Tag: Swingers

I flogged her and I liked it……because she really really liked it. [MF]

An admission: I am not a Dom. I have dabbled in bondage with various partners ( who hasn’t ?? ) but not in the true BDSM sense – more just restraining for the feeling of helplessness and to add a different element to sex and orgasms. I’ve tied up women and been tied up myself – all in good fun. But I had never restrained a woman and then used an instrument to inflict pain. Not my thing.

But here I was, having been escorted into the bedroom by her cuckold husband, surveying the scene in front of me – on the bed was a flogger, paddle, leather wrist cuffs, and a few other little things. He had settled into his chair in the corner. On the floor in front of me she was kneeling naked with her head down and her arms outstretched in front and above her head, hands clasped together.

“ I need to be punished “ she said in a sort of whisper. Read more »

[FM] Sucking of[F23] my hot supervisor [M26] in front of my BFF

This is gonna be long so if you want to skip the plot and go right to the action go to the line of asterisks, sorry this is my first story but the details will always be spank-bank fodder for me so I’m going to go all in.

Anyway, right out of college I had broken up with my boyfriend as he left for a job in California, good guy just mutually didn’t think we’d stay together after college, nice clean cut boy, so for around central Massachusetts was pretty good as there were a lot of junkies, meatheads, and annoying fake rich boys who I never felt that attracted to. I was always into the more alternative type. The type of guy who could tease a little and read a book but still fuck hard.

A little about me, I have tit-length dirty blonde hair, B-cups, and an athletic build (I played volleyball in college until sophomore year), blue eyes and average height. Always a daddy’s girl so I was never too crazy with boyfriends, although I did give a lot of head and receive in college. Read more »

[MF] [Str8] My First [Public] Play Experience

I attended a music school once. Classes were held privately on Saturdays where I studied Jazz Performance. I was a singer with plenty of anxiety for two. I had this fear of being laughed at and my parents thought that it would be a good idea to go to this school to get rid of that fear.

The school was good. The teachers were exceptional musicians, and they were apt at teaching. As I continued to attend this school, my performance skills improved, and my nervousness slowly disappeared. And, in turn, I also learned a lot about jazz, blues, and swing music.

Even though I liked studying there, there was something that I liked paying attention to more: the classical music department. Each weekend as the students from the jazz department went to their classrooms, another group of students entered a series of classrooms on the other side of the building.

A friend of mine from school was in that group. Alex. We had been friends for about a year, and we attended the same school. We were in the same graduating class. But it wasn’t her that I was fixated on. There was another girl: Elizabeth or “Liz.” Read more »

[MF] First Public Experience at a Music School

This is my first erotic fiction post and is based on something I did when I was younger and studying music. This was the first time I ever did anything public. Hopefully everyone enjoys reading this!

I attended a music school once. Classes were held privately on Saturdays where I studied Jazz Performance. I was a singer with plenty of anxiety for two. I had this fear of being laughed at and my parents thought that it would be a good idea to go to this school to get rid of that fear.

The school was good. The teachers were exceptional musicians, and they were apt at teaching. As I continued to attend this school, my performance skills improved, and my nervousness slowly disappeared. And, in turn, I also learned a lot about jazz, blues, and swing music.

Even though I liked studying there, there was something that I liked paying attention to more: the classical music department. Each weekend as the students from the jazz department went to their classrooms, another group of students entered a series of classrooms on the other side of the building. Read more »

Threesome with Dom and his friend [FMM]

To start off this is the first story I’m writing on here, so please take it easy, I was contemplating quite a bit before actually posting. I recently been reading a lot of stories on this Reddit and it’s made me want to share a couple of my own. A little back story, I am 22 F and both my Dom and his friend are 23 M. At the time we were both one year younger. Me and my Dom had been hooking up for a couple of month beforehand, it was some of the best sex and most painful experiences I’ve ever had. We met during quarantine, and since we lived 5 mins away, we would spend all night together fucking almost every night, since everything was closed. Now we had an agreement on the things I liked and the safe word I would use, and I like being abused quite a bit. He was excellent with aftercare, but I would still go home most of the time with bruises and so exhausted that I would sleep all night, we also had to take breaks from how bruised and sore I was. I loved every minute of it. Read more »

Behind the Mask, Chapter 7 [fm] [Incest] [Cousin/Cousin]

[Chapter 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oupvnm/behind_the_mask_chapter_6_fm_incest_cousincousin/)

“What are you doing here?” I managed.

“I came to see…” He looked around, apparently stumped for words and stalling. He was about to lie. “I was in the area.”

I almost laughed. “That’s the worse excuse in the book.” Already, my mood had improved drastically. “You wouldn’t be here to see little old me on such a special day, would you? Seems you guys have a lot of free time at the FBI.”

He folded one arm in front of him while the other scratched his jawline. He was cute when he was sheepish. Changing the subject, he said, “I saw you with that couple earlier. Were they your parents?”

And he had to foul the conversation just like that. “They were. Do you recognize them?”

He shook his head with a quizzical expression, then moved out of the way as a car passed him. “Hey, uh… School parking lot isn’t a great place to talk. Wanna sit down somewhere?”

With a smirk, I teased, “You mean like a coffee date?”

He studied me for a moment, then smiled. “Yeah. Like a coffee date.” His smile spread into a grin as he added, “If we’re gonna get married, we might as well get to know each other.” Read more »

I [M]asturbate on a public cam website and I love it

So here is the thing, when you look at me, you would never guess how much of a perv I am. I have a PhD in quantum physics, I’m happily married with a child, I like to play soccer and have drinks with friends… in a nutshell, just a normal French dude.

But I as far as I can remember, I have always fantasized about public sex, and things such as swingers clubs. I had some experience on that, but that’s not the topic here. Anyway, I read a press article about camgirls once, and decided to check out one of these websites. I absolutely loved it, the possibility to connect with the models, to chat and laugh, the reality of it all. All of that was very nice, but not enough…

When you create an account on this website, you can also be a model, and broadcast your own. The possibility to do it and being seen by virtually anybody was scary but also so exciting. One day, I couldn’t resist, and jumped into it. I limited my cam to couples and women only (I’m straight), and I went for it. First, nobody was watching, then one person, then more… My heart was beating so hard in my chest, and maybe that’s why I was so freaking hard. I was being controlled by the viewers, and when they finally let me cum, I exploded like I rarely did before. Read more »

On-Show Onsen part one: Spying in the Baths [MF] (exhibitionist/voyeur)

The traditional Japanese onsen can be a confronting experience if you’re not used to casual nudity, but I’m nothing if not willing to try new things. The three-week tour of the country I had signed up for, along with two dozen other young men and women, stopped overnight at no less than two onsen hotels. The first was close to Tokyo, and busy. The amount of local eyes meant a decent chunk of our tour had to sit the baths out, because even the smallest tattoo was a huge taboo. The second one, a *shinkansen* ride into the countryside, we had to ourselves, and our local guide advised the owners would probably look the other way and not assume we were yakuza if those of us forbidden by little ankle, wrist and shoulder pieces (plus one guy with a full sleeve) decided to take a dip.

It may have helped attendance that we were a lot further into the trip by now, with the group’s comradery developed a lot further than it had been at the first resort. Also that the sake had flowed freely over dinner before we were led back to the hotel. Read more »

On-Show Onsen part one: Spying in the Baths [MF] (exhibitionist/voyeur)

The traditional Japanese onsen can be a confronting experience if you’re not used to casual nudity, but I’m nothing if not willing to try new things. The three-week tour of the country I had signed up for, along with two dozen other young men and women, stopped overnight at no less than two onsen hotels. The first was close to Tokyo, and busy. The amount of local eyes meant a decent chunk of our tour had to sit the baths out, because even the smallest tattoo was a huge taboo. The second one, a *shinkansen* ride into the countryside, we had to ourselves, and our local guide advised the owners would probably look the other way and not assume we were yakuza if those of us forbidden by little ankle, wrist and shoulder pieces (plus one guy with a full sleeve) decided to take a dip.

It may have helped attendance that we were a lot further into the trip by now, with the group’s comradery developed a lot further than it had been at the first resort. Also that the sake had flowed freely over dinner before we were led back to the hotel. Read more »

I canceled my apps and stopped going to bars. Now I only hook up with women shopping at Target🎯 [MF]

OK this is like 50% confession and 50% life pro tip. Seriously, guys and girls—Expect more, pay less when it comes to your love life.

Hear me out, ladies—

Mature, budget-conscious, attractive bachelors who have their shit together are shopping at Target.

Listen to me, guys—

Financially responsible, stylish, independent, hot women are shopping at Target.

What’s one thing all Target shoppers have in common? They always leave with several items they didn’t even know they wanted! Position yourself appropriately, and next time, YOU could be one of those items.

And…much like Nespresso and Peloton owners, Targeters feel way more secure associating with, and thus fucking, members of their own tribe.

Combine that with seductively low prices, soothing music, and spacious, tri-mirrored dressing rooms, and you’ve got a recipe for a retail rendezvous

You might think I’m joking. And the first time it happened, I thought it was a fluke; but I kid you not, of the 6 people I’ve slept with in 2021, 1 was from the gym, 1 was the PoDeg adventure with MAGA girl (but you can read about that elsewhere), and 4 of them I met inside the walls of that glorious red bullseye. Read more »