Playing labyrinth [MF]

Yesterday me (36) and my girlfriend (34) were out on a terrace having a drink. The sun was shining and it was the first day the bars were open again after covid. We were having a good time, but we were both getting a little tipsy. So we decided to go home, on our way home my girlfriend proposed to play the boardgame labyrinth. For those of you who don’t know the game, you have to collect a certain amount of cards. I told her I would love to play, but I would like to add one rule. She looked at me not knowing what I had in mind. I told her my rule was that we had to remove a piece of clothing every time one of us would collect a card. She smirked and said: “yes, this will be interesting”.

When we got home I got the game and we got on the couch. After we set up the game, we started playing. After I collected my first card she removed her socks, when she got her first card I did the same thing. When I got to my last card, she was sitting just in her panties. I told her I wanted to be the one to take them off, as it was my prize for winning. I removed the game from the couch and moved closer to her. I started stripping down her panties, and when her pussy became visible I saw that her lips were already open.

A Domesticated Kitten – Part I [MF] [MDom] [Fsub] [BDSM] [Oral] [Rough] [Mild Petplay]

> This story is partly taken from actual events, but spruced up to tell a story I hope you’ll find compelling. I always welcome feedback of any kind, so please leave a comment of your thoughts.
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>- Wolf

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She kneels before him in the bedroom. Save for her pink high heels and a pink leather collar with the word “Kitten” in shiny diamond-like stones, she is completely naked. In her hands she holds a pink 10′ leash, and a drink she has prepared. She holds these items out in offering to him. She watches his hands as he takes the leash from her. He fastens the clip to her collar and notices her bite her lip and smile when she hears the little “click”. He takes the drink from her, raises it to his mouth and, with a bow of his head toward her, says “Thank you, Kitten.” The sweet taste of Captain Morgan’s spiced rum and coke washes over his tongue. He lets out a satisfying sigh.

My Mom a Porn Star? Not a Problem! [MFF] [inc]

I was still in Elementary School when dad walked out on us. It was actually a relief, but I just didn’t know it at the time. He was a dead beat, a real asshole, violent, likely an addict, often drunk blaming mom and my sister and I for the failings in his life. I thought, really, I did, that this was just a normal way to live. By the time I finished junior high, mom had another boyfriend who lived with us and life improved.

Ian was a decent guy, he loved mom I’m sure; he never treated us kids with anything less than kindness. He didn’t always get it right, but in the main, we never went without and he would want to spend time with us. He and mom were not going to get married, apparently mom refused to. In my sophomore year of high school, he was diagnosed with a malignant tumor on his brain, so he absolutely insisted on marrying. I didn’t know then how much he really did care for us, at least, not until after he passed away, barely a few weeks into my senior year.

From Straight to Curious (Full Story) [M]

(I posted this story and others a while ago on another account but deleted it all (mental health is a bitch), Anyway I’m back and I’m reuploading it all. Enjoy!)

Hi. From the age of 19, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have sex with another man. I considered myself straight, having several girlfriends and always believed that this was me until I eventually met “the one”. When I moved to university, it was a chance for me to explore myself, seek goals and opportunities I didn’t have back home. I could be a new me.

My university was around 60 miles away from home. Far enough to seek new opportunities, but close enough to return at anytime. In my second year, I developed a relationship with a girlfriend which was fun, but not fulfilling. This eventually broke up badly leaving me in quite a bad place mentally. But I was free…free to explore.

I decided since I was single to explore the sexual side of myself that always scratched the back of my head. I wasn’t physically attracted to Men, but I always enjoyed the thought of being submissive to one. Why, I don’t know. Perhaps I just wanted to be dominated, the thought of being owned. I wasn’t sure at the time, but I knew that this might have been the only opportunity and period to explore in my life.

Final Chapter of Book Relationship – The Disgusting Love – Critics Welcomed.

Stone on stone, a loud click right after. The noise was as familiar as fire at that point.

As snow fell through the steel grates high above them, Redory widened the eye at the sight before him. “The fuck are you doing, wench?”

The Dove laid on the stone bed, flakes falling all over the feathers of her robe. Her eyes were closed. “Meditating for the Goddess. What else is a priestess expected to do, pray tell?”

“Meditate on your feet, then.” Redory could see his breath. “You are no priestess, nor do you deserve to lay down.”

The green of her eyes opened, either the most dazzling of emeralds or brightest of jades. “The World is not fair.” Her head turned. “Is this venison I smell?”

*Venison, greasy pork, and fatty goryd.* “Pig shit and other excrements; more than you deserve.” The man seated himself on the floor beside a marble wall, heavy bags on his side. He strapped his silvery gloves to his belt.

Clementina, Part XV [extreme, erotic horror, body horror, monster, tentacle, transgender, anal, lactation, MFFFFFFF, incest (m/s)(m/d)(s/s)]

WARNING: THIS IS A HORROR STORY. THIS PART INCLUDES BODY HORROR, MONSTERS, WEIRD SLIMY EXTREME SEX, ANAL, INCEST, TENTACLES, LACTATION, GORE, AND MORE.

As with the previous installments, if this sort of thing is not your cup of tea, please do not read any further. I want readers to have fun – not be disturbed. Please heed all warnings!

There are transgender people in this story, there are monsters in this story, and there are transgender monsters in this story. I AM NOT IMPLYING TRANSGENDER PEOPLE ARE MONSTERS. I am just having fun with genders.

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This story assumes you have read all previous parts. If you haven’t you will probably find some of this bewildering.

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I appreciate all your comments and feedback in the comments section and read every one of them.

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This begins immediately after Part XIV ends.

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Thank you!

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Clementina, Part XV

Chapter 3: Metamorphosis (continued)

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My mother put her hands on my shoulders as I stared at my female body in the mirror – female except for the monster meat stick still hanging between my thighs. New sensations rolled through me, new feelings, new thoughts. What the fuck.

I (F21) introduced my friend (F19) to strap-ons (Long) (Part 1)

Hey, guys. What’s up. So I heard that a few of you guys liked my story. Wanted to know if I’d ever seen that girl again, or perhaps did a little more than just see her … Well, I can tell you that taking her virginity was only one of the several firsts that girl had with me. The next one came about ten days later.

I had texted her out of the blue, wanting to test the waters. I hadn’t really heard from her after we did it, and I wanted to make sure she felt okay about it. Turned out she was more than okay. And wanted to do it again. Truth be told, so did I. So we worked out a little arrangement.

Her parents were kind of loaded, and they were able to set her up in a hotel room for a week for a sort of staycation. Apparently she’d been doing that since she was a kid, and was allowed to bring a friend. I don’t know for certain, but I’m pretty sure they didn’t know what we were planning …

Balls Deep in the Backseat [FM]

So last night my bf (27 m) and I (22 f) were driving around my town and decided we should have sex. We were both super horny, him especially knowing that underneath my black mini skirt I wasn’t wearing any panties (which he had realized earlier during dinner with my parents). We pulled up to my old high-school and parked at the back of the lot because there were other cars parked at the front. As soon as the car was parked I pulled off my sweater and bra and crawled into the back seat of the suv with my skirt riding up, letting my bf peak at my naked ass underneath. Once I was sitting down I took off my skirt, spread my legs and started playing with my pussy as my boyfriend got into the backseat and started taking his pants off, keeping his eyes locked on me.

Finally in person with Daddy [M-f] [DDlg] [learning] [shy] [pet] [no sex]

All of the characters are consenting adults. I write from my POV, as the “little one,” and I’m nearly 30. Wanted to be REALLY clear on that, as some of you may find your way here via my profile and not understand the DDlg dynamic.?

[Here’s a reddit post linking an article about DDlg and some good discussion, if it’s helpful to anyone.](https://www.reddit.com/r/DDlgAdvice/comments/d9x9xy/great_way_to_explain_ddlg/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

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**“Kitty, I need to talk to you for a minute, alright? Put that down.”**

You’re appraising me from the couch. I’ve been lost in my sketchbook for the last hour or so, but seeing your expression makes me drop my charcoal pencil right away.

**“Come over here, baby girl.” Your voice is calm and controlled as you pat your knee.**

My heartbeat accelerates. I try to read your intonation, but you’re not giving anything away. It’s been a thrilling first week of finally living with you after being your long-distance sub for so long. We’ve had a fascinating sort of reset to our relationship. Suddenly I’m just as shy as I was in those very early messages and video calls. Giddy like a little girl. Neverending waves of butterflies in my stomach. Unable to stop staring, but also incapable of meeting your gaze for more than a split second.

A Final Goodbye Before Moving [FM] (long)

[Preface: Long. First time writing one of these stories. If folks like it, maybe I’ll write up some others. To skip to the saucy bits, scroll to *****]

I knew it would be the last time. I (F25) was moving across the country tomorrow. There was excitement for the future but also sadness about what I was leaving behind. Friends, co-workers, and the comfort of the undefined relationship between me and Tristan (M35). We were friends and…lovers I guess you’d say. We had a connection but were both ultimately looking for different things. That didn’t stop us from exploring our relationship from time to time though. Over the course of two years we on and off explored things. He was someone to lean on in intimate moments. He was a good teacher sexually as well. I was a virgin when we met and eventually he was my first (but that’s a story for another day).