Giving my Godess GF an amazing facial while she taunted her male slave on video [Mfm] [cuckold] [kink] [humiliation] [D/s]

(Reposted with new title)

This happened about two weeks ago, nothing is made up. It was one of the hottest and must unusual sexual experiences I’ve ever had. I was in New York on a trip with Elizabeth (not her real name) who lives in a different city. We were meeting up for a weekend of fun and adventure. I’d booked a beautiful suite for us to play in and we had an amazing first night and day.

This particular story happened on the second night. Elizabeth is a tall, thin, stunning blonde and the ultimate sapiosexual. She presents in public as a sweet, brainy, sometimes goofy 25 year old. But she comes alive through sex in a way that I’ve never seen before. She has an insatiable curiosity and imagination. Everything about her becomes hyper-sensitive, hyper-sensuous and on fire. We have a LOT of fun, and by the time this story happened I was already on cloud nine. Little did I know that cloud ten was to come.

A sexy, curated orgy to cap off the Year of Orgies! [MF] [MFF] [Group] (Part 1)

We are a couple that have been dating for a few years, and have been sexually adventurous most of that time. That includes playing with others, filming ourselves and posting online (we have the [top post of all time](https://www.reddit.com/r/GWCouples/comments/ae26j0/wanna_see_a_disappearing_act/) on /r/GWCouples), and just generally having a good time.

A bit about ourselves, first: we’re both tall and we think pretty fit and good looking (you can creep our profile to verify for yourself). I go by Austin and she goes by Kaylee.

I know stories written by women are typically in higher demand here but I’m much more of a writer than she is (I used to publish erotica). I’ve gotten her input to help flesh out her side of things and keep everything straight.

We stopped posting on reddit a year ago because real life got way more interesting and we made plenty of new lifestyle friends that we could play with any time we felt in the mood to spice things up, and plenty of hotel, mansion and penthouse play parties and orgies.

This story takes place a couple of weeks ago. 2019 could have been termed the Year of Orgies for us, and what better way to cap off the Year of Orgies than a final year-end bash?

The Island – Chapter 1 (M+F) (bj)

**Chapter 1**

* 1 week before the trip *

I found out about the trip from a letter. My school had sent one to everyone in our year, it was the first school trip that Clifton High had ever run. Clifton had just won a serious amount of money in an awards show, and so could finally afford to put on a trip. I quickly read the letter, just to find out the basic details. Venice, 1 week, £650. ‘Not too bad’ i thought to myself. I gave the letter to my mum to see if i could go, and after a couple minutes of silence she said yes. Almost instantly i pulled my phone out of my pocket and messaged Katie, my girlfriend.

Me: Hey, have u got the letter from school xx

Katie: Heyyy, about the trip? yeah, i gave it to my mum and she said i could go, but i’m only going if you are xx

Me: Aw, yeah i’m going…it’ll be our first time out of the country together xx

Katie: Oh yeah, maybe it could be our first time for something else as well ;) xx

Pure fire [MF] [Longing] [Attraction] [Teasing]

Nowadays I can barely breathe. Why? It’s because of you. There is this tension in my chest, that spreads through my entire being. The tension makes my jaw clench and my vision blurry. I know exactly what the problem is. Sexual frustration. Simple and pure fire rushes through my veins – making my body ache for the wish of release.

Sadly I can’t give myself the release I need. How do I know this? Oh trust me, I’ve tried, and I’ve tried so hard that my wrists are sore. Nothing seems to drown out this wildfire inside me. The fantasies are wild, dark and sexual and I toss and turn under the dark hours of the night, only to wake up to soaked panties and gasping breath.

This is what you do to me. You are torturing me. My mind is hazy and I can’t think straight. Having you this close but yet so fucking far from me is stinging pain. I long for you, your touch. Even if I can’t possibly know how your touch would feel like or how your lips would taste like I still can imagine it.

Short term detention facility IV Being trained [Fdom] [Fembots] [Chastity] [Prison] [mind control] [fear] of [electric shock] and [loss of sanity] [long background]. nsfw

Now comes the fourth chapter of that long story about a man serving a jail sentence in a new kind of prison that is only run by AI and fembots. The main character (“you”) is waking up in his cell, has his breakfast, and then is instructed to don a coverall, to put on wireless ear buds, and, look how simple it is: just to obey the commands whispered by the AI into his ears. Life is so simple when just obeying that voice that blossoms in your mind and praises you for each action you make. Just let yourself being leaded. Thinking is exhausting. It is like the voice of the GPS, but not only for driving.

Comments and constructive criticism are more than welcome!

Short term detention facility

[**Chapter one: the sentence**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/daf90h/short_term_detention_facility_i_the_sentence_fdom/)

[**Chapter two: admission**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/dafb8a/short_term_detention_facility_ii_admission_fdom/)

[**Chapter three: A first night**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e4nsls/short_term_detention_facility_iii_a_first_night/)

**Chapter** **four: Being trained**

A truly memorable evening [Mfm]

This happened about two weeks ago, nothing is made up. It was one of the hottest and must unusual sexual experiences I’ve ever had. I was in New York on a trip with Elizabeth (not her real name) who lives in a different city. We were meeting up for a weekend of fun and adventure. I’d booked a beautiful suite for us to play in and we had an amazing first night and day.

This particular story happened on the second night. Elizabeth is a tall, thin, stunning blonde and the ultimate sapiosexual. She presents in public as a sweet, brainy, sometimes goofy 25 year old. But she comes alive through sex in a way that I’ve never seen before. She has an insatiable curiosity and imagination. Everything about her becomes hyper-sensitive, hyper-sensuous and on fire. We have a LOT of fun, and by the time this story happened I was already on cloud nine. Little did I know that cloud ten was to come.

Oh yeah, one more thing. Elizabeth is a sub. But a worthy sub who knows the power that a submissive wields in a true D/s relationship. She longs for a dominant Daddy who understands that her trust and control has to be fully earned. Who is powerful enough to own her and and use her without diminishing her power. And that’s me.

The Camgirl Part LXI: She’s Doing That On Purpose, Right? [Voy] [Exh] [Fsolo] [Anal] [Mast]

**LXI: Blake and Liam**

**Blake**

Blake found herself looking at her locked door for the thousandth time since she’d closed it, and shook herself, turning her attention back to the camera and her screen.

She smiled, cupping her titties over the lacy red and black bra she’d chosen for the show, “Come on guys, help me get m’boobies out. Only 1500 more Cherrycoins to go.”

Blake wanted this show to go quickly. And not just because of the burning ache between her legs. That was a large part of it, however. It didn’t help that her lips still tingled from the kiss she’d stolen from Liam—dressed only in her lingerie—before locking the door. Pulling away from that had been hard.

Dripping, needy pussy aside, however, Blake simply wanted to spend as much time with him as she could before Marie got back.

*Once she gets back, things will be…complicated again.*

Finding ways and time to have sex would be hard enough, but Blake would just be sad that she couldn’t have Liam sleep over whenever he could.

Swinger and cross dressing part 6 Gay, CD,BI MM MFM factual

Bob who now lived with us all the tme would visit his family once a month in Kent, there is a naturist club there that held parties friday and saturday nights. So we would drive the 250 miles down to Kent and Bob would drop us off there.

It was wonderful we had a cabin and there was a large grassy area in front of the club house, we were regulars there so we were well known. In the daytime we would lay there relaxing, a lot of people only came there in the day, others just came for the parties in the evening.. This club was very liberal and to see people meet and wander of to a cabin was normal,

I fucked my friend and our SO’s don’t know [FF]

So I’ve been friends with Alli for a pretty long time. Since our graduating year in high school. I’ve always thought she was pretty too. But it wasn’t until a couple years ago that I became comfortable in my bisexuality. Through the years, I’ve always kept an eye on her, but one of us has always been in a relationship or I chickened out on making a move. But I never stopped thinking about her. She’s a gorgeous redhead, beautiful skin, curvy body, cute freckles, fun to be around, sexy.. just the whole package.

Finally, a few nights ago, we had a little house party. Kind of post new year, since we have a hard time scheduling time to hang out. I told my boyfriend I’d be at her place all night to avoid driving, and he said he was fine with it.

The night went on, we had fun, a few other friends were there. We played games, played music, had good food. A great time.

De-Stress the Professor [MF]

*First time posting on here, but I’ve shared this story elsewhere on the internet. Hopefully you enjoy, and maybe I’ll post some more!*

As the sound of mumbling students and rustling bags grew louder, Ron Fuller looked up from the whiteboard he was writing on to check the clock. Class had run a few minutes over yet again, and students were getting antsy.

He turned from the board to face his class. Rows of stadium seating were packed with students, a few who’d arrived late forced to stand to the side to take notes. A month ago, this history class only took up a little over half of the seats, and he had trouble with too many open seats up front. Today, Ron had an overflowing class more that had more than doubled in size. Two weeks ago, the other History 110 professor, Mrs. Grange, was fired; given that it’s a few weeks into the semester, rather than drop her students from the class, the school decided to just put her students in Ron’s class. This resulted in the surplus of students he was staring at today, all eagerly glancing between him, the clock, and the door.