Tag: Reluctant

First Date at a Sex Club [MF] [and F, and F, and M, and M]

There was a stretch during which I was meeting most of the women I dated on OK Cupid. One day, a couple of years ago, I logged onto OKC to discover a note from a woman named Nancy who was intensely curious about my lifestyle. She explained that she had a Catholic upbringing and simply had too much guilt to do the casual/non-monogamous sex thing, or at least she was working on getting over that guilt in an attempt to do it. She wanted to know how I could live with myself – well, that’s grossly over-paraphrasing, but you get the idea.

We messaged a bit and I told her a bit about my worldview, and inquired about hers. We agreed to meet for lunch, simply to continue the discussion, but she was very clear that it would be a platonic encounter only and not lead to anything. I didn’t mind – any encounter is fun – so I readily agreed.

Over lunch we continued the conversation. Nancy was intrigued and a bit jealous that I could set aside the social mores in which we reside and simply live in the moment doing what felt good. The irony is she was single and about my age, so there was literally nothing holding her back from exercising her carnal pleasures. Except her own internal roadblocks. Read more »

Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 4 [BDSM, M/f, NC, Reluc]

*Part 4! I’ve been so encouraged (and turned on) by your comments and PMs. Thanks for following along. I’ve decided that this will be the second-to-last part of this series. I hope you enjoy. As always, PMs are open!*

When my eyes snapped open, I immediately felt my pussy flood. I had training to thank for that. My heightened sense of arousal was a discomfort sometimes, but more often than not, a welcome gift. Today, I hoped it would serve me well. I resisted the temptation to rub my swollen bud, but I knew not to. Cumming was a privilege, not a right, as I understood that my body is not my own. I sighed frustratedly, resigning to be content with a fantasy of what my day would entail.

The auction. I had achieved the institution’s highest standards and have been labeled and processed as a sex slave to be sold to the highest bidder tonight, male or female. Secretly, I hoped for a male. Nothing could compare to the feeling of being impaled on a real cock that moved and came within whatever hole a master chose. I bit my lip at the thought. I had no say in the matter, of course, as my opinion is as worthless as me, but a slave could dream. Read more »

Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 3 [BDSM, M/f, Reluc, NC]

*Part 3! Thank you all for following along and providing your feedback. I hope you enjoy it! As always, PMs open!*

When I heard the jangle of keys outside of my cell, I knew what to do. On my knees, thighs spread, arms at my side and tits out. I scrambled to get in Position One before Nathaniel had a reason to punish me. 

My new life was not what I expected, but it had its appeals. I had given up on fighting it weeks ago when training first began. I was almost disappointed that I would soon be sold, away from the institution and Nathaniel. But I was hesitant to begin today. In the recent past, my training hadn’t been so extreme. Some endurance, some anal, some deepthroating, but nothing I found particularly challenging. I had been praised for my sensitivity and tight pussy and eagerness to please, but scolded often due to a distaste for anal and gagging on cock. At the thought, I winced as my black and blue ass pressed into my heels. I had been punished harshly the other day when I refused Geoffrey’s cock due to a sore throat. I suffered dearly for that. Read more »

Gloryhole Gabbie 03 [Taboo]

I woke up with a sore jaw and a crick in my neck. It was a record number of clients for me at the glory hole last night. I lost track of the official count, but it was over twenty. My first hiatus must have made people crave me more, because that was over double the number of clients I usually had. I made a killing in tips. What was most surprising about that night was that my dad had returned for another round with me. Even more surprising still, he left me with a parting gift of a creampie.

Most guys wear condoms at the glory hole. The manager, Priya, is very strict about it. But if you submit the right paperwork and an additional fee, you’re allowed to go bareback. People were allowed, but it wasn’t very common. That night I had sucked several condom-covered cocks before my dad showed up, and I was busy attending to one of them when he pushed himself through the hole in the booth behind me. I was falling behind, so I offered my vagina to the mystery man behind me in the booth that night and only after the fact did I discover it was my bareback dad. Read more »

Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 2 [BDSM, M/f, NC, Reluc]

*Part 2! Part 1 can be found in my feed. Enjoy and PM me if you want!*

My throat went dry as Geoffrey pushed me inside the room that looked like a dungeon. The walls were a deep maroon. One had a large boudoir, left casually open, displaying a terrifying array of whips, paddles, chains, vibrators, dildos, plugs, and rope. Beside it was a wooden horse, a torture device I vaguely remember reading about. Mounted on it was a Sybian that made my vision go spotty with fear. There were cages of varying sizes, an ominous flat cot facing a machine with a dildo on the end, and hooks hanging down from the ceiling, presumably to tie me to. There were other contraptions and sex toys I couldn’t even begin to describe. In my sudden shock and horror, I felt the crack of a whip against my breasts.

“On your knees, slave. Shoulders back, tits out, arms to your side. Spread those thighs. Now.”

Eager to avoid the sting of his whip, I did as Nathaniel said, breathing hard. Read more »

Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 1 [M/f, NC, Reluc]

*Thought I’d share one of my [18f]  favorite fantasies. Enjoy and PM me if you want (:*

I jolted awake, every muscle tensing as the sound of a key being jammed in a metal lock reverberated throughout the room. 

Room? I should say cell. The cold, hard concrete ground sported only a small, thin mattress and a tattered blue blanket. All four walls were simple metal sheets that rang when you tapped them – a built-in alarm system. The cell door blended almost seamlessly into the wall, and left me in utter darkness save for the  pitiful flickering bulb above me.I could hear the wailing cries and sniffles of other girls, although I couldn’t see them. I wondered how many others there were. Above all, I wondered what the hell was happening.

All I remember is jogging around the city block after lunch before heading back to the office, where I worked as a temp for a prominent car company. I had only been running for a few minutes when I sensed a presence behind me, and began to turn my head. At that moment, an enormous, gloved hand reeking of bleach and acetone smothered my entire face and pulled me off the sidewalk. Before losing consciousness, I felt myself being pulled towards someone else, saving me from banging my head as I was forced into a slow-moving car. My head lolled as one of them tied my feet, and the other my hands. Before I could kick or scream or cry, my world went black. Read more »

Gay ‘Ol Time [gay][MMMMM][reluctant]

Ray stood in the corner of the room, a beer in his hand and a smile on his face. The party was going great, and everyone seemed to be a lot of fun. Ray’s roommate, Bobby, had invited him, and though he was nervous about not knowing anybody, he was glad that he had decided to come. There were a lot of men at the house party, but a few women were hanging out on the patio as well. The people seemed friendly and talkative, and Bobby introduced him to a few people so that he could get in on the conversations and mingle a bit.

Bobby had moved in to Ray’s apartment a few months earlier, and was a perfectly considerate roommate. They got along well, and after about a month, Bobby had revealed to Ray that he was gay. Ray didn’t have any problem with this, of course, though he considered himself completely straight. He was comfortable enough after this amount of time that going to a private house party with him felt like it could be fun. When they arrived, he noticed there was dancing in the middle of the living room. There seemed to be a lot of men dancing, and only a few girls sort of in the middle of the group. He wondered if all of the men were trying to get close to the women, and though he enjoyed dancing, he didn’t want to crowd the ladies and make them more uncomfortable. Read more »

[MF] EX GF needed a ride home

First post ever here. About me I’m 25 white with short brown hair blue eyes a beard I keep trimmed…5’8 and a little chubby. 6 1/4 inches and pretty thick

This happened to me one evening. My ex girlfriend (26) texted me and asked if I would give her a ride home from the bars because she went out with coworkers after work and got too drunk to drive. Now my ex is a chubby white girl with long brown hair green eyes and a big set of tits and a thicc ass. I was reluctant to say yes and pick her up but I decide to do it.

I pick her up from the bar and she gets in and start to say she is sorry she got too drunk to drive and thanks me for picking her up. I tell her its no big deal but she offers to pay me cash and I tell her that won’t be necessary but she said she was sorry again and felt bad that In had to come get her. She says she has to do to something. I jokingly said she could give me a bj. Well she said okay ( I was shocked ) and I said okay but you have to swallow ( she liked sucking dick but hates the taste of cum and I’m a heavy summer too) knowing she hated cum I really wanted her to swallow..kinda like a little pay back to the ex lol. Read more »

A Meeting By Moonlight [fan fiction][World of Warcraft] [F/F] [Incest] [Sex] [light D/s] [Biting] [Spanking]

It was late at night, the sun had long since given over guardianship of the sky to Argus’ moon. The night was quiet in the small tranquil temple resting at the edge of a forest in the middle of nowhere. It had been built to be a tranquil refuge for those who wished to dedicate their lives to becoming an Anchorite.

There was a chill in the air, it wasn’t freezing but it was clear to anyone who stepped outside that winter would soon be upon them. The better indicator was perhaps the ancient tree standing in the centre of that tranquil garden, its verdant leaves having changed color to a mixture of yellows, browns, and reds.

All was quiet and peaceful in that tranquil garden, and no one witnessed the flash of pale blue light that illuminated the central gazebo. There was no one to hear the distinct swoosh of magic, nor did anyone but the moon witness the shape of a tall Eredar woman fade into existence at the centre of the gazebo. Read more »

[M]y nude beach adventures, part 2

See part 1 here:

[M]y nude beach adventures from gonewildstories

This story took place during another trip to the same nude beach.

I got there around 10 AM, it was not that crowded as it was still early June, and it was a week day. The beach usually had some regulars. You could tell because they were a bit older (probably in their 50s), not as shy, and had very tanned skin.

I did my usual routine, laid out on the beach with my tanning oil, dozed in and out of naps, walked around nude, and went swimming occasionally. I also was sporting a cock ring. It was clear, so as to not be so obvious. I’m a grower, so the cock ring helps me to kind of look like more of a show-er.

While going for my stroll, I noticed two attractive girls, probably in their early 20s. They were sitting in an area that was a bit more secluded, probably to get away from any unwanted attention. A short cloth barrier was set up around them. They were only topless and not fully nude. I could hear them talking and giggling as they were on their phones(probably browsing social media). I walked past and didn’t really think much of it. I had my sunglasses on though, and was able to check them out a bit. Read more »