Giving him a lil show from the bar bathroom… [MF]

Hi y’all!
I thought I’d give some back story to my last post. This is how I ended up hooking up with that coworker, starting with some fun Snapchat videos!

I’m a girl in my midtwenties, usually a bubbly and bright smartass. I’ll be honest, I love attention. I have lots of colorful ink all over my legs (my thick thighs definitely save lives too) and my hair is always an insane color. At this time, it was half green, half purple! I have DD tits, a lil chubby, but tall enough to get away with it.

I started a new job at a bar, working 14ish hour days serving, and one day an unfamiliar voice called my name to pick up food from the window. I jogged back to the kitchen, putting a little pep in my step to jiggle my boobs because I think it’s fun and none of my coworkers were around… Except this new line cook, who’s smirking from behind the line. He’s in his early fifties, grey hair cut and styled well, with a beard and tattooed arms. His blue eyes were laser focused on my chest. I decided to play it cool and grab the food wordlessly, but I’ve always been attracted to older guys and I was definitely feeling him. At the end of the night, I was washing bar glasses, and if you’ve ever been a horny bar patron, you’ll know it can be quite a show when a girl has big naturals like mine. I felt someone looking at me, and sure enough it was the cook. He winked and said “I love a hard worker, maybe scrub a little harder for daddy?”

Home alone with my older sister [Part 2][MF][Incest]

This is part 2 of the story posted on my profile. Be sure to read that if you haven’t already because I’ll be picking up right where we left off.

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Ever since the bedroom incident with my sister, I had become obsessed with her. I couldn’t stop fantasizing about her. I’d steal her used thongs, jerk off to her Instagram, and check out her body anytime she wasn’t looking. I started waking up earlier as well so I could see her wearing her tight running outfits and jerk off in her room while she wasn’t home. This behavior carried on for a couple days until she started taking note of her panties going missing.

The Professional Woman: Part One (Part Two of Two) [MF] [Busty] [Straight Sex] [Anal]

A full two weeks passed in a blink of an eye. It usually did when things got busy. Between shows and photo shoots the days passed quickly. The great news was Jefferey had been excellent at his job.

I got no bad calls from any of the models he had picked up. Most of the news was good. He was always punctual. He made sure the models made it into the building. He made sure they were at the right place. I could not be happier.

On the Homefront, nothing had changed. Mark was still a pain. His career seemed to be going down the toilet at an ever-increasing rate, which meant he was taking out his frustrations on me.

I couldn’t help that things were looking up for me. The company was doing well, and I was about to make a big splash in the Miami market which had been previously dominated by a competitor.

“I have to get those swimsuits down there as quick as possible,” I yelled at one of my distributors.
“Thank you,” I smiled as they gave me another date. It would be close, but I could make it work.

The Professional Woman: Part One [MF] [Busty] [Straight Sex] [Anal]

Life had gotten boring for me. It had come down to work and home life, which wasn’t bad. I have a good job working in the clothing industry. I was married to a good man for twelve years. But now reaching into my late thirties things were beginning to get routine.

It was not anybody’s fault that I was starting to feel bored with my life. Mark did all he could. We tried to excite things in the bedroom many times. Role Play, Videos, New Toys for both of us. He was satisfied with how things had come around, and I had agreed with him, but deep down I was bored.

“See you tonight,” Mark said as he kissed me on the forehead.

“I am working late this evening,” I said as I sipped on my coffee. “I have to plan the fashion show for tomorrow.”

“Okay,” he said as he picked up his briefcase and walked out to the garage.

I heard the garage door open, then his car left. I sighed this was the routine. He would leave, either one of us would be late getting back home. One of us would order something to eat and leave the rest in the oven for the other. I knew already that he would order Baked Ziti with Italian Sausage and Garlic rolls.

[M18/M18/M18/F22] fun in the high school swimming pool showers.

English is not my native language, hope you guys will enjoy it.

We were in our senior year of high school. I, Tony, Matt and Mike didn’t know each other. We were 18 at that time. We share the same story today because back in those days, we were identified by a PE teacher to be « student with inadequate level of swimming ».

The three of us were forced to take 5 supplementary swimming lessons. The first fourth lessons were pretty normal. Mr. Parker, our PE teacher, explained the basics of breaststroke. At the end of the fourth session, we were able to swim across the pool without any issue and I began to get on well with Mike and Matt.

For the last session, Mr. Parker was absent. The sub teacher was a tall blond woman, with tits that were pushing so hard on her swimsuit that it seemed they screamed to get out. It was enough to turn on our 18 yo bodies that were full on hormones.

Back in the shower the first things that we did was to speak about the new sub teacher. We both three began to have boner that were very visibles, thanks to those tight swimsuit they force you to were at the swimming pool. Mike noticed mine

MDMA 3way with my wife and her bestie [MFF]

On some of my other posts I’ve talked about how much my friends and I like to take Molly once every few months to have a fun-filled stress-free night. This one pretty much takes the Cake.

My wife (fiancee at the time) and I went to our best friends place for a little roll party. One of our other friends was there as well as one of my wife’s best friends, Stacy.. So they were six of us in total. If you’ve ever taken Molly before you know that it gets you super in your feels and super into your sexuality and a lot of the time you’re extremely horny and you want to f***. This was Stacy’s first time trying Molly.

The whole party went great as usual. A bunch of light shows, storytelling, confessions, and massages. We all loved to get basically naked and take turns massaging everyone’s body. Trust me it feels wonderful.. having the people your closest to in the world massaging your body knowing that they’re not judging you is bliss. Towards the end of the night we all went upstairs to our respective areas. My wife Stacy and I went into a room and I straight up said let’s all sleep naked so we can be close to each other. My wife and I got butt naked and Stacy took off everything but her underwear.

Confessions of a Good Kitten

*Day 2 as his Slut*

His eyes seemed to devour me. I could feel them, working their way over my body, as if he was ripping off every piece of clothing I had so carefully selected for tonight, and taking in every curve. It was winter and I was dressed warm, but his gaze made me feel stark naked. I was standing in front of him, his new possession, as he appraised my value and my worthiness. I knew I should be disgusted. I knew that his lingering and cruel eyes should make me turn and run, but I was hooked. I followed the instructions he had set for me and ordered a drink at the bar before taking a seat at the empty booth across from him. It was a test. And suddenly, it was a test I needed to pass.

Meeting an older guy from a swinging web site [FM]

I was a latecomer to sex… I didn’t lose my virginity until I was 19, and after that I really didn’t have much sex or much interest in it until I started going out with my last boyfriend. He had a very high sex drive and we ended up fucking 3-4 times whenever he saw me, and was constantly talking about fantasies and ideas and things he wanted to do. As a result, I found that I really enjoyed just pure, simple sex, and so when we broke up a few weeks ago I soon realised I wanted more of it.

One thing we talked about but never arranged was him watching me with older men – I’ve always been into older guys (I’m 23, my ex was 30, and I lost my virginity to a 39 year old), and talking about that fantasy really turned me onto the idea.

This idea wouldn’t go away, and so a few days ago I signed up to a swingers site that my boyfriend had previously signed us up to but never went anywhere with. Once I’d registered and verified I got bombarded with messages… most of them rude, or impatient, or just dick pics, but I also heard from some interesting guys.

Embrace of the Goddess Chapter 8 [FF] [Fantasy] [Mind Control] [Corruption]

Chapter 8: Rella & The High Priestess

Iriel

Iriel managed to dismiss Zara and the other naiads from her chamber without a snarl. Barely. She raised a hand and pinched her fingers, pulling away from her body like she caught a stray hair. As she pulled, the sweat crept off her body, following the motion of her fingers. She flung the sweat against the wall and stepped into her bath chamber.

The mirror was still covered.

Iriel grabbed a brush and straightened out her hair. She sighed as she smoothed out the first knot. She didn’t mind the pain. Pain was purifying. Over and over, she pulled at the thick and wavy black hair she’d been cursed with by Maloth and smoothed it out. It was annoying to do it without a mirror, but that just meant she had to double and triple check each spot. It meant more brush strokes which meant less time having to do anything else, like sitting at that stupid desk.

[M]I blindfolded and handcuffed an ex[F], while she was sleeping, during our Vegas trip

You can skip down to the “*********************” to get straight to the part where she’s getting blindfolded and cuffed while sleeping.

A little background first… this happened with a woman that was an ex at the time. We had already broken up and I had moved but we kept in touch. The sex we had was great… she was very kinky and dirty. She liked being submissive, dirty talk, hair pulling, light choking, toys and restraints.

As our relationship progressed, she revealed she had fantasies about consensual non-con. A couple times she had similar dreams about not being able to run or move her body while a man, or multiple men, had their way with her. Don’t get me wrong, in her dreams she would beg for more and orgasm. She would tell me all the details of her dreams while we fucked and even demonstrated it for me but acting like she was jerking off a ghost cock while I was fucking her doggy style (just like she described in her dream).