You’re walking down a hotel hallway approaching a meeting you’ve been hoping for, a few steps more and you know it will be a night of passion pleasure and new exciting experiences. You look down at the trench coat I told you to wear, the note in the package you received read wear this and only this meet today 4:00pm. So now you’re walking in public in a trench coat covering a black satin bra and high cut panties with a garter belt and lace stockings. You’re pussy has been getting wetter and wetter the closer you get to the door. The anticipation is beginning to over whelm you all you can think of is my head between your legs sucking and licking your pussy., and how much you want me to fuck your tight hot hole till you come on my cock, by the time you reach the door your sexy new panties are soaked through & you just want to get started and cum as many times as Daddy lets you tonight!
Tag: Swingers
Time Traveling Temptations PT1 (MF) (Time Travel) (Squirting) (Creampie) (Facesitting)
(Short story written for my wife’s fantasies. Part 1 of a series. Comments and feed back are more than welcome. Otherwise hope you enjoy it as much as she did reading it and I did writing it.)
**Time Traveling Temptations PT1**
Diana wiped her forehead with the back of her hand as she took a step back from her lab table. She sank backwards into her battered but worn comfy chair and exhaled long and hard. Her fingers shook and her pulse raced. This was it. It was done. Finally.
Kicking backwards and spinning her swivel chair as she let out a celebratory cheer. The joyful celebration echoed around her large lab, empty save for the piles of machinery, cabling and power sources. She took it all in as she spun and spun before slamming her feet down and scooting back to her main table with glee. Her fingers gripped the edge of the table as her face was drawn close to an elegant hand and wrist device. The sleek white surface glowed with internal power, emitting a soft white light. She slipped it onto her hand delicately and fastened the wrist straps.
Fucking The Freshman [FM]
The beginning of the school year in college was always an interesting experience. Over the summer, my sexual prospects were few and far between, with suitable men rare, and safe places to fuck where my parents wouldn’t notice even harder to come by. Coming back to campus was like stumbling across a buffet after living on crumbs for months on end.
My junior year started in much this same way. I got my stuff moved in, said hi to my friends, and we immediately set about finding out how to get our fill as quickly as possible. Some of my friends liked to pair off with a tried and true fuckbuddy, but a few of us, myself included, liked to find something new to start the new year. Especially with the untarnished freshman class already moved in and feeling like they owned the place, there was a wealth of prospects. I loved getting to a freshman or two before my reputation, of which I was justly proud, got around.
Our time at a sex club [Group]
My partner[f] and I[m] have been talking about going to a sex club for a long time now. We went online to check out what our options where in a reasonable short distance. To our surprise the best option we could find was within a 45 minute drive. It was a couples club where you could only go if you had a partner with you, this was definitely what we were looking for since my partner is bi-sexual and I love seeing her playing with other girls and having a bunch of old guys jerking off while watching us was not what either one of us wanted.
We booked a date for “club 20-40” meaning that only people between those ages were allowed admission, and a small flutter of excitement started building up.
The date came and we dressed up to fit the occasion. Her in a see through body with a short black skirt and me in black costume pants and a gray shirt. The drive there was nervous and we had no idea what to expect of the night. On the way there we were almost close to turning back because of our nerves but decided to go through with it anyway. We parked our car a block from the address and walked to the club, curiously wondering if the people living close to it knows what happens in there behind closed doors.
The Gangbang of Catan: Prelude to Debauchery [Group]
This is the prequel story to my upcoming story about a game of Settlers of Catan that turned into a very steamy night between friends. I planned on putting it all in one story, but it got kind of long, so I cut it off after the events that set the stage for our night of fun.
I had a great group of friends in high school and college in the mid 2000s. We were definitely the nerdy bunch, but there were enough of us that we never felt particularly bullied or “othered.” Maybe some people tried to bully us, but we were too busy having a good time to notice.
There were around 23 of us if you included all the tertiary people, but mostly we were solid core of 12; 8 guys and 4 girls. We used to hang out all the time watching movies (the lord of the rings, star wars, shaun of the dead, and more), playing video games (civilization 4 hotseat, James bond: the world is not enough on an old GameCube, ocarina of time, and old school pokemon), and playing other kinds of games, from ping pong to monopoly to spades to settlers of Catan. Like I said, we weren’t “cool,” but it didn’t matter. We had a good time.
A Wrestler no More (Rape Fantasy, Celeb)
***A quick note from the author (Me!) This story is a fantasy based on the WWE wrestler Liv Morgan. It was written by request of a fan, and involves some extreme elements including kidnapping, rape, and mild torture. This is NOT real however, it is just a fantasy, and I hope nothing be happiness and Well Being for Miss Morgan. That being said, I hope you enjoy the story!***
The car accident was the first thing she remembered, almost as if it were a bad dream slipping away on the first thoughts of a semi-conscious mind as she struggled to open her eyes. The sudden realization hit her that her eyes were open, she was simply surrounded by darkness. This revelation was soon followed by the fact that she couldn’t move her arms, the feeling of rope wrapped tight around her wrists prevented it. Liv tried to scream, the sound coming out as a gurgled groan around the foul-tasting clothe stuffed between her lips.
Daddies Little Princess [FM] [DD/LG] [BDSM] [CHAPTER 4]
(SORRY ITS BEEN A WHILE SINCE I LAST POSTED, AND THAT IT IS A SHORT CHAPTER. I WILL BE WRITING SOME MORE SOON, JUST REAL LIFE GETS IN THE WAY SOMETIMES)
# Chapter 4
Not sure what the time is as I struggle to wake, gently rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I try to adjust to the darkness in the room. Glancing at the bedside clock as a yawn escapes my lips, realising it’s only 1.37am no wonder its still pitch black. Trying in my sleepy mind to work out what woke me when I realise i’m alone in our bed. That’s when I see the light creeping under the bedroom door. Confused as to why you aren’t in bed I decide to come search for you, sighing as I untangle myself from the bedding and swing my legs out of bed, gasping as I feel my warm feet touch the cold wooden floor. Flicking on the bedside lamp so I can find my robe the light causing me to blink a few times as my eyes adjust. Pausing in the open door I can hear your voice, you sound muffled like your underwater or whispering or something.
Honeymoon adventures at a swinger resort [Group] [MMF] [Long]
Well Reddit, I am officially a hotwife. Master and I got married a couple of weeks ago and it was amazing! After our wedding we flew to Jamaica and made our way to Hedonism II, a lifestyle resort in Negril. This story is a little long with 4 different short stories and some background before. If you just want the fun stuff jump to **** When we were looking for somewhere to honeymoon we looked at the Hedo website and found out that it was Young Swingers Week when we would be on our honeymoon. We got there halfway through the week but we quickly acclimated to group fast. We were staying on the prude side but you could still be nude on that side. We quickly walked over to the nude side of the resort where you have to be nude. We enjoyed meeting people at the beach and at the pool. We were exhausted so we didn’t stay up late that night.
Sara’s Self Discovery (Part 8)
Our hostess June and another lady unhooked Gem and helped walk/carry her to a sofa along the wall.
June sat with Gem and cradled her as she lay recovering from an orgasm the likes of which she had never before experienced.
As this was taking place two other ladies one of whom was our sales girl from earlier walked up to “Sub” and led him up to the vacant set of cuffs that previously held Gem.
Before they cuffed him the took their time stripping him of his clothes, it appears that “Sub” had lost his earlier hesitation and was getting into the role of sub.
As the girls removed his pants our sales girl spoke up and saying “We have here something special,
his master has him caged to prevent his erection from making itself known, lets see how much he can stand before this beautiful cock bursts the welds on his cage.”
As “Sub” was hoisted up he began to play to the crowd, swinging his hips an smiling at all the woman present in the room.
Our sales girl walked over to me to ask my permission to indulge herself with my sub.
[MF] Exotic Bluff
Recapping an evening from the summer that brings a smile to this young man’s face, as I start hammering away on this keyboard.
To frame things, I was home for the summer between junior and senior years at a popular state university, living with my parents, working hard to make as much money as possible to offset the cost of school and negate the need for student loans. My parents were kind enough to provide half of the cost of school, so the other half was on me, as it had been for my older sisters. The job I worked with a residential construction company put me behind the wheel of their flatbed delivery truck, working as many hours as I could get in a week, allowing me the luxury to work less during the school year. I was fortunate in that my efforts paid off, and the foremen and crews treated me well. I’d earned their trust the previous summers working as a laborer, and they helped make the hard work enjoyable. I averaged 50 to 55 hours per week, and the overtime pay padded my wallet nicely.