All Work, Little Play (Part 1) | F/M | Strangers, Cheating, Vibrators

I was never an early morning person, whether it was because the light of day felt like it was burning my retinas or because I always exhausted because of my, ah, extracurricular activites, shall we say, me and the alarm clock were enemies.

Maybe that’s why I chose bar work as my little side job whilst I studied, it was (mostly) evening work, I got to be sociable and honestly the tips were pretty decent. A small bit of make up and some choice outfits to accentuate my curves and I was making a decent living for myself, granted a bit of flirting helped but my boyfriend never minded – he knew that at the end of the day, what they all lusted after, he got.

The only actual downside was that it meant that my weekends were gone and every holiday was taken by the hell of hospitality and this Friday was no different.

“I thought you booked tonight off,” he remarked, looking surprisingly unbothered by last minute call in to work.

“I did.” I sighed. “But technically I’m on standby because Alan’s wife could go into labor at any minute and I just didn’t think I’d be that unlucky. I’m sorry baby.”

I [M] got drunk & high and cheated on my girlfriend with her really beautiful best friend [F] [LONG]

For reasons that will become obvious in the story, I’m going to change some names to protect some identities.

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Before the pandemic hit, I was single and content with being alone. I never had to much trouble getting girls (A lot of girls have told me I’m handsome) and felt that having a gf would only serve to hinder my options and freedom. Not that I’m like some sex god who’s constantly fucking or anything, but I like to mess around more casually with different people (I think like most people my age [Early-Mid 20s]). I hadn’t been in an exclusive relationship since high school and I figured I probably wouldn’t be committed to a girl at this point in my life anyways. However, over the pandemic, I became gradually lonelier and began trying to look for a girl to cuff.

My main way of doing this was by sliding in the DMs and telling girls I thought they looked cute or something like that… I hooked up with a number of girls this way since the pandemic started but never found girlfriend material, that is of course until I met Rachel in the middle of spring 2021.

[Part 4] Lisa Galaxia – The Passengers (voyeur, sci-fi, choose your own adventure)

[Lisa Galaxia Story Hub](https://www.reddit.com/user/Butterflies-n-cream/comments/qp1l5y/lisa_galaxia_story_hub_a_scifi_choose_your_own/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) – plot summaries and links to the previous chapters for people who want people who want to get caught up!

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“So can you tell me anything?” Lisa was getting frustrated now. Her tone had shifted from sympathetic to suspicious.

“Sorry,” the young man explained again, “we don’t want any trouble, we just need to get past the GIMP patrols and get off-world, I promise it’s nothing bad.”

GIMP, the Grand Interstellar Mercantile Protectorate, was the de facto government here and in much of the galaxy. The only ones trying to get around them were criminals and pirates, at least that’s how Lisa saw it. Rachel appeared more sympathetic though.

“Come on Lisa, we can trust them.” Rachel was explaining. Lisa shot her a disapproving glare, but it didn’t seem to make a difference. “Besides, with what they’re paying you won’t need to work for months!”

“Assuming we’re not in jail, or worse…” Lisa retorted, but Rachel was right, this was like 6 months of pay for 12 hours of work.

An awkward silence followed as the traveling couple and Rachel all looked eagerly at Lisa.

My most humiliating story with my ex… never told before [MF]… kind of [MFM]

So, I had been going out with my girlfriend at the time for about a year (this was about 5 years ago).

We didn’t live together but she spent most nights at my house, which I shared with 2 friends. We had been arguing quite a bit for weeks and she asked me to go to a party her friend was throwing. It was all her friends and I only knew a couple of them through her, so I said I would give it a miss. My plan was to stay in and play video games with the housemates.

So anyway, me not going caused a big fight and she kept asking me to reconsider. I didn’t back down and a few nights later she went to the party alone. I sent her a text before she went out and told her to have a good time and that I would make it up to her. No reply.

I had a great evening with my friends and we played video games until about midnight. I went to bed and the other two stayed up longer.

[MF] Maybe it pays to be the patient nice guy after all? Part 1

Hello everyone! This is my first post. I am a longtime lurker on the subreddit though so I have been around for a while. I finally had some free time and decided to take the opportunity to try out writing something myself. This story is partly based on real life and partly based on fantasies with in my mind, feel free to guess which is which in the comments below. The story has a very slow build so sorry if that’s not really your thing, but I want to have plenty of character development here as well. And of course, feel free to give me feedback as I work on part 2 of this story. I have some ideas already for where I want these character’s to go moving forward, but I want to hear yours as well.

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She was perfect. She had beautiful blonde hair that came about halfway down her back. She had deep, vibrant blues eyes, that you could stare into for days as you had a conversation with her, and she had the body of a dancer. She was everything I always wanted, and everything I couldn’t have. I suppose I am getting a little ahead of myself, aren’t I? Why don’t I start at the beginning?

ABBY, JUNIOR, MEL, and BERTIE – A mother learns to love enslavement by her troubled son and his domineering girlfriend [Incest] [BDSM] [Forced Orgasms] [Rape] [Drug Use]

*Chapters one through five presented in inverse order*

Chapter 5: JEEEEEUSUSSSSSAAA!

I sat on the end of my bed Sunday morning watching Melanie go through my dresser drawers picking out what I was going to wear underneath my dress. The dress she had chosen for me was a light cotton, form fitting thing, and even though it covered me neck to knees, was already too revealing for church – so the underwear was going to matter.

Junior and Mel had decided that maybe it would be good for me to reconnect with my community. But I knew they felt nothing but contempt for the church and all the ‘*delusionals*’ that went, so really it was just another opportunity to humiliate me.

Truth is, I was feeling pretty good about myself from a physical perspective, so part of me kind of wanted to show off. Turns out having a health minded woman around the house has got me in pretty good shape.

I was doing okay for someone my age before she came along because I took long walks and was generally health conscious about food. She’s into kale smoothies though, and intermittent fasting and all that. So of necessity, I am too.

All Tied Up Part 1

15:34. I pant as I’ve finished my loop in the park. My usual run, I made it around the loop faster than I thought. As I breathed deeply to calm my racing heart, I felt a presence behind me. Before I could react , a cloth covers my mouth and nose and in my panic I couldn’t help but breath in.

I awoke with a start. But I couldn’t move. My hands were bond together. As I wriggled I felt my body straining against the rope. As I took stock of my position I notice my feet were also bound together.
“Hello”, I yelled as I looked around the plain room.

“Let me go”, I doubted that would make whoever tied me up come set me free, but I had to try.

As I pull against my restraints, feeling for slack, I find none. I hear footsteps outside me door, is this my captor?

The doors opens and, I inhale as I recognize your face. “Please, let me out.” I beg. You shake your head, and stand beside my bed. I start to feel the panic as my breathing speeds up. You sit near my feet and touch my leg. “Calm down.”

Sharing toys with my friend [FF]

A couple of weeks ago I took newly single friend toy shopping after she had a go controlling mine and trying one out on herself. Annie picked up a few vibrator and a butt plug and said she’s been enjoying them almost every day. Since we both have a long weekend and my husband is with his buddies on another boys trip I invited myself over to her place last night. I brought my own vibrators with me since 1) I was going to be hella horny and 2) wasn’t sure if she was okay sharing with me.

Skipping past all the chit chat we got drunk again and decided to see who could make the other person cum first with our app controlled toys. We both kept our clothes on and faced the tv while making each other squirm. She started panting and I could see her toes curl when she admitted defeat. I already knew the vibrations in mine weren’t strong enough and needed more. We turned them off and went to the bathroom to clean up and she was shocked to say the least when she saw how much cream was covering my toy.