Our first Cuckold[MF] Experience – TC20(3)

Hello readers! We are TC20, a married couple with alot of wild adventures to share. We have been swinging for almost 7 years now, and we have been married for 5 years. Even after the amazing MMF and FFM experiences, my dark side was craving for even further. I wanted to watch her fuck a complete stranger.

Hasan Bhai was a senior friend from where i lived. I have worked with on a few projects. We even had a small tshirt business together at a time. But we been detached for a while. I knew he was a bull for a few married ladies in our area. So i knew i wanted his cock in my wife(then gf)’s pussy.

I started telling Ria that i wanted to see her get fucked by a stranger. She wasn’t very keen with the idea, but i could change her perception with a blindfolded session where i fucked her as her captor.

As for Hasan Bhai, i met him one day and asked “Amar bou chudben?(Will you fuck my wife?)” His eyes lit up with lust instantly. For clarity, Hasan Bhai was around 34-35 while i was 25 and she was 23 only.

How I Became Me [MF]

It’s probably no secret that my readers will decide to PM me on a whim. I have nothing against it; in fact, I enjoy chatting with random people. I like to think of it as my informal study of the male psyche. Hahah. I’ve been asked many odd things in these chats. Odd. Such an understated summary of it all.

I once joked that Reddit is like my passive income means of getting PMs from guys. I could post nothing for weeks and still get the attention of a horny bloke. Unlike other platforms where the code blocks attention coming my way. Yo Dating App Devs! If you think you can ‘discipline’ me into generating content for your masses without pay, you must be delirious.

Anyway, recently the most common question I got was about why I’m so much more sex positive and open than the population I live in. Why am I so cool with it? When did it start? And, more interestingly, what started me on becoming this malleable slut?

I [M] got to watch a long-term flirt have passionate sex after not seeing her for a few years. [FF] [FM]

DJing in New York City is simultaneously a very humbling experience and also extremely rewarding. For years, once a month, I DJ’d at this dive bar in Brooklyn that was notorious for a few things: drug use in the photobooth (and the evidence being stuck in the wall next to it, [like this](https://imgur.com/a/ZuQlprG) — I took a photo of this after the last gig I played there before COVID), some nasty bathrooms, and a dancefloor where a DJ could play almost anything and everyone went there looking to dance and/or fuck (okay that’s all fairly normal for most bars, but whatever).

It was hipster-extreme, and it was my refuge from the cookie-cutter bottle service clubs in Manhattan where it was the same 200 songs every night, give or take 30. At this place in the same party, well after midnight, I could play Paul Simon, A$AP Rocky, Taylor Swift, M83, old Britney songs, Franz Ferdinand, Migos, Ini Kamoze, Prince, the theme from The OC, and people would belt out every word for hours straight. It’s the best crowd in the whole five boroughs in my opinion — Black, White, Latino, Asian, gay, straight, trans, hipster, bros in frayed lacrosse hats, girls from Long Island in short dresses and heels “slumming it” for a night — the crowd just rocks and it’s a gig I miss terribly since COVID.

Val and Bridget’s ordeal part 4 (non consent, mother, daughter)

He was in her cunt, all nine inches of his turgid prick stuffed securely up her no longer virgin passage. He could see her cunt lips stretched tautly around the girth of his huge cock, but there was no blood. He hadn’t hurt her. He began to caress the unconscious Bridget as her orgasm receded, tenderly stroking her sweaty sides, playing with her hugely engorged nipples as he waited for her to regain consciousness. A few minutes later, she moaned and her dazed, bright blue eyes flickered open.

“Oh my God!” she murmured, “What happened?” Her body relaxed back against his knees.

“Welcome back to the world, Babe.” Max said. His hands cupped the full mounds of her breasts, fingers teasing her spiked nipples. “You came so hard that you fainted.” He wasn’t surprised that she seemed to have accepted her situation. She was fully in the grip of the drug now, and would be a willing participant in her own debauchery.

“I never faint.” Bridget said. “Why would I start now?” She arched her back, pressing her tits into his hands, enjoying his slow, teasing caresses.

Blessing in Disguise – [POV] of [gentle femdom] discovering [male sub] likes [being stepped on][consensual][handjob][aftercare][kisses][slight cliffhanger]

It was an accident the first time.

We were laying in front of the fireplace, too exhausted to move to the bedroom the previous night. His face was nestled into my breasts. My arms were wrapped around his shoulders, while he had a tight grip around my waist.

I looked at his face. His brow was relaxed– a welcome change from the usual strain. Poor thing. I decided to let him be. He had worked so hard to please me last night. I gingerly untangled his arms and rolled him onto his side. I grabbed a blanket from the couch to cover him. I smiled gently as I watched him grumble and snuggle in the blanket like a sweet babe.

Glancing at the clock, I realized that I only had half an hour to get ready for work. Damn. Playtime was *always* a great way to end a long weekend. I quickly and silently slipped away to take a shower.

The House Always Wins (part six) [No Sex]

I was wearing a simple white summer dress with a pink cardigan over it when Finn walked me up to the main office of a movie theater. The nephew with the largest dick was coming out of the door. I smiled when I saw him and he blushed. Circumstances be damned, he had a nice dick that I wouldn’t mind having again if lubed up properly. He took me inside and Finn tried to follow but the nephew of the old man shoved him back then closed and locked the door.

“I’m Bodhi, by the way,” he said shyly.

I smiled, “Hi Bodhi. We may not get to speak again, I’m pretty sure your uncle is going to want me killed when I tell him what I came here to tell him.”

He grabbed my hand and pulled me back, “Then don’t tell him.”

I shook my head, “I feel like your uncle is the type of man that doesn’t like being lied to and would take it out on people I love if he found out from anyone besides me.”

[M]21y first time hooking up with a different, [F]22 ,in 6 years (Most amazing after breakup sex) (kinda Long)

slight preface, I added “***’s” to where it gets juicy so if you don’t want to read the lead up skip to there. this is my first post here so please be gentle and I hope you enjoy!

I was 21 at the time of this story and had been dating my now ex for just about 6 years. she was pretty much my first everything except kiss and on my 21st birthday I learned that she had been cheating on me for only God knows how long. I actually had plans on marrying this girl until all this happened so needless to say I was devastated and extremely depressed. couple of days go by and I was even stupid enough to try and win her back but she had already gotten involved with someone else. since we had been dating since I was 15 and I had been loyal the entire relationship I hadn’t hooked up with another girl pretty much ever aside from just kissing and dumb shit you do as a teenager that seems really cool at the time but you look back and its just straight up cringe lol

The Secret Life of Grace Harper Part Two A True Submission Story

The Secret Life of Grace Harper Part Two.

If you missed part one dont worry. Follow my profile for the link and if you like it check out my other spanking and submission story. Any comnents are welcome. Enjoy part two!

When Grace came to she couldn’t see or move.  The hood had been removed and replaced with a blindfold.  She had no idea where she was or how much time had passed.  She only knew that she couldn’t see and that her arms and legs were cuffed to chains leaving her unable to move and in a standing position.  Her arms were pulled up over her head in a “Y” position and her feet were slightly spread apart.  She couldn’t hear anything and it was a little cold wherever she was.

[M]ilitary Con[F]essions: “The Vampire” South Korea Edition (long)

Well I’m back. I had a few people send my messages about my time station in South Korea. Well I figure I right out my time there, it was not that exciting but hey I’ll let you guys judge that. I think I will combine more than one story in the post. Being station in South Korea was fun, I was about 23 at the time of this adventure. I was never really into Asian woman back then like I am today for two reasons. First, I always found that Asian women was too skinny and not enough curves for me. (I hope I don’t offend any Asian women that read this I was young and dumb). Second, I was in the Vill (that what military call the town right outside the base) and saw a porn of Asian culture and I hated it because of how the female sounded like a crying cat. I was stereotyping thinking that all Asian women sounded like that. I said before in my last story that South Korea was a white guy paradise. Asian women were quick to flock to the White dudes more. If you never been to South Korea there are women there that are called Juicy girls (prostitutes). Yes, it was very illegal and no I never paid for one or ever paid for sex and don’t ever think I ever will.

Writing Commissions (desperately requiring pennies)

Well. This is possibly the worst first post I could’ve possibly made, but you gotta do what you gotta do.

For some background…
I live with my parents for several personal reasons. A few years back, we started losing money. My stepdad left his job, my mother can’t work because of mental issues, and all I can do is babysit for family members due to my crippling anxiety. We’ve been getting most of our money from my dad and the pity money my therapist sends every few months. I tried to learn art to help make money, but of course, I won’t get very far very quick with only a year of practice. I am still practicing art but I’ve turned to writing now.

I have a positive history of writing. I passed English classes, got awards for my work and even got a small book published.

The reason I’m doing this all now particularly is because we’re making even less money than before without my stepdad’s income, he’s leaving my mum and I cannot let her get any more depressed than she is. So I’ll be writing some…NSFW stuff.