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[M]y wi[f]es BFF tried to get her to have a threesome…we think

My wife went out to visit her best friend out on the east coat of Canada last weekend.

And she generally goes on “radio silence” when she goes to visit her, you know, not really calling or texting, just getting caught up in the fun and catching up with her friend.

Well when she got home on Thursday, after we had, had one of the best sexual encounters of our 15 year relationship. She said “So I think Chantal was trying to get me to have a threesome with her and Dan”

I just kind of stared at her blankly, not knowing what to say.

She explained that on the Friday night they all got drunk together, and Chantal was serving her Gin (my wife gets super flirty on Gin) and they started to play truth or dare. Now at 28 years old, its been awhile. And she was always getting dared to “Kiss chantal” or “Swap clothes” or to “talk dirty” and that sort of stuff. She admitted it was turniing her on in her drunken flirty state. Read more »

[MF] Strangers on a Commuter Train Part III the ending [BBW, Voy, Dom]

Links to part 1 and 2 in the comments.

“Commuters no more”

The walk to my house was a few blocks from the train station. My body was on fire. The slight discomfort from walking with no panties combined with the moisture from the sweat, spit, and juices from my still sensitive pussy was muted by the sheer exhilaration of the control I was now wielding over my seatmate. This whole thing was so unlike me. I was the passive fat girl who apologized for my squeezing on the train on the way to my demure desk job. Part of me still felt a pang of the need to apologize for the forcefulness I was exerting on him. One glance over my shoulder showed that no apology was necessary. He was enthralled, dutifully staring at my round ass as i confidently walked ahead of him. We turned down a side street on the way to house and I slowed down. I reached down behind me and felt the front of his pants. I wanted to confirm that my new toy was still hard. He let out a soft sigh as i did so. The control I had on him was palpable. I didn’t know how far I wanted to push it but the mere extent of control I knew I had on him was sending waves of pleasure through me. Read more »

[MF] The Darling slut of New Orleans, Part 2

After that insanely good Friday night, I was buzzing all Saturday morning. No matter what, my New Orleans trip was going to be a success.

I checked a few messages with other potential partners, but all I was getting was either honest answers of how they weren’t going to make it out, or hints of ghosting. And because I fucked Darling raw the night before, there was only one girl that I was going to be able to fuck without condoms until my next doctor’s visit.

But Saturday, she was feeling Droppy.

Intense sex is a drug. It’s the most natural drug possible, but it’s a drug. It’s a massive release of adrenaline and dopamine and any other feel-good chemical your body has. So while you might feel high and pleasant after a good fuck, you might also feel that counter-swing into a mild depression or hangover. In BDSM, that’s called being Droppy. I only learned the name for this sensation about a year ago myself. Read more »

[MF] Backpacking Through Asia And Fucking The Only Person I’ve Ever Loved.

*This is a repost from a couple of months ago, but I deleted them for some personal reasons and just found all three posts. It’s not some Karma run around it’s just that I’ve received a healthy number of DMs asking for the story, so I figured it’d be ok to repost it. The entire sad affair resolved about 3 months ago and I’ve included that. It’s just all so much.

Also this is SUUUUPER long.*

slight trigger warning: this story contains light slapping, choking, and spanking. If you’re into that, like I am… holla! But if you’re not, i’ll offset those parts with a ***** so you can skip past it or skip to it. whatever floats your boat]

The summer after I finished law school, I decided to buy a little yamaha motorcycle in Indonesia, embark from Jakarta and take 4 months to ride it to Sumba (where my Indophiles at?). Since I didn’t start my job until January, I felt rather than feverishly studying for the bar with all my fellow striving future barristers, my time would be better spent looking for surf spots, drinking some bintang, and working on (in retrospect) really, really, I mean fucking really, bad poetry. I packed a duffel, got a hold of some austrian dude who had a bike for sale in jakarta, and headed over. Read more »

[MF] First Summer away – Losing my (hetero) virginity [Long][True][Kink]

Preface – If you’re new here I’d start by looking at my posts and reading my previous stories. It’s a 3 part story about how I lost my homosexual virginity. This story happened that same summer, just a couple weeks after the other story ended.

To preface the story a bit here are some things you, the reader, should know. I was raised very conservatively. I planned on saving myself for marriage and pre-marital sex was pretty much forbidden. That said before the summer I had done pretty much everything short of intercourse so it’s not like I was trying that hard to stay ‘good’ lol.

Story – Before I dive right into the story you really need to know some of the setup – it’s important and explains quite a bit about what happened that summer and what made it special. About February of my Freshman year of college I started realizing I needed a place to stay that summer, preferably somewhere I could work and make enough money to get me through the next year of college. Not to pay tuition or anything, Just $3-4K of fun money for dates, eating out, music, stuff like that. Read more »

My first time as the other woman [MF]

This is the fourth part in a series. I know what I’m doing isn’t the most moral.

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I was so nervous. I spent all day in the lab at school, but I eventually finished around 6pm. I knew he wouldn’t be free until around midnight.

I cleaned my already clean bathroom. Tried on 3 pairs of identical black tights. I sent him a picture of my outfit. Black tights and a grey shirt dress. I had on my favorite bra for emotional support. Cute and lacey. It’s much easier to feel confident in a cute bra.

I had started my period late the night before. I thought he would want to cancle but he said he didn’t mind if I didn’t. If I wanted to we could just talk.

I wanted more than just to talk.

Around 1am he finally texted me. He asked what I was doing. I was just reading a xanth novel. I asked about him. He had just fucked her, hard. She was passed out on their couch, completely spent and still covered in his cum.

Fuck I wanted him. Read more »

A visit from the mailman [MF][Quickie]

It was a tale as old as time. A cliché, even — the lonely, neglected wife and the mailman. But here I was, peering out of the curtains, my eyes darting up and down the suburban street. My hands fidgeted with my black silk robe, untying it ever so slightly to reveal my soft skin underneath. The only other thing on me was a pair of black lace panties. I glanced at the time; 3:12. And like clockwork, the white truck turned on the street, bright from the reflecting sunlight. My heart leapt in my throat as I saw him leave the truck and approach the houses on my side of the block. We’ve come so close before, so much heat and tension between us – would today be the day? He started walking towards the house, shuffling his hands through his mailbag, looking furtive. I took a deep breath — here goes nothing. I positioned myself by the door as I heard the familiar *clank* of the mailbox being shut. I took another deep breath and waited — *one… two… three*… Read more »

Dominating the Asian Tease Chapter 2 [trigger warning][non-consent][forced MFM][fiction]

Let me preface by saying, I know I’m a terrible person, I really do!! But if you’re curious about Chapter 1 you can find it in my profile.

NON-CON! Don’t read please if you don’t like this type of stories.

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Chapter 2

Rape was something you heard about on the news, not something you should have experience with. It was hard to reconcile herself to the fact that it’d happened to her.

Ruby paid for her groceries and listlessly loaded everything into her trunk. It was a hot summer day, her favourite kind of weather, but she had abandoned her usual skimpy bodysuit and short skirts in favour of the oversized baggy T-shirt and jeans.

Throughout high school, college, and adulthood, Ruby had always thought women had all the power. Boys—men were just so *damned* stupid. Dangled a feminine body in front of them and they chased around it like dogs chased their own tails. Ruby especially loved to let them think they could have a piece of her, only to reject and taunt them at the last moment. They were always too meek and timid to do anything other than accepting their stupidity. The pushovers, jeeez. Read more »

Dominating the Asian Tease Chapter 2 [trigger warning][non-consent][forced MFM][fiction]

Let me preface by saying, I know I’m a terrible person, I really do!! But if you’re curious about Chapter 1 you can find it in my profile.

NON-CON! Don’t read please if you don’t like this type of stories.

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Chapter 2

Rape was something you heard about on the news, not something you should have experience with. It was hard to reconcile herself to the fact that it’d happened to her.

Ruby paid for her groceries and listlessly loaded everything into her trunk. It was a hot summer day, her favourite kind of weather, but she had abandoned her usual skimpy bodysuit and short skirts in favour of the oversized baggy T-shirt and jeans.

Throughout high school, college, and adulthood, Ruby had always thought women had all the power. Boys—men were just so *damned* stupid. Dangled a feminine body in front of them and they chased around it like dogs chased their own tails. Ruby especially loved to let them think they could have a piece of her, only to reject and taunt them at the last moment. They were always too meek and timid to do anything other than accepting their stupidity. The pushovers, jeeez. Read more »