Tag: Straight

My boyfriend had the fucking nerdiest birthday request [FM]

Men are so weird.

I’m a big birthday person and kind of have a rule about birthday sex. My soft limits tend to go out the door for that one magical day.

I’ve gotten some weird requests when I explain this rule. I’ve dressed as cheerleader (that was awkward), worn a toy in public, and have been asked to do anal many times (that ones a popular one).

I didn’t see this one coming.

My ex was really into rough sex so when I presented this to him, I was expecting some kind of debauchery. He thought about it for a few days and then told me he knew what he wanted, but couldn’t quite spit it out.

“I’m afraid you’re going to make fun of me.”

“Bro, I’ve been asked very weird things when I’ve put this out. Whatever it is, I won’t judge.”

“Ok… I had this fantasy for a long time, but it’s a very, very nerdy fantasy.”

“Am I dressing up as Gandalf?”

“No it’s just… you know that video game I play? Where all my friends are online?” Read more »

Blackmailed. Part 5 [F-Dom, Crossdressing, Humiliation]

Part 5

I beat the wife home and ran inside to get changed and showered. The evening went by in a blur. I was consumed by the events of the day.

My phone vibrated. A message and a picture along with it from her. It was me with the first cock in my mouth. “Just in case you were getting cold feet . Make sure your cage is on tomorrow”

“Yes Miss”

Then I deleted it straight away.

The next day I showered and headed into town. Meeting her at the car park. She looked stunning again.

“Right time to take me to lunch sissy boy”

“Ok what do you fancy”

“Oh I’m easy, let’s find an Italian”

She led me to an expensive looking pizzeria and sat down.

“So tell me how you’re feeling about it all now you’ve had time to think?”

“Honestly. I enjoyed it, but I don’t think I want it again”

“Oh are you sure?” I felt her stocking covered foot run up my thighs under the table. She made her way to the cage and caressed my imprisoned cock with her toes. My eyes rolled up as I moaned with pleasure. Read more »

Last at the Bar [MF] [consent] [420] [drinking] [ego melting] [dive bar] [spanking] [gentle femdom]

We’re both at a show, and it’s loud, loud like I’m-going-to-be-regretting-it-tomorrow loud. The band is…meh? They’re fine. They’re from Wisconsin. They’re loud. They’re whatever.

By now most of the people who came to the show either left, are still in the crowd but clearly regretting it, or they, like us, went straight to the bar at some point in the last hour. You and I have been eyeing each other for that last hour. Slowly our friend groups dwindled away, and it’s pretty much me at one end of the bar, you at the other.

You wouldn’t hear me if I said anything, so I wave from across the bar. You wave back and smile a big and beautiful smile that sinks into me like a hook. You motion me over with this kind of cowgirl mosey on over thing. I’m hooked, so I do. Read more »

Saturday handywork [MF] [very consensual] [420] [long, slow build] [neighbors] [anal] [appliance repair]

It’s a spring, rainy Saturday afternoon: warm air, cold rain. You’re walking out of your apartment and you see me in the hall walking into my apartment, next door. I’m wearing a worn flannel shirt, some old jeans with paint splotches all over, knees torn, and carrying a laden bag of Home Depot stuff. I’m drenched too; it looks like someone (me) forgot their umbrella. There’s a puddle of water where I’ve been standing while fiddling for my keys.

“Hey there Kurt,” you say, smiling, as you step into the hallway. You’re wearing a flowing spring sundress, hanging by straps from your freckled shoulders. Even in our sunless shared entry hallway, I make mental note of its semi-transparentness, then shake it off. I realize I haven’t seen you without your mask. I thought you were gorgeous before, but now?

“Hi Miya,” I respond, cheerfully. Some water drips from me to the floor.

“You’re in marketing right? But I guess you’re a handyman too?” you say, nodding to the Home Depot bag.

I laugh, “I’m handy When I need to be! Actually I’m working on some closet doors. Our landlord sucks, you know, and I’m tired of them not working and him not doing anything, so I’m doing it myself.” Read more »

Fuck The Author! — [Asian] [Cuckold] [Cheating] [FMF]

Fuck The Author! When Hotwives Don’t Do Their Due Diligence

It’s all about the minor details.

When you’re writing a story, the minor, seemingly unimportant details are what elevates a good story above the milquetoast morass of mediocrity. If you say “her breasts are big,” you’re practically hitting your reader on the head with your point. Just like I am now. But when you explore those finer details, the ones that get lost in translation from daydream to page, that’s when the story begins to take flight. “Her ample bosom strained against a shirt that must’ve been one size too small, stretching the fabric into three horizontal streaks.” Isn’t that better?

The minor details are also the ones that can end up sandbagging you. If your character’s significant other is a husband in one paragraph and a boyfriend in the next, your readers will ask the pertinent question: Why the fuck should I pay attention to your story if you didn’t? You only have to fuck up once, be inconsistent or wrong once, and the fanciful illusion of your wonderfully woven story deconstructs before the readers eyes.

Sometimes it’s the details that fuck you. Read more »

A New Life: Part Two [MF] [Interracial] [Straight Sex] [Busty] [Huge Boobs] [GILF]

I walked into my office with a headache. Worrying about what Benjamin would say or do kept me up most of the night.

Sheila stayed with me for the second time while the others booked hotel rooms. No doubt they wanted their privacy.

Alexander greeted me at the door with a hug, “Thanks,” I said as I went to my desk.

“He tried to bribe me,” Alexander said as he stood near my desk.

“Of course, he did,” I shook my head. “What did he offer, and what did he want?”

“He wanted me to keep my mouth shut about the video, you sent, as well as to trash talk you,” Alexander said.

Benjamin knew that Alexander and I had been working for nearly ten years. He bought the houses, his son Derek renovated them, and I got them decorated and ready to be sold. It was a good arrangement. An arrangement that benefited everyone.

I shook my head. Alexander would never trash talk me to anyone, let alone for the sake of my soon to be ex-husband, that cheated on me with a child. Read more »

[Scat, Femdom, M/F] Breaking Reality Ch. 2

PART 5: THE AFTERMATH
I stayed at the hotel until the next day. I took several showers and brushed my teeth at least fifteen times, but the smell and taste of Bia’s shit wouldn’t leave my face for nothing in the world. I could only hope others wouldn’t notice it.

The next morning, I added Bia’s hard earned phone number on WhatsApp and sent her the first message.

‘Hi, Bia. This is Jarden. Just sending this message to add to contact list.’

I waited five minutes and she texted back.

‘Good morning, toilet. Had a good night sleep with my shit on your stomach? Was it good?’

‘It was heavenly. When are we going to do it again?’

I sent this and waited. A short ten minute break passed and she didn’t answer me back. ‘Must be busy’, I thought to myself. I grabbed my car keys and went to check out of the hotel.

On my way home, I still couldn’t believe what just happened. Was any of this real? Bia, from Noblehigh. The girl of my dreams. And I had her dump perfuming my breath. Unbelievable. Read more »

[Scat, Femdom, M/F] Breaking Reality Ch. 1

Chapter 1
Hi! I’m Jarden Nacho and this is my first scat story, and it’s actually based on real life characters – but in a alternate, better (messier!) reality. My main inspiration for this were the SlaveFart scat stories on the ClosetFetishist portal. His adventures with Monica are my favorite stories, and now I’m starting my own journey. Hope you enjoy it, and please let me know what can be better for the next ones.

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WHO IS BIA? (Scroll further if you want to see the scat action without context)

There are some women you can never really forget, no matter what you do. There is a girl that could never leave my mind, and her name is Bia.

She was a friend of my best friend, Julie. I studied with her for almost 6 years, and since the first moment I was madly magnetized for her. But not in a normal way…

You see, with other girls it was different. I liked some, and kissed very few, but Bia had something that made me feel less like a man. Like I couldn’t ever be man enough for her. Just of seeing and knowing her from a far distance, I became to develop (or at least, discover) my femdom fetish. Read more »

Fucking hubby’s friend for money

**Fucking hubby’s friend for money**

I’m Lana. I’m twenty-three years old, and I’m married to Josh, who’s a bit older than me at thirty-two.

I met Josh when I was in uni when I started my part-time job at a clothing store. He was my supervisor at the time. We fell in love and got married, eventually.

It wasn’t easy, though.

Josh was what people considered a free spirit. He was a musician and was just passionate about life. It was easy to get sweep away with his enthusiasm and zest.

Suffice to say, my parents didn’t approve, but at the time, I was head over heels for him. I wanted to be with him forever, as far as I was concerned.

But then times got tough.

Two people working retail didn’t make a lot of money. Ever since the pandemic, our financial problems got worse. I had to drop out of uni- couldn’t afford the fees and I figured at the time that we were fine as long as we had each other.

I lost my job at the clothing store I worked at. Josh’s store had mass layoffs, but he managed to keep his job with reduced pay and longer hours. Read more »