Torture[M][str][femdom][non-con][anal]

Torture

The room spun around me, the scent of lavender filled my nostrils and I tried to make sense of the scene around me. To my right I saw long beige curtains flowing down over a dark hardwood floor, streaks of light danced past the fabric and streamed rays of white onto the tan walls around me. To the left I saw an oak nightstand, on the surface sat a lamp and an array of toys and tools spread out for convenience. From left to right there was a string of blue anal beads, a long pink vibrating dildo, a black butt plug, a bottle of lubricant and a ball gag mask.

Brimstone Series Book 2 Episode 8: A Familiar Doctor

**Stacey**

Pressure in my head. Scratchy throat. Eyelids made of lead.

I woke up to a deep rumbling engine, and looked around, the sun’s rays attacking my irises. There were cars packed in neat rows from all sides, as if we were at a dealership, but upon further inspection they were from all years and brands. I’m in an outdoor parking lot, and alone.

‘Chris?’ I asked, my voice surprisingly small and hoarse.

‘I’m right here,’ his warm, masculine voice came from behind me. I heard something metal hit the pavement, and then the whirring of the Escalade’s trunk lowering. Relief replaced the initial pang of anxiousness when I laid eyes on him, his presence reassuring me.

He pushed a comfortable-looking wheelchair around to my side of the car before opening the door, the cool November air invading the cabin. ‘Here,’ he said as he lowered me onto the chair as easily as if I was a straw doll, and I gripped the hard muscles of his upper arm instinctively, providing me with a secure point where I could lean my weight.

Brimstone Series Book 2 Episode 8: A Familiar Doctor

**Stacey**

Pressure in my head. Scratchy throat. Eyelids made of lead.

I woke up to a deep rumbling engine, and looked around, the sun’s rays attacking my irises. There were cars packed in neat rows from all sides, as if we were at a dealership, but upon further inspection they were from all years and brands. I’m in an outdoor parking lot, and alone.

‘Chris?’ I asked, my voice surprisingly small and hoarse.

‘I’m right here,’ his warm, masculine voice came from behind me. I heard something metal hit the pavement, and then the whirring of the Escalade’s trunk lowering. Relief replaced the initial pang of anxiousness when I laid eyes on him, his presence reassuring me.

He pushed a comfortable-looking wheelchair around to my side of the car before opening the door, the cool November air invading the cabin. ‘Here,’ he said as he lowered me onto the chair as easily as if I was a straw doll, and I gripped the hard muscles of his upper arm instinctively, providing me with a secure point where I could lean my weight.

[Group] I called myself straight until 3 guys used my mouth

I’ve always thought of myself as straight, if only a little curious. In middle school I fooled around with a couple of guys my age but then spent almost 2 decades hooking up with only women.

Sometimes I would go on Craigslist and get turned on seeing what other guys were posting. A few times I would write to them about getting a quick blow job but I never followed through. Finally I answered an ad that kind of split the difference – a massage from a transsexual woman. She had a small cock that I played with a little bit while she blew me. I liked how it felt in my hand so I put my mouth on it to see how I liked that. It didn’t do much for me.

Over the next couple of years I responded to more ads and got more blow jobs from guys of all ages, shapes, and sizes. Sometimes in the steam room at the gym I would catch someone’s eye, and moments later would be cumming in his mouth.

He fucked the Jesus out of me [MF] [inexperienced]

This happened last Monday. It was my eleventh time having sex, and my first time having good sex. I’m 27 and have been sexually repressed for most of my life due to growing up in the church.

I had recently put myself on Tinder with no direct goal in mind. I matched with Issac about two weeks prior, a programmer who speaks Russian. I was instantly attracted to his intelligence and wanted to fuck him – though this was a massive deviation from my conservative personality. As a serial monogamist and ex-Christian, I had only ever been in serious relationships, and I had only had (bad, uninspired) sex with one person prior to this. I didn’t understand sexual chemistry and had yet to explore it.

I texted Issac, simply saying: “I want you to have sex with me.” He responded with messages wrought with delicious insinuation and I felt absolutely, overwhelmingly aroused thinking about having sex with this person that I barely knew. Absence of control and absence of safety – the total antithesis to the safe, boring, long-term relationships I had experienced my entire adult life.

[Fmm] The Tutor pt. 5

Chapter 5
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Alicia sat at an empty table in the crowded campus food court. A plain salad wasn’t something she usually ate for lunch, but the threat of being discovered having sex with Adam and Carlos made her stomach ache. She’d skipped breakfast as well. All night long, dreams of being arrested and taken to jail disrupted her sleep after she got back to the dorm. But the insane chemistry they’d shared the night before left her craving more, despite the risk.

Out of the corner of her eye, Alicia saw Megan enter the food court and glance around. Then her eyes stopped on Alicia.

“What the fuck were you thinking?” Megan demanded after stomping up to the table.

She pretended she didn’t know what Megan meant. “I thought I’d eat my lunch?”

“You could be arrested!”

“Nope, I paid for it,” Alicia deflected and lifted the receipt off the tray to wave around.

“I’m serious,” Megan hissed as she sat across from Alicia, then began to shout-whisper. “Adam Morris? We both fucking babysat him! Jeez, I used to build those race car tracks with him all over the living room.”

[FM] Stepson helps me with my bruised butt… and other things

Hi Y’all,

Well the week could have been better but it’s ended well. This past week we had a little bit of ice and snow Wednesday night causing for a not so fun Thursday morning of getting the kids off to school and driving for Uber.

My bad Thursday morning started off as I was driving home after dropping the kids at school and hit an ice patch on a downhill road. The car in front of me hit their brakes as soon as they hit the ice and they started sliding, I hit my brakes too and joined in the uncontrolled slide. There are few worse feelings than sliding where brakes provide no help and your car is on it’s own ride no matter what you do. Before I knew it I was slamming into a curb which I’ll admit was much better than the car in front of me. Boom I stopped. Hmm is everything okay with the car?

[F] I did anal masturbation yesterday for the first time and really went at it, and it was amazing

So last night I was on reddit as usual, browsing /r/GoneWild and other subs that just made my pussy cream. I then went on and on, sub after sub and boy was I turned on to the point of no return.

This is like a normal night, I got really horny, got some lotion. I lay on my back on my bed, pussy dripping and the bottle of lotion held above my, dripping on to every inch of my unprotected and bare naked body. I pretty much empty the whole bottle onto me and rub it all over. I gently move my hands across my lotion-drenched body, slowly caressing my breasts as I shut my eyes.

Happy 18th Birthday From a German Exchange Student [Pics] [MF] [Cheating]

A bit about me: I am a 5’5”athletically built guy with brown hair and blue eyes. Played soccer and did gymnastics all throughout high school.

My senior year of high school my high school offers an exchange program with a high school in Germany. They come and stay with us in the fall and then come spring time we go and stay with them for about three weeks. When they came to visit in the fall, I had a short fling with a girl named Melanie, who was a short spunky brunette, but that’s a story for another time. For now we focus on the spring portion of the trip, and a girl named Jeanine.

[MF] Tender [sensual][LONG]

*This is my first attempt at a longer and more sensual erotic story. Criticism is allowed.*

**”Interesting” part begins at the — mark. If you skip there is a TL;DR provided there.**

The sun is burning on my fingers as I am gripping the steering wheel, trying to hold a straight line as the powerful engine is dragging me with almost 180 km/h across the almost empty highway lanes. The loud roar of the gasoline-hungry chunk of metal, chugging away about a meter away from my foot, is almost silenced by the hot august air gushing through the open window next to me. Some kind of melody, coming through the stereo, is trying to join the chaotic symphony of loudness.

“Just a few more kilometers” I tell myself as I glance to the blue line on the GPS screen which is taking a satisfying turn off the melting highway tarmac into the colder hug of the clean and chill mountain air.