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Open weekend part 2

Part two of 12, you should go back and read part one

After I get the chairs out of the conex and finish loading the truck I come back in the house to find you still buzzing sitting on the bed. You beg me to turn it off and fuck you but I just turn it off. I find you a dress and a bra no panties today I don’t want anything restricting the juices from running down your legs. You start to protest as I walk away.

As you finish getting dressed I pull out the box and find the; cuffs, the good nipple clamps, the weaker nipple clamps, purple and the new strap on you bought. With options for dildos, and the pink and black vibrators. Next to find the lube I quickly gather several options including the flavored ones. And look at you with my devilish smirk and ask if you are ready while hitting the button on the remote in my pocket again. You respond with I have been ready and begging all morning. I change the pattern on the vibrator before pushing you to the door. We load up and are rolling down back roads when I notice you shaking in the passenger seat of my truck. Before slowing the pace of the demented vibrator that been causing you a steady and agonizing wave of pleasure, I ask if you’re ok? You roll your eyes and say you know I’m not ok that you need it and need it now. I grin and say in due time. However we need to make a stop for food to eat so we can keep up our pace this weekend. Read more »

A quick jog turns into a quick fuck in a mini van with a married man [FM]

There is a small lake near where I live with a 3 mile loop that is popular with joggers. After eating way too much over the holidays, I decided to go run. Maybe it was due to the near freezing temperature or maybe it’s the holidays, but the loop didn’t have the normal amount of joggers as a normal Sunday.

During the first lap around the lake I was focused on my breathing and cadence, but sometime during second lap I start to notice a cute guy with a full beard trailing me. I knew he wasn’t a runner and I could leave him in the dust if I picked up my pace, instead I decided to slow down and let him catch up and run besides me. We locked eyes, greeted each other and during the run we made some small talk. After another lap, I could tell he was starting to slow down and instead of injuring his ego I asked to stop and decided to stretch. Read more »

[MF] Alice in Anal Land…

(this is a consolidation and more polished re-write of a story I wrote in three several posts a couple of years ago…)

Disclaimer and Content Warning: The following story is based on real events, with some minor changes to protect people’s anonymity and to improve the narrative flow. It involves repeated occurrences of a dangerous sexual practice: ass-to-pussy switching (also known as “a2p” or “atp”). While it was very much consensual, it was definitely not “safe or sane” and only somewhat “risk aware” at the time. I’d be a LOT more reticent about that practice nowadays – at the very least I’d have a pre-negotiation that involved an explicit discussion of risks. But back then, I was a lot less knowledgeable about these issues, and I must confess, I wasn’t really thinking with my brain at the time. And also, this was a series of bareback hookups – another massively unwise thing to do. So yes, the narrator in the story is me, but a younger, more selfish, more irresponsible version of me from years ago.

Anyway…

Her name was Alice. (Well, actually it wasn’t, but that’s what I’m going to call her.) Read more »

[MF] What’s new, pussycat?

During the process of my divorce we decided to divest our shared assets and walk away from each other. It was down to the vehicle, which I didn’t want and had to get a new one. I went back home for a break and to complete this transaction and in the midst of it reached out on dating apps for fun in the meantime. She had made a post wanting a muscle dude with a nice beard. So of course I shoot and say I may not have a beard but I have a uniform. And of course that somehow worked. And once we swapped SFW pics and chitchatted we had a time and date setup that was convenient for both of us. She was average height and chubby with a nice perky chest, red hair, and blue eyes. Best of all she was on the pill, preferred creampies, and was into being manhandled.

Beneath the Bleachers [MF] [Bondage] [Femdom] [Oral] [PIV] [XL story]

It’s a teenage cliche – making out under the bleachers during a football game. Almost considered a rite of passage in most parts of the Western Hemisphere. Unfortunately, neither of us were cool or popular enough to have experienced it ourselves back in the day. As we wandered the local track circuit of your former high school (nearly 20 years after our respective graduations), you lamented about missing out on that particular magic moment. You were a band geek, and girls just didn’t pull guys from the woodwind section underneath the bleachers.

The mental image of a flag bearer sneering at your flute has me rolling, but in all honesty I can’t relate. I attended a French Catholic academy so strict that students were separated by gender during assembly even though it was the early 2000’s. I shudder, remembering how many times I heard “leave room for Jesus” during school dances. No bleacher make outs for me. Not that the austere school environment did me any good; I grew up to be a deviant just the same. We wrap up our walk in comfortable silence, but the seed of an idea has been planted. Read more »

Anything Part 2 [Spanking, CNC, Degradation] Now with a Soundgasm Audio Recording.

I hope you enjoyed last night’s Soundgasm audio recording. The recording for part 2 is even better. Please send some love to u/sweetnessincanada for the amazing audio recording.

https://www.soundgasm.net/u/sweetnessincanada/Anything-Part-2-CNC-Degradation

Part 2

My bottom was throbbing and tears were rolling down my face. I tried to hide them, but he was hovering over my body watching me. Every typo, every backspace earned harder and faster swats with his belt. By the time the dictation was over my bottom was on fire. Mr. Bledsole pulled up my panties, lightly patted my covered pussy (which immediately made the muscles in my pelvis contract) and very sternly said: “Fix that skirt, then go send that email immediately. I’ll have more use for you later.” Read more »

My Best Friend & I Used to Masturbate to Each Other [MF]

Yeah this story is a little weird.

I used to date a guy in law school and we had REALLY good sex. I was really inexperienced at the time and he definitely awakened my kinky side and subsequently ignited a very fun slut stage that lasted for several years.

Years later he moved back to my city, but we were both in relationships so the romantic aspect of our relationship faded and we became best friends. I realize that sounds shady, but our romantic relationship had been pretty tumultuous and we both knew it would never be a healthy long term thing. I think sometimes we’d both feel a bit of a spark and then remember the roller coaster that had been our courtship and quickly shut things down. Plus, we were both in very happy relationships and didn’t want to risk our friendship because at the time we honestly did understand each other really well and were important to each other. Read more »

If These Thin Walls Could Talk (Chapter 2.2 – The First Date) [TF/F] [wlw] [1990s] [Storyline B]

Friday (October 22nd, 1999)

I wake from what feels like the best sleep in the world. As the room comes into focus, I remember the string of kisses Celia and I had shared in the nude before we surrendered to our exhaustion. And then it hits me: the unfinished files that Dan wants done by the end of today.

I roll over and expect to see Celia. I run my hand over where she was laying- it’s still warm. Then I hear a faint metallic scraping. She must be in the kitchen. Should I get dressed in full now? Better my chances of actually completing the task? Or do I continue to take my sweet time like I’d envisioned last night? That’s right- fuck Dan, that fucking asshole.

The only things I grab from my pile of clothes are my panties and button-down; I’ll save tucking for later. In the kitchen Celia, wearing what’s either an oversized pajama shirt or a pajama dress, has her back turned and has her hand over the stovetop. Next to her is a large bowl with a whisk sticking out of it. Read more »

Another Way Pt 1 [FF]

Another way

For the last 20 years, my husband and I have worked damned hard to retire, or rather create a financial situation we could opt out of full time work, early as we could. It has finally happened.

Last week, we sold the business for enough money to invest in a trust fund of blue chip stocks, government bonds and annuities to provide us with a substantial income for the rest of our lives. We have two grown children, who are making their own way in the world, and when we have gone, they will receive the full benefits of what we have achieved. Right now, we decided they will get a supplement to their incomes, but that is another story.

My husband was originally employed as a safety engineer, then when the company and he disagreed over some fundamental issues, he opened his own practice and built it up to the point where it employed 11 other consultants and a small office staff of twelve. He ran the services side and I ran the office. Worked really well, but there were a lot of problems and difficulties we had to overcome, but that is no different to any other business I suppose. Read more »