[MF] Cigar Night – A FemDomme Experience

Cigar and My Boy Bitch

Getting into the world and space of Feminine Domination has been a journey for me. One that has changed my life. One that has brought us closer together and one, quite frankly, has saved our marriage.

I saw this image and it reminded me of a scene that we played out not too long ago. I’ve been encouraged to write more about our journey and our experiences, and this is an experience that I will never forget.

We are both working professionals with plenty of disposable income and with COVID, we’ve had to curb many of our favorite things. Cigars and good Whiskey are a part of our relationship and have always been a treat. We live in a large city with several great cigar bars and we both play that up. I always dress in sexy lingerie, heels and as revealing a dress as I can. He’s always in sport coat and slacks and we just love the vibe, the whiskey and the staff are always dressed up. Men are in suits and the ladies are in heels and black dresses. It’s upscale, it’s sexy and we can get a good cigar and a couple of high-end drinks and then go home and make love.

[F]irst time I tried swinging

I never thought I’d do something like this but it kinda just happened..

my ex boyfriend (this was months ago) had some friends who were swingers and had them over late one night. We were all drinking having a good time and my ex brought up swinging and from there we progressed into the bed room..

I was super shy but totally down to try. I went to the guest room with the other guy and everything was so hot.. he was fucking me real good from behind and he started to play with my bootyhole.. I’ve never done anal so I was really sensitive but I just let him keep going..

About 5 minutes later he put some lube on and was rubbing his dick on my butthole.. I told him if he was going to do it use a condom.. He agreed and got a condom and I didn’t expect it but he jammed his dick in my ass.. it hurt soo bad but I bit the blanket and let him finish.. it took him a good 20 minutes before he finally came. My ass was so fucking sore.. and when I looked back he didn’t even use the condom..

College girl makes a mess in [m]y bed on back-to-back nights

I shared this story with /u/statuesque and she recommended I share it here. It’s my first time posting, so be gentle.

This is a story from quite a few years ago and is one of my best memories, despite the fact it didn’t unfold exactly as I would have hoped… hope you enjoy!

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The summer between my sophomore and junior year of college I was back home, as was the woman I took to senior prom in high school (Lauren), who was a year younger than I.

We had both gone Greek and her pledge mom (Kat) was visiting her for a week. I meet them for some Mexican food Friday night and within the first five minutes of meeting, Kat says, “so Lauren tells me you like eating pussy,” without so much as batting an eye.

The specifics aren’t super important, but the punchline is that Lauren had spilled some details of her sex life during the pledging process. She was horribly embarrassed, thought I was going to be pissed, but instead Kat and I spent the next few minutes trying to turn Lauren’s face as red as possible. Kat and I are basically having phone sex at the table in front of Lauren.

Bo and Me, Chapter 6 — “Falling into Grace” (Part 2, fg, rom, nosex)

**Chapter 6 —** ***Falling into Grace*** **(Part 2)**

It’s still foggy the next morning, but gradually the clouds clear up — and just like that, fickle spring is back again. Bo doesn’t ask for any more cuddle time that night, and of course I’m too much of a wuss to ask for it myself, but at least I’m not scared anymore of losing my little sister’s affection. Sure, maybe we won’t go back to kissing, but our new game of breathing on each other’s skin is great, too.

On Friday, Mom announces over dinner that she and Dad have decided to get annual passes for the pool for all of us. Bo and I cheer, which makes Mom and Dad cheer, too. We’re all stoked.

The next morning after breakfast, Bo and I go up to our rooms to get ready for the pool. After she closes the door behind her I strip naked, then put on my white one-piece swimsuit with a T-shirt and shorts on top. I stash a pair of clean panties in my backpack, along with a book, headphones and my Discman, which is currently equipped with *One Hot Minute* by the Red Hot Chili Peppers.

It’s Better Left Unsaid vol.9.1 – 9.3

“So I’ve been thinking.”

The words cause me pause, the weight of the sentence amplified with its delivery.

“Uh huh?”

“Well, maybe more planning than thinking.”

My face scrunches as I turn to her with an inquiring sort of scowl, “uh huh…”

“I want you to wear something tonight…”

There is an undeniable anticipation and zeal in her tone, “during the exhibit.”

In my childlike curiosity, I find an increasing level of trepidation. I forego another primitive response and instead silently await further explanation. She walks to the dresser, opens her panty drawer and pulls out a box.

“Here, open it.”

My mouth twists, knowing I’ll never abstain from taking a gift from her. I take the small package and lift my eyes to meet hers. Her eyes are eager and she has a hint of crimson about her cheeks, I can’t help but match her. I look back down to the gift and untie the wide ribbon bow around it, “Keep this for later?” She giggles and snatches the ribbon from my hand.

A Friend from Work [MF]

Dani worked at the office for a little over a year. She was doing her internship and was smart as a whip. She was also a badass in Mixed martial arts and would fight in MMA matches on weekends.

She was hot, around 5’7″. She was petite but had muscle (more Stacey Keibler than Ronda Rousey)

She had dark red hair that fell to the nape of her neck that was lined up with the tattoo on the back of her neck. She had some serious ink. Her left arm from elbow to shoulder, her neck, her left calf…

She made it work. And boy, did she work it. Her tight business slacks would hug her sculpted, stone marble ass that belonged in a museum. Her trim but toned waist was expertly compliment by her tight fitting white button up blouses with the long sleeves that gave the appearance of modesty in all the right ways.

The day my girlfriend and I had passionate sex at our friend’s wedding [MF]

So I guess it’s time to tell another story. One I remembered after watching a wedding movie on Netflix yesterday.

Since my first semester in fall 2012 I knew (let’s call her) Stephanie. We had the same subject at university and had most of the classes together. We spent much time together in class or studying in the library, but also in our spare time. We became study buddies and good friends. You could say she made university much easier for me to survive. More never happened between us because we never saw more in each other. Besides that, she had already been in a relationship with her Prince Charming for over two years at that point. I call him Prince Charming (unofficially of course) because that’s who he is to Stephanie. You could compare them to Marshmallow and Lilypad from How I Met Your Mother. These two are basically the same (in a good and sometimes annoying way of course). That’s why it wasn’t really a surprise when they got engaged in summer 2018 during their vacation and planned their wedding for summer 2019. Anyways, enough about the side characters of this story.

I couldn’t get my wife pregnant, and we couldn’t afford adoption or IVF

I nervously approached her one night – we both really wanted a child. I knew my sperm was dead, and the letter from the doctor was still crumpled up in the trash. Inside, I knew she was upset, as her deep Catholic faith really convinced her she was destined to be a mother.

Our finances had taken a turn, but we were OK. We just could not afford adoption or IVF. I had an idea, but I did not know if she would go for it.

“Why don’t we get you a temporary husband, just for impregnation?” I nervously asked her after I had a few beers one night.

She seemed shocked, as if she had never thought about it. “That is absurd, I would never do that to you.”

I didn’t protest too much, but I added, “I’d do it for a child, wouldn’t you? It’s just sex, our love is stronger than that.”

She was quiet, but quietly spoke up, “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I can help in every and any way, I will be here for you.”

She added, “I am not turned on by this, I love you and this is just biological reproduction for me.”

I (26F) had an awesome fucking night!

I (26F) had an awesome fucking night!

As the title says, I (26f) had an awesome fucking (literally) night! I am happily married to the man of my dreams, Jon. We have an open relationship because we both have a very high sex drive and an insatiable appetite for it. We are both infertile, me by nature Jon by choice. So no worries about having rug rats. We both have our regular fuck buddies and never have our paths crossed. Meaning Jon doesn’t know my fwb’s and I don’t know his.

Well this night I had made plans with one of my fellas (Steve) and started getting ready. Jon came in and told me that he was going to be staying home. I finished getting ready wearing one of my shortest skirts, tightest shirts that barely contained my tits, thigh high boots, and thong panties. As I headed out, I found Jon in the den watching a game. I sat down straddling him and gave him a very passionate kiss. I could instantly feel his cock growing in his pants. He maneuvered his hand between my legs to play with my clit and stick a few fingers in my already wet pussy. I knew where this was quickly going and not wanting to be late for my date I jumped up and ran out the door.