An Influencer Brings Out a Dark Side of Me I Never Knew Existed, and I Think I Like It [MF] Part 5

Disclaimer: Everyone in this retelling was above the age of 18

*We’re never the antagonist in our respective stories, are we? The villain is always the crazy ex, the unfaithful partner, the scorned lover. The villain is always someone else because when it’s your story, you can’t possibly be the villain. Can you?*

“Another please,” I call out, gulping the last dredges of my long island iced tea and then pointing at the glass, eyeing the waiter. I needed to drown myself in some form of liquid, and the usual suspects just aren’t stocked at this beach bar. No Jack, no Johnnie. I briefly considered drowning myself in the sea mere feet away, the sky-blue water turning into a shade of capri, then seamlessly flowing into a deep azure. What if I drowned myself in such an immaculate locale? What would they call it?

*A beautiful disaster?*

Fuck, I need a distraction. My mind wanders and settles on her. Dirty blonde hair cascades down one of her shoulders, rolling all the way to her waist. Her smile isn’t inviting. In fact, there’s barely a smile at all. Despite the rest of her body moving between shots, Nicole’s entire face remains still. Her lips stay in a thin line, as if she dares anyone to come up and make conversation.

Cuckquean Quickie #8 [cuckquean, ffm, 30s, 20s]

The sun shone through the tops of the trees as the birds sang and the bush rustled in the wind. Yet all I could focus on was the sound she was making as my husband took her from behind.

We’d hiked along the path, greeting couples and people with dogs as they made their way, none of them knowing what we had planned. The excitement was driving me crazy and as the two of them walked ahead of me side-by-side, I could feel the energy in the air.

I was so hot and had it not been for the cool breeze on my face, I’m not sure I would have been able to take it any longer. Even so, every step felt like a punishment, a denial, as if this were part of the fun, which, I suppose, it was, the desire building until I couldn’t take any more, and then a little extra.

Even in her hiking gear, she was irresistible, the loose jacket and baggy trousers, a promise of what was underneath, a gift to be unwrapped, her perfect bodysecurely bundled up, kept in pristine condition to be used later. Yet even in those clothes, I could see the outline of her firm ass, a perfect handful to be grabbed as she rode his dick.

I (18) [M] think I impregnated my chemistry teacher (23) [F]

Firstly, I’m quite short. My chemistry teacher is taller than average, so she’s quite big compared to me. To describe her: Thin, strong looking thighs. Big and round butt, curving perfectly into her back. Perfectly curvaceous waistline. Big, beaming eyes, brown hair. Large, round and natural breasts. Big, luscious lips.

One day, she came into class a bit late, I was sitting at a lab table alone (my lab partners were absent) near the door as she came in. I noticed that her breasts were hanging lower somehow. I assumed she had normally been wearing a pull up bra, or whatever you call it, and wasn’t that day.

I must have been staring for too long, because she made eye contact with me and faintly smiled. I didn’t know what to think so I just put my head down and kept working on my laptop. Only when she walked past the lab table later did I realize why her breasts were lower: she wasn’t wearing a bra at all, I could see her nipples poking through her thin shirt. I couldn’t help myself and I could feel my penis begin tighten.

I let a stranger I didn’t find attractive (30M) degrade me and cum on my face [FM]

I was so cock hungry I went to a strangers apartment and let him humiliate and degrade me, despite the fact that his appearance and especially his grooming didn’t even appeal to me

Hey all! Long time fan of the subreddit and so happy to finally be able to make a post of my own (with hopefully many more to come!)

So I’ve been having a bit of a sexual awakening lately – all the cliche stuff, repressed upbringing, coming to terms with my sexuality, blah blah blah – but up to now I’ve really just had very standard one night stands. Meeting at a bar, vanilla sex, etc etc.

Last week was different. I was so horny I was becoming feral. I’m normally very discerning with my hookups which can sometimes make it hard to find someone…but after four days of trawling with no luck, my horniness was unbearable.

Finally I met a guy through a friend that promised to deliver asap. This guy was about my age (early 30s), but where I’m tall, slim, smooth, and extremely well groomed, he was short and overweight, with a receding hair line and an “unkempt” appearance. All of these things are typically very unappealing to me and would ordinarily cause me to move on.

My Last Day With Dignity part 2 – Flashing in the grocery store [Blackmailing/Gaslighting] [Exhibitionism] [Flashing in Public]

Originally posted on [eroliterature.com](https://www.eroliterature.com/stories/my-last-day-with-dignity_4954999c) by me

“Annie, Annie, wake up.”

Someone was shoving me urgently in bed. I rolled over trying to get away from the intrusive hand.

“Ughh, stop, let me sleep.”

Suddenly my sheet was pulled off me. Cold air latched on to my skin. I pulled my eyes open.

“Get up Annie, you are going grocery shopping with Mark today”.

It was Becky. She smiled at me with an excited and malicious grin.

“You don’t want to miss your date with Mark do you?”

Becky grabbed my arm and pulled me out of bed. I had barely slept, lying awake until probably around 2, thinking about yesterday, the shame and the excitement, and what else humiliating Becky would make me do today. I groaned as someone pulled the blinds open.

“What time is it? It is still dark outside.”

“It is 5.30, we will leave for the grocery store at 8, but we need to get you ready. We want you to be nice and fresh for Mark.”

A yawn assaulted my body, forcing my mouth open in audible gasp.

An Ex [F] Admitted To Cheating While We [M] Were Together

See my profile for prior DECADES OF PROMISCUOUS PARTNERS true stories. This is Part 13.

If you read my prior stories, you’ll know that the girl who took my virginity cheated on me, days after we first had sex. Following that, my first long-term girlfriend Gina blazed a trail with her slutty behavior, with my permission. By the time our relationship had ended, a few of my friends, a few of her coworkers and their friends had all had their way with my girlfriend, many times. Her slutty behavior was a huge thrill to me and after we broke up, I was on the lookout for another girlfriend who was slutty and bold enough to tell me about it.

Meeting Kyla – Part 1, How I got into CNC[29M 19F] [CNC]

Quick descriptor of myself, at the time I was 29, 5’10”, slim but athletic build, wavy brown hair, red beard, green eyes.

It had been a year since my separation with my ex wife, and I was looking for some fun. I had recently discovered the r/RapeKink subreddit, and immediately I was intrigued. What caught me off guard and also turned me on to no end was the idea of women going out and “rapebaiting”. That this was even a thing just blew my mind, that some women were so into it that they would literally seek out rape. I read more about CNC and how people would roleplay rape so they could get their “fix” in a safe way. Prior to this, I hadn’t really delved deep into sexual depravity. Some light choking and slapping were the kinkiest things I had done in my previous relationships. Slowly I began to have a major shift in how I viewed sexuality as a whole as a result of my readings, and later my actions, specifically regarding the true nature what the feminine and masculine are, at the base level. But I digress, as I read more, the more I knew I needed to try this with someone.

Here cums the bride (stranger, mdom, bondage, oral)

2pm and the bar was already buzzing when Wade arrived. He scanned around finding his usual drinking companions on their usual perches, propping up the end of the dingy bar. Only one person stood out in the crowd.

In the far corner in the window booth was a woman. Wade guessed no more than 25. Her vibrant purple hair drapped down her shoulder in elegant curls. Pinned and positioned to perfection. Her bright blue eyes and full lips were painted dark. Her curves were on full display in her sleek black gown, the side split to her hip. He took her in for a moment. Comparing her to all the queens of hell as she sipped her drink. His cock pressed against his jeans. Realising he had been staring he turned to the bar and ordered.

Best days ever! I am now a free use slut for my neighbour and his friends [FM]

I really really was the good girl. I mean I always liked sex but I never did it with someone who wasn’t my long-term partner. I rarely sent them any dirty pics, I was never the one to initiate the sex, rarely spoke dirty, almost never wore anything revealing except maybe on holidays, just a regular, ordinary, boring girl.

Now that took a turn that came out of nowhere. And its not like I broke up with my ex and went slut mode straight away. It’s been over a year now. I had 0, seriously ZERO sexual intercourses with men in that time. I went on a few dates and realised I don’t feel like serious relationships right now. I went out partying but didn’t fuck any stranger in the mens toilet (despite masturbating to that fantasy like a dozen times, wearing my sluttiest dress and really trying to break my fears). So no, that’s not your “hehe I broke up with ex and went goblin mode” story. I went “I don’t think I’ll have sex ever again” mode for months.

[FFM]How I inspired our married Muslim neighbour to fuck my husband

Disclaimer: On my old account I posted about a neighbour that we started having an affair with. This takes place in same building. We’ve since moved from that apartment complex but this is a I’ve always wanted to tell. And at the time my husband was actually just a fiancé, but for the sake of this chronicle I’ll just use husband.

This was the second person in our apartment that my fiancé started an affair with, but unlike the one who lived on the same floor as us, this one didn’t.

So he and I both had our own cars, and with this place we were place given two parking spots, but — to cut a long story short — we needed a third spot. The building manager said there’s parking spaces available to rent since some tenets with spots only have use one. There was one such space available quite close to our own and I was going to use that spot. Since we went through the building manager to get the spot, we didn’t know who it belonged to, only that it was a couple.