

[FF][FFM][les] The Continuing Adventures of Betty Big Titties

***This story involves a character introduced in a previous post. Link in the comments.***

Sometimes I think I have a sixth sense. I can spot a woman and know she has a naughty side.

I’m not talking about the ones that are obvious. Of course anyone can see a woman in a short skirt with a tramp stamp with her tits half out and know she’s probably up for a good time.

I’m talking about the closet cases. The church girl with a dark impulse. The buttoned-up professional that’s dying to let her hair down. The newlywed who can’t forget an impetuous encounter from her past. The suburban wife with a lifelong fantasy she’s never acted upon.

It’s been that way since high school when I first convinced a buxom little red-head to let me unbutton her school girl blouse and let me fondle her gorgeous tits. I loved every moment of helping her break out of shell. I got a dirty thrill out turning a curious little Catholic girl into an insatiable nymphomaniac who was up for anything. Read more »

[MFFFFF][Group][Harem][Sci-fi][Oral][PIV] The Maiden Voyage of the UNS Inuus

It was built as a generation ship, a fat, bloated thing that hung in the void like a particularly cumbersome manatee. One of the four last, great hopes of humanity, the UNS Inuus had been adrift on the solar winds for several years, its grav thrusters working overtime to bring the massive bulk into the decimal-point of light speed that it would need to reach Gliese 667 Cc, one of the few exoplanets close enough and viable enough to sustain human life before it perished among the stars. Now, with its thrusters cold and inert, the Inuus slid soundlessly towards its destination, unperturbed by the fact that neither man nor machine held the helm. It was, for all intents and purposes, a blind, idiot hunk of metal hurtling at unsafe speeds towards a planet that might or might not still be there, and which might or might not be capable of sustaining a fledgling population of Homo Sapiens. So, all in all, there was reason to hope. Read more »

[F]lashing the deliveryman

So yesterday, I was over at my boyfriend’s place just drinking and fooling around (kissing, touching etc.) We needed to eat dinner but were kind of lazy (and a little horny) to leave his house, so we decided to order food instead.

We continued to fool around on his bed when he suddenly said “wouldn’t it be hot if you answered the door in just your underwear?”

At first I was a little shocked (came out of nowhere) and reluctant (I mean, who would be eager to do it). But my boyfriend kept kissing me all over and telling me how hot it would be to do it. I’m not sure whether it was because I was a little tipsy or because I was too horny but I eventually said yes.

The door rang and I stripped down to my matching black bra and panties. My heart was beating fast and I opened the door, greeting the deliveryman.

I saw his shocked face and to be honest, it was quite hot for me. He mumbled something about the food being delivered and tried to look away. But I knew he was watching me from the corner of my eyes. Read more »

S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch3. [Fm, reluctant, non-con, slow, mast, mdom]

Sub M.O.M.S (Ingrid)
by DiscipleN

 
 

Chapter 3

 

My mother visited for Andrew’s fifteenth birthday. She had visited a couple times since my aborted trip, but this was for her grandson. Her medical treatments ended a year prior. Her hair had regrown to shoulder length. Instead of cookies she brought advice. “You’re a man now, Andrew. Your mother and father have raised a fine son. I’m proud of you. They’re proud of you.” She held out her hand. I heard metal tinkle. “It’s not new, but it’s not a junker. I wanted to give you one you have to work for. It’ll need a lot of care and money, until you can afford to buy your own. If I hear that you’ve weaseled your parents into fixing it, I’ll take it back.”

“Mom!” I gasp, “You can’t give him a car. He can’t even drive for another year!”

“Wendy, that’s too much!” Garrick supported me.

“Hush.” My mother snapped. She smirked at her grandson. “I put the car in your name, Andrew, but I’m giving the key to your mother.” Her arm swung. A ring of matching keys dropped in my lap. “Andrew, this isn’t a gift as much as it is a test. If you can be responsible for a wonky car, you can be responsible for anything that motivates you.” Read more »

S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch2. [Fm, reluctant, non-con, slow, mast, mdom]

Sub M.O.M.S (Ingrid) Chapters 2
by DiscipleN

 
 

Chapter 2

 

Over the next two years I kept Andrew from using me indiscriminately, by changing my morning routines. If I didn’t sleep in and busied myself outside, Andrew was too shy to bother me. Which meant, I went to bed earlier and exhausted. My marital sex life suffered, but I only jacked off my son six times over those two years. I’m not sure the trade-off was worth it. I wanted my husband’s love, but to get the hot sex I craved, I had to disrupt his work at home more frequently. He grew irritable.

“Ingrid, darling, you used to save it for bedtime. Can’t you wait?”

If I waited, I’d be too tired to bone my big man. “Nooo.” I whined.

He capitulated that day, but starting the following week, he worked one less day at home and one more at his office. It actually helped smooth over our mutual overfamiliarity.

Andrew caught me at home during one of those extra days his father worked away. I hadn’t adapted my routine quickly enough to keep a safe distance. Read more »

S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch1. [Fm, reluctant, non-con, slow, mast, mdom]

Sub M.O.M.S (Ingrid)

by DiscipleN

*For extra context, please read my first “Sub M.O.M.S.” story.

if early teen shenanigans ain’t your thing, ignore instead of down voting

Chapter 1

“My name is Ingrid Muldurhoek, and my son has been in charge of me for ten years.” I smiled at the group. No matter how embarrassed or ashamed or worried at these meetings, I could manage a smile. I suspect, because of my smile and that I manage a small library, I was chosen to organize them. ‘SMOMS’ have no leaders. There is only one person charge of a member, unless they have more than one son.

Until ten years ago, the idea of sons sexually dominating their mothers, would have elicited my librarian, postive neutral smile, ‘Oh, I’m sorry, that subject isn’t available from public libraries. My career as a librarian had brought me within a year or two of becoming my branch’s head librarian. I was achieving all of my humble desires, professionally and for my family. My husband loved his work. My son was about to begin high school. Andrew was a charmer but not in a sexual way, to me. Read more »