I really thought I could make it. It had been months since I had last spoken to Bill and I had vowed never to speak to him again. I couldn’t stand what he had done to me, the disgusting whore that he had turned me into. I had lost myself in the thrill, the passion, the filth. I knew that I couldn’t continue with Bill this way and I tried so hard to forget how he made me feel. I did everything in my power to avoid any reminders of both Bill and my shoes. I walked six blocks out of my way on my way to work every day to avoid Saks Fifth Avenue. I refused to go shopping with my girlfriends so I wouldn’t have to pass Neiman Marcus. I stopped wearing my Louboutins that Bill had bought for me. I just couldn’t look at them without feeling used and sick. But, the feeling had been building up over the last few days. A feeling of boredom, of desire. I felt like something was missing, like the spark of happiness in my life had faded and died. I wanted that passion, that fun. I wanted to wear my shoes and walk down the street showing them off. I wanted to be that shoe slut.
Tag: Straight
Shoe Slut – Chapter 4 [F][STR][BDSM]
I really thought I could make it. It had been months since I had last spoken to Bill and I had vowed never to speak to him again. I couldn’t stand what he had done to me, the disgusting whore that he had turned me into. I had lost myself in the thrill, the passion, the filth. I knew that I couldn’t continue with Bill this way and I tried so hard to forget how he made me feel. I did everything in my power to avoid any reminders of both Bill and my shoes. I walked six blocks out of my way on my way to work every day to avoid Saks Fifth Avenue. I refused to go shopping with my girlfriends so I wouldn’t have to pass Neiman Marcus. I stopped wearing my Louboutins that Bill had bought for me. I just couldn’t look at them without feeling used and sick. But, the feeling had been building up over the last few days. A feeling of boredom, of desire. I felt like something was missing, like the spark of happiness in my life had faded and died. I wanted that passion, that fun. I wanted to wear my shoes and walk down the street showing them off. I wanted to be that shoe slut.
Dominant trains SECRET STRAIGHT SISSY crossdresser.
I sit in a tiny outhouse attached to my house, it’s the size of a phonebooth and in front of me is about 2 ft of space before the door.
The tiny space is closed off with the nearby wall that is easily climbed.
I sit smoking and writing fantasies on my phone.
Panties under my clothes, scared someone is watching yet I sit and fantasize about someone finding their way to me….
Someone could climb into the tiny space and tell me to do as they say or everyone will find out about my secrets.
He would show me photos of me dressed up with lipstick on and videos of me bent over ramming my hole with a dildo.
I’d be shocked, terrified and so fucking horny, I’ll do whatever he says.
He tells me to strip down to just my panties.
I’m so scared my roommates will hear and come downstairs (it’s 2AM) and see me but I have to do as he says, he takes my over clothing and places them down.
He laughs, grabs me by the throat and says “Time for you to see a real mans cock” and then pulls his long thick cock out, it falls onto my face…covering it almost entirely.
He furiously rams my mouth and I gag hard…as I gasp for air I whisper “please stop” he said “Rule #1 I decide when to stop” then throws my clothes over the wall into a huge puddle.
He keeps ramming my mouth and my face is covered in spit and precum, he is using me ruthlessly, like a toy. I have a really bad gag reflex and he completely ignores it and uses me like a filthy slut.
He soon cums in my mouth and immediately tells me “Rule #2 always swallow” I do as he says, he stares me straight in the eyes and says “You will call me Daddy, I will call you Sissy, be back here at 2AM tomorrow, or you know what will happen” I say “Yes Daddy”
He leaves.
I’m left scared shitless but so turned on as I can still smell his cock on my face and taste his huge load, he’s thrown my overclothes away and now I’m in nothing but panties and need to get inside. I was scared but again so turned on, I could of gone in naked but I went in in my red lace panties and quietly went upstairs with a hard on the whole time.
When I got upstairs I had a message and I couldn’t believe it….I had been sent a video of Daddy ramming my throat….only moments ago.
It had a message attached saying “You belong to me, slut”.
The fact he had spied on me and taken photos of me before approaching me really turned me on and I knew it shouldn’t, when I recieved the video after being made to be his sissy slut…I was so turned on that he recorded it without telling me and is using it against me.
I shouldn’t be so turned on, should I?
My [F] slutty adventures Part 6 (really long)
The one thing I’d always wanted to do is to have an evening where I’m fucked by lots of different people. I found a party in a nice part of London that sounded like it would be just the sort of thing I was looking for. When I got there I wasn’t disappointed, the organisers were friendly and the venue was great, there was a bar area, a dancefloor bit with seats and a DJ and three curtained off little rooms and the upstairs ‘ballroom’ was huge with chaise lounge sofas round the edge of the room surrounding a very large ‘bed’ about the size of 8 double beds.
I got a drink and sat down. An older guy who was there with his wife came and sat next to me and we had an awkward chat for a bit until I excused myself to get another drink. When I came back I wasn’t disappointed that he’d gone! A younger, about 25, tall guy with dark hair and a beard came over and introduced himself as Aaron. We hit it off straight away chatting easily. The place started to fill up and Aaron asked if I wanted to have a look upstairs. We went upstairs and sat down on one of the chaise lounges. A woman was on the bed having a threesome with two guys. Aaron started cupping and squeezing my breasts and then he hitched up my dress, moved my g string panties to the side and started fingering my pussy. ‘Shall we go over to the bed?’ I asked, he grinned and nodded. I took my dress off to reveal my white lacy bra and matching g string.
The time we got picked up by a group of cougars [group][mfmf]
This was about 13 years ago when I was in college.
I went to a large public university in a major US city (not a small college town), and for a few months when I was 21 I had a group of about 10-20 friends that would meet a kind of divey chain bar for happy hour on Thursdays (you know the type of bar that has 7 locations and is vaguely irish, but not very irish? This is a local chain, but I assume most cities have something similar). This bar was probably 15-20 minutes from campus on the edge of a very wealthy neighborhood, but someone knew a waitress there from high school, so we always went and sat in her section even though most of us didnt really, and then after a couple of times it just became a thing we did, and we all got to know her.
Anyway, most Thursdays my good friend Adam and I would typically stay a little after happy hour until we could make our way over to a different part of town that was where all the hip bars were. Most of our friends would go home between 8-9 and we’d stay until 10-11.
Hooked On You [MFF] [3some]
Eleven thirty-eight in the morning. That was the time I saw on the small digital clock sitting askew on the antique wood and gold nightstand. The room was still somewhat dark due to the thick champagne embroidered velvet curtains, but there were some rays of sun peeking in through the small openings, affording me some light to get a bearing on my surroundings.
The three of us were spread out over the king size bed. Pillows and blankets were both thrown haphazardly along with all of our clothes around the room in various messy piles, the only thing covering our naked bodies was the lone cream silk sheet left on the bed and our various limbs.
After my mind finally began to wake up, I found myself on my stomach in between both of them with one of his hands laying warmly on the middle of my back, the sound of light breathing tickling my ear. I smiled as I turned to my side, my body twinging at the slight soreness and my smile turned into a large grin at the tiny reminder my mind conjured up for me of our wild and crazy sex-filled evening; her beautiful moans as she came just from my tongue fluttering over her delicious pussy.
I fucked a horny bridesmaid once also [mf][cheating]
Reading the story about someone else’s gf being a horny bridesmaid reminded me of something that happened to me.
I was a groomsman in a wedding that was a destination wedding in San Diego. Everyone was staying the same little boutique hotel in La Jolla. I was single at the time, but all of the bridesmaids were attached in one form or another and all of them, except 2, were friends of mine from college or dating/married to friends of mine from college. The other 2 were the brides older sister who was married with 2 kids and another high school friend of the bride we’ll call Heather.
I had maybe met Heather 3 times prior to this trip and I never really had a second thought about her. She was a very nice person, she had a pretty mundane job, and she wasn’t bad looking but she definitely wasn’t the hottest girl either. Also, she had some bald neckbeard boyfriend we’ll call Sam. Sam didn’t fit into our group for 2 reasons. First, he didn’t go to college with us nor did he seem to share common interests. Second he was an asshole.
What the hell just happened [MM]
Sorry if this ends up being long.
So I’m a consistent gym goer. Five days a week with very few breaks. I met a guy at my gym and we’ve been lifting together for several months. He’s a tall black guy, 30 years old and absolutely ripped. It’s been great lifting because his routines have helped me gain some size in the short period we’ve lifted together. I’m still no where near him though.
After lifting yesterday he asked if I wanted to go bar hopping. I had today so I thought it would be a fun time. The women love the guy so at the very least that would be cool.
I decided to drive since I don’t drink very much as it is. I pulled up to his place a couple minutes early. He answered his door and led me in and I grabbed a seat on the couch. He said he was going to jump in the shower. A couple minutes later he comes out in a towel with a shirt he wanted to throw in the dryer. After he throws it in he comes and sits down next to me on couch and offers me a beer.
100% libido driven [FM]
(This is a long one, so for thoose who are into a short confession this is not the pick, but for those of you who’re looking for the full experience, I think you will enjoy)
Sexual relief [Mf]
The long dreaded finals had finally arrived and Melanie was in a state of absolute hysteria trying to cram for all the exams, assignments and projects that she had due over the week. Books, papers and folders surrounded her entire study cubicle. Right by her feet she had a small kettle and instant coffee that was her only source of nourishment during these difficult times.
Being in her freshman year of college studying pre-med, Melanie never got the chance to go out and have fun. Her parents, both highly regarded doctors and her older brother was on his way to a world-renowned med-school. Melanie knew she could not disappoint the family by having her grades drop. How would her parents think of her? She already believed that they favored Michael over her because he got a full-ride scholarship while she didn’t. Melanie shared a room with another girl, Aubrey. She was the wild girl in fine arts. Aubrey was really a free spirit, often advocating sexual liberation and bringing guys home late at night while Melanie was studying in her room. Melanie was so consumed with theories, structures of cells and chemistry formulas she often did not hear Audrey slobbering on her guests cock. However, often while taking a 2-minute breather, Melanie would be able to see Audrey being pleasured through the crack of their desks.