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[FM] [STR8] Online Hookup Surprise

As a kid in high school, I didn’t have a huge amount of success with the ladies. Although I was fit, and handsome enough, I was way too socially awkward, and self-conscious. That’s why I turned to the internet.

Apart from the obvious pornography, there was a website I found, called ratemycock or something like that, where you can post pictures of your member, and have other users rate it for you. I always wondered whether I had a good dick or not, so I posted a pic, making sure to tense my abs too.

The response I got was crazy. I knew my cock was above average in size, but I got hundreds of comments telling me how much they all wanted my cock, how big it was, how tasty it looked. It sent me wild reading the messages people sent me. I’m straight, so I had to sift through the tirade of gay men, but occasionally a horny woman would send me a message asking for more pics. Read more »

I’m [F] such a whore for my boyfriend

I’m such a whore for my boyfriend. Daily I think about all of our sexual fun. Him ramming me from behind, his cock being jammed down my throat and best of all cumming on his cock. When we have sex he takes me to places no one has ever before. It’s breath taking and always leaves me wanting more and more. We just had sex for two days straight inside and out of a whole house. Everywhere you can think of and in every position. My body is beyond used, my pussy torn and super sore. I thought I wanted a break, but it’s been only since this afternoon and I’m already craving his cock again. I want it, I NEED it in me. I want him to make me his little whore and fill me again and again. I’m wet just writing this and I need to release on his cock so bad. I can’t wait to take his rock hard dick in me again.

The Last Time

I lean my back up against my driver’s side door. A breeze cuts through the parking garage, prompting me to pull my denim jacket tighter to my body. My menthol hangs loosely from my lips as I shove in the cool summer evening. I pull my phone out of my jacket pocket and check it.

*Three minutes away.*

I shiver again. Not because of the cold, but because of memories. I can’t help but think about when times were simpler for both of us. I quickly open my messages and type out a text to a different recipient.

*Be home in 30. Finishing up at the office now. I love you*

The trademark sound of the text being sent echoes in the empty parking garage. Just as another breeze cuts into the open air, I hear a screech of tires a couple of levels below. I can only assume it to be him. I pull the cigarette out of my mouth, crouch down, and snuff out the embers on the pavement. I walk over to the nearby cigarette refuse bin and tuck the butt end inside. Read more »

The New Employee – Part 2 [MF, light BDSM]

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The First Week

The next morning I am running late to the office and skip the morning coffee run. I arrive and speak briefly to Janice congratulating her on retirement which she responds with a laugh and a sigh of relief.

I then open my door and walk over to my desk which has a hot cup of coffee already sitting on it attached to a note.

“Mr. Johnson, I hear that I will be moving over to assist you with your needs and have been told to start my transition. I hope to live up to your high demands and will do whatever it takes. I hope this coffee eases your morning ‘attitude’ -Sara” I crumple the note and toss it into the trash. Getting straight to work.

About 30 min later I hear a small knock at the door. “Enter,” I responded not looking up from the report I was reading.

“I have met with Janice Mr. Johnson and taken over scheduling your day.” Saras cheery voice sings through the air “You have a couple phone calls this morning, followed by a working lunch with Robert to review the financials and your daily team meeting at 2pm.” Read more »

Femdom Hunts CEO [BDSM] [Knife Play] [Humiliation] [Male Sub] [Squirt]

I’ve been watching him.

I see the way he’s a big tough CEO on a power trip. But behind that powerful position and the persona he shows to everyone, even to himself… He is submissive. He is tired of the power, he is desperate for someone to give him the release behind closed doors.

He’s sitting over there, drinking his morning hot vanilla coffee and looking around the room. Bingo. We just locked eyes. I smile, he does a double take, and I see his ego light up on fire. Too. Easy.

I have long, sleek black hair, captivating hazel eyes, long pointy black nails, and a smile that gets me anything I want. Right now, that thing I want… Is him.

I walk up to his table and I can tell he’s getting nervous even though he’s doing everything he can to appear confident. It’s pathetic, I wait for him to speak.

“Hello gorgeous, I saw you looking at me from over here. How are you?” he is looking up at me, with that goofy grin. Read more »

The Secret Life of Grace Harper: A True Submission Story Book Two

I’m back with another story. Thank you so much for the kind and encouraging words on my first story. Here is part one of three of my second story. Please comment if you like it and if you want to read book one of my true submission series follow me or send me a direct message or chat. I’m still new to all if this and would welcome any comments you may have.

The Secret Life of Grace Harper.

Grace picked at her sushi. She always brought sushi to work. The store was on her way to work and it was easy to stop by each morning on the way. Every day for 12 years it was the same routine. Get up, shower, get dressed, grab some coffee and head out the door. Rain or shine, snow or hail she would stop by the store on her way to work and grab some sushi for lunch.

“You going to stare at that nigiri or you going to eat it?” Rachel had been Grace’s work bestie for 7 of those 12 years. They hit it off instantly when Rachel transferred over from another floor. Every day without fail they meet in the break room at 11:45 for lunch. Rachel had more varied taste and her current lunch consisted of leftovers from the dinner she made last night. Grace could smell the freshly cut green beans from her seat. Read more »