Tag: Straight

Dorm visit (pt.3) (mf) (shy girl) (shy femdom) (date)

Strings of fairy lights laced their way between toffee apple kiosks and market stalls. Beneath the chatter of the crowds could be heard the quiet rushing of the river, a peaceful noise coming and going with the strength of the breeze.

Reflected in her glasses were dazzling dancers born from the decorative lighting behind us, twirling around each other in a desperate waltz. The breeze caught her hair, blowing it around her face, but her gaze remained fixed on the dark water. Snippets of conversations drifted down to us, laughter and joy from all angles. Still she stared into the water, her arm resting on one raised knee, the other leg out straight in front.

“It’s good to get away from it all,” I said, breaking the silence.

“Hmm?”

“The crowds, the uni, all of it.”

“I suppose so, but there’s one thing I don’t want to get a break from,”

“What’s that?”

“You, dummy!” She giggled, severing her eye contact with the river to look at me.

“I suppose we’ve done it all in the wrong order,”

“I suppose, but it’s been so much fun,” Read more »

A New Triangle Emerges [FM] [Cheating] [Revenge] [Friend] [Lingerie] [Oral] [Vaginal] [Female Perspective]

A Story about a jilted girlfriend, who trys to make herself feel better until someone guarantees she feels better. Told from the female P.O.V

Im new to this so any feedback is welcome. Thank you. Enjoy

“Fuck you Freddy” my voice cracked into crying as I fumbled to end the call.

Freddy is my…. WAS my boyfriend, we had been together for coming up 3 years, I thought we were perfect for each other. He was tall and handsome, he had a good sized cock and he worked out so much he looked like he was chiselled out of stone, Freddy was kind and caring, for the most part, but he could be a bit of an asshole to me and his friends sometimes, but who cant?

“Fuck him, fucking asshole” I told myself as I got up from the sofa and walked into the kitchen. I walked over to the cupboard and took out a highball glass, it clinked on the black stone worktop as I placed it down and opened the refrigerator. The vodka bottle was ice cold as my soft hand lifted it from the door and poured a generous amount into the glass. I topped it up with Coke and put the bottle back. Read more »

Discovery At The Club – Part 2 [FMM] [Coerced] [Bi] [First Post]

This is the second half of this story, i hope you enjoy it, again, please leave some feedback, i appreciate it. Thank you.

“Well, get on your knees and crawl to her, bitch” Alex commanded

My body shaking from a mixture of the nerves and the cold, I felt helpless, I knew what I was about to do, I was about to follow their rules, play their game, and the shame of that weakness washed over me. I began to bend the knee and prepared to crawl over to my sultry commander for the night on her throne of porcelain.

“Ah ah ah, wait” Jill crooned, her smile lit up by the light of the cubicle

I thought she was coming to her senses, she’d had her fun with me, she was going to cut me loose and spend the night with her rich, hunky husband, I was almost gleeful inside.

“Put these on first” she laughed a sinister laugh as she threw something at my chest, I knew what it was the moment it lightly brushed my chest and drifted to the floor, my glee was short lived, my embarrassment flooded back, ‘Damn, I was right’ I thought as I looked down and saw it on the floor at my feet, Jill’s red thong. Read more »

Discovery At The Club – Part 1 [FMM] [Coerced] [Bi] [First Post]

This is a fictional story, about a chance encounter, its a nice burner, and heats up throughout. I hope you enjoy it, with it being my first story i would really appreciate some feedback. Thank you, Enjoy.

I had seen her before, at the bar, ordering a drink, flirting with the bar tender, she looked beautiful under the orange and yellow lighting of the club, even with the dishevelled look she was sporting. Her hair was blonde with streaks of her dark roots showing through, her make up, I could tell, at the beginning of the night had been perfect, but since then had been retouched, her lips were vibrant red and her eyes dark with eyeliner, it was hard to tell how tall she actually was, but in the heels she was wearing she matched my height of 5ft 10, her short black dress clinged tightly to her hips and peachy ass, flowing up towards her perky tits, her nipples poking through to betray any secret of her not wearing a bra. She was a beauty, but she gave off a vibe of danger, unpredictability.

“You got a problem fucker?” The voice was feminine and sultry, but powerful! Read more »

Our second play session as his Asian slut in training…with an added pinch of pain[MF][Online][Longpost]

>First time posting here: but it felt more apt to share it on this sub since it counts as more of a story than a confession lol! The [first session](https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/hjvvw8/our_f23irst_online_lesson_together_as_his_little/) I wrote about is also linked below, along with two short recordings to demonstrate the aftermath of our time together.

For starters, my write-up for this session has actually been months overdue in the making…seeing as the events of this recollection took place a week after our first official playtime with one another. Long story short: health problems had us postponing future training sessions for what ended up being more than a month…although my Dom and I have still been in constant communication ever since.

Now that things have healed up and a sliver of free time has finally presented itself, I am more than happy to share every dirty detail of those events with you right here: just like my Dom had instructed me to.

So with that said, here goes his obedient little Asian slut: once again getting wet at the recollection of our second online play session together. I hope you enjoy reading the story just as much as I enjoy reliving it while I write. ;) Read more »

Experience of a lifetime [FM]

Hi All,

I would want to talk about an episode that happened a few years ago.

It was bright summer morning in the first week of June, 7AM, was running to my pick up point as I was a few minutes late. I did not want to miss my office cab. Reached my pick-up point just in time to board the cab. Took a seat and I needed a few minutes to catch my breath realizing that I had to do more cardio. Few minutes of icebreakers with rest of my cab mates and I plugged my earphone into my phone to listen to a podcast. Two seats ahead there was girl sitting to herself with earphones plugged in and bobbing head to the beat she was listening to. Was mildly curious as who she was as we all knew each other in the cab. A friend of mine whispered “New girl!”. I nodded in response. Read more »

A Quarantine Ramblefap In Text [M4F] [Str8] [Bi] [sexting] [teasing] [playing with myself] [I want you very badly] [switchy brat dom energy] [quarantine land lonely]

• ????: [M4F] [Str8] [Bi] [sexting] [teasing] [playing with myself] [I want you very badly] [switchy brat dom energy] [quarantine land lonely]
• **Estimated reading time:** *6 minutes, 6 seconds. Contains 1222 words*

*A ramblefap I texted out while imagining sexting you. For those interested,* >!I was touching myself while I wrote this and there is more on another site I post to. Check the comments~!<

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Mmmmm, it’s been a while since I’ve had anyone to touch. Anyone to play with. It’s just me, trapped in quarantine land, all by my lonesome self. And let me tell you, I have had a LOT of time to play with myself during all this.

Somedays, I’m so worked up I get off 3, maybe 4 times. It’s an itch that can’t quite be scratched on my own, but boy does that not stop me from trying my hardest.

And I get, so, so very hard sometimes. Wrapping my fingers around this thick cock of mine, the heat radiating off of it as I start to stroke myself. I have a nice and dirty imagination, but I also love a little visual stimulation. Something pretty, something sexy, something easy on the eyes. And that’s where you come in, my dear. Read more »

Wild Week Chapter 4 (family fun)

CHAPTER 4 : Still Tuesday

Madeline James was standing at the kitchen counter wearing her white terrycloth bath robe when Gayla knocked on the back door at 11:30. “Come on in, Gay,” Madeline called. Gayla entered, dressed in jeans and a flower print blouse. “Hi,” Maddie greeted her. “Do you want a cup of tea? I was just fixing myself one.”

“Please,” Gayla replied, sitting down at the kitchen table.

Madeline got out another cup and put a tea bag into it, then poured hot water out of the kettle into both cups. She brought the steaming mugs over to the table, setting one in front of her friend before sitting down across from her with her own. Stirring in a spoonful of honey, Madeline asked, “So, what are you doing today?”

“Oh, I’ve got to go grocery shopping this afternoon, plus I’ve got to go to the dry cleaner to pick up Bill’s suits for tomorrow,” Gayla said, slowly stirring her tea. Read more »

Tutor

Life was going great for Surbhi.  A woman in late thirties in northern India. Sharp, intelligent, beautiful  and health conscious. A fun loving woman with fair Indian complexion, smooth skin on a 5’4”, 52kg frame,  dark hair, wide deep smoky eyes, long neck and a figure she always worked hard to maintain, even after her only son turned 12 early this year. With a well to do, professionally successfully husband, Surbhi preferred to be at home to take care of son and well  decorated home. She loved shopping, movies, music and travel. It was a great life, especially with a husband who was head over heels for her and always loved to make love to her. Both were warm and romantic and used to have fun together.

As son’s  responsibilities going down and house going into a self maintenance mode, Surbhi had some free time. She occupied herself by joining some social  groups. At times she would help anyone who needed guidance on studies or some advanced topics related to relationships.

After autumn, Indian weather was warming up. With son at school and husband at work, Surbhi was relaxing at home, playing soft music and reading a magazine. Read more »

I [M] 22 fucked one of my college classmates [F] 36 who intimidated me, or rather she fucked me. Part 3.

Me again! Its taken me a while but I thought i’d finally share the 3rd and final part of my experiences with Sophie. If you are unfamiliar you can find parts 1 and 2 on my profile, they are easy to find!

After our last encounter Sophie knew she didn’t have to try hard, she had me on her hook and she loved to torture me. For about a month she constantly sent me photos and videos of herself ranging from wearing revealing outfits, nudes and her masturbating. She seemed to love sending me these during college lectures knowing i’d get hot and bothered and struggle to keep focus. I wasn’t complaining, my wanking material went through the roof and I occasionally received requests from her to send photos and videos of my own, with which I was more than happy to comply with.

I struggled not to ask her when we’d next meet up, i didn’t want to ruin a good thing and sound desperate (which of course I was) so I waited, happily jerking off to any and all material she would send me. I felt like a teenager again, taking every opportunity i had to play with my cock to her videos. I needed it inside her again. Read more »