Ryan and Daniel [MFm]

My name is Ryan Sterling and I own a resort in the Florida Keys. My eighteen year old son Daniel and I live on the resort in a penthouse overlooking the water. He is going off to college after the summer is over. His mother and I have been divorced for seven years after I found her sleeping around with some of the resort staff. I grew up here and so did my family for generations. I love this place and so does my son. Between the hot ladies constantly strutting around and the sticky weather we always usually both had our hands full of whatever we wanted.

I have been teaching him some of the basics about how to bed a woman properly and he essentially asked me something to the effect of "do you have anyone to demonstrate with?" I told him that I did not at the moment but when I did I would let him know.

Alec and Brianna (6 of 10) [MF] [Dark] [Smoking] [Running] [voy] [huml] [Roleplay]

BRIANNA

Your covert study of my every move has revealed a tantalizing little secret – I appear to have a crush on my personal trainer, Langston. And even better, I am hiding my smoking habit from him.

You watch with mild fascination the first time he comes over while you are away. You notice, an hour before my session, that I start to get ready – I shower, brush my teeth, dress, put up my hair, and apply light perfume and make-up. But contrary to my regular habits, I keep my cigarettes hidden and out of reach. Then, even though my training sessions with Langston are two hours long, I still refrain until after he has left our house.

While I am with Langston, you notice that I am cheerful and friendly. I often ask him to help me get into a particular pose or to show me which muscles I am working – both of which require him to touch and manipulate my body. For his part, Langston is cordial, but you cannot tell if he has any particular affection for me. If he does, his professionalism keeps his desires in check.

Beauty and the Beast/The Gentle Monster/Quasimodo and Esmeralda type story MF [fantasy] [reluc] [sm]

I want the most nervous virgin you can think of. The nervousness is HUGELY IMPORTANT!!! Not just a normal virgin guy though. I want him to mostly be that way because he’s deformed like Quasimodo or the elephant man. Really burned/scarred face. Scars all over. Hunch backed too, and fat. Like this FROM BIRTH. Knows nothing else.

I mostly just fantasize about it happening in some midevil/fantasy realm. When the Vikings would pillage villages they would take women to rape too. I’d want to be a maiden or lady in waiting who was taken for that purpose. Like a noble or even a princess.

The other guy (deformed one) would be the village outcast, probably someone I’ve (I’m the girl) never even seen before but whom is ostracized socially for obvious reasons because of his deformities. He'd be like the town myth. 'Monster' myth, mostly a hermit before the Vikings find him.They would take him too simply because of how much of a human curiosity he is, they think they could get kicks and giggles from torturing him or something. They capture him like the women they use for rape.

Alec and Brianna (10 of 10) [MF] [Dark] [Smoking] [Coughing] [cuck] [reluc] [prost] [Roleplay]

ALEC

I give Quinn his instructions. He is only too happy to help in my little intrigue. Then I eagerly get back to my observations.

I watch you light one cigarette after another. I love that I have left the hook so deep in you. That night, I order another girl from SmokingHot.

She arrives dolled up to the nines. Dark red lipstick as I specified.

"Ah Ember." I say "Nice to see you."

"Sure" she says.

We make out in front of the observation cam. Then I have her sit and smoke in the same posture I observe you in. She smokes very sexily. 100's in a long black cigarette holder. I jump her when I can hold back no longer, spilling the ashtray.

"Take it Brianna!" I shout.

"Brianna?"

"Shut up" I say as I enter her.

She struggles because she knows I like it that way. They must have quite a file on me at their company. I finally get her pinned down and give it to her good.

Alec and Brianna (8 of 9) [MF] [Dark] [Smoking] [Coughing/Choking] [Imprisonment] [voy] [cuck] [reluc] [prost] [Roleplay]

ALEC

Two hours later I appear with a tray. "Apparently you have frightened our Mrs. Jeong. I will have to bring the food now. I don't think you will have much luck overpowering me."

"Alec, please, I'm begging, what does it take?"

I take a cigarette from a case in my jacket. You lunge for it, but the chain brings you up short.

"Repeat after me 'I am a nicotine jonsing whore.'"

"WHAT??" You begin screaming and throw everything on the tray at me. I calmly return the cigarette to its case and leave you.

The next time I bring a tray, I find you weeping. "Please Alec, don't make me…"

I wait. Finally, you look up "I… I am a nicotine… jonsing whore."

I go on "'Who will do anything and everything necessary for my fix'."

You repeat "Who will do anything and everything necessary for my fix."

I toss you the cigarette and you are greedily puffing it within seconds. The rush is intense. It has never been like this before. It is like a drug.

When it is gone you look are me expectantly.

My first story: Schoolgirl MMF Threesome from the POV of one of the guys.

I was bored so I decided to write a story. Enjoy.

We're both in science class, the teacher's babbling on about cells or something. You sit there twirling your hair around, doodling in your notebook. You're humming away when you hear the teacher mention your name, you look up to see him standing right in front of you. He doesn't look happy. He's looking down at you, you look up with a grin on your face, still swirling your hair, hoping it'd at least cheer him up a little. It does. He tells you that you've been grouped up with 2 of the new kids – Me and my friend; 2 guys you've never really talked to before but you've seen them around. As the teacher is about to walk away you gently bite your lower lip and look back down to continue scribbling in your notebook.

My Milf Landlord Taylor [mF] [Oral] [Reluc]

So I live in a basement apartment that I've rented from a married couple who live upstairs. I'm 21 years old and they are in their 40's. The wife still has a decent body and pretty big tits with a face I just want to explode on. I noticed that the wife(Taylor) gives me flirty looks from time to time and on this Sunday I decide to make a move.

Sunday is Taylor's laundry day where she comes down to the basement to clean her clothes. She always plans it on a Sunday and tells me she's need the laundry room. Knowing this, I decide to be completely naked when she comes down as if I just got out of the shower.

As I hear her coming down the stairs, I immediately wrap the towel around my head as if I'm drying it. I hear her open the door and turn around quick, at this time she is in direct view of my cock.

She is so startled and says, "Oh my god! I'm sorry, I'm sorry".

I quickly respond, "it's okay, it's okay. My fault. Sorry you had to see that" and type the towel around my waste.

Peccancy [Anal, huml, nc, reluc, feminization, MM, Mdom, Msub, Fdom]

(Hey, just found this buried in a thread. The brief video at the end was taken down shortly after, but I transcribed it for this post. Thought you guys might enjoy.)

User_PrincessNat: I’m going to try to tell you everything that he did to me. I think it might help me start to accept what’s happened to me.

It all started with Han, the worst asshole I knew. He was Asian, ripped, rich, and, unfortunately, hung like a horse (you won’t believe how I found that out). That thing about Asian guys and small dicks? Not true. And he was always working out at the gym. I was always too afraid to go–having to negotiate with all those guys for bench privileges seemed too nerve-wracking and awkward to bear. I ran instead, and I would do the occasional squats and crunches at home, for the sake of my knees and core. Han had a way more impressive physique than me. I was more lean, although I had pretty thick…upper legs…from the running. We all don’t realize how much brute physical force still counts in this world, and Han had it over me. We were rivals, and in raw power I was completely outdone. But by the time I realized it, he…I’m sorry, I don’t quite know where to start. I think, maybe, I need to go a little farther back.

Unconventional Desires [Excerpt] [BDSM Romance, D/s, M/f]

I think I need to attend yoga classes to improve my posture! I felt very self conscious and very exposed performing those positions and as a consequence I think they may not have been up to par in his mind and in truth my own.

I do not know how he felt about this part of the session, though I am sure he would not have held back in criticising if he were unhappy, nevertheless he did say that my legs were not open wide enough. In my defence I have a lifetime of modesty and inexperience to fight against, but I hope that in time I will be able to perform in the manner he expects of me.

Acceptance of pain was another topic that he had listed on his training schema. This “acceptance” took place on the bedroom floor. I remember kneeling on the bedroom floor, no clothes, not even a pair of knickers and he approached me with a bag containing plastic pegs. He put the bag down on the bedside chest and took out a few of them.

Stage Slut [MMFF, bdsm, exh, Fdom, Fsub, huml, nc, oral, reluc, voyeur]

I was tied up. They kept me in my cage backstage, hands and feet always in cuffs, ready to be bound by cords. They were already bound- one of the guards had secured them half an hour ago. He… promised… that he and a friend would be back soon, to fetch me for the show.

They've already got me ready for the show. I'm wearing a new outfit this time- a black leather crop top, with a too-tight halterneck holding my large breasts. Leather skintight pants, with a hole cut into them, showing my black cotton panties underneath. It's uncomfortable, lying the way I am on the floor with all the leather, but I can't move. Not with the restraints.

"Hey. Slut. It's your turn." I look up to see the two guards smiling darkly at me, obvious bulges in their pants. One of them began to move a hand down to his crotch. "The problem is, we're not quite sure if you're ready to perform. We think you might need a little preparation." "No, I- I'm fin-" "Did I say you could talk, slut? Because I don't remember that. I don't remember that at all. You're not here to talk."