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Our first trip to a Las Vegas sex club (with a pictorial recreation!) [MF]

This took place last weekend, and we wanted to share our story along with some inspirational photos. These were taken the next day at our hotel room since cameras were forbidden inside!

My wife and I have a very active and fulfilling sex life, but have been looking to push our sexual boundaries a bit and specifically have been talking about wanting to go to a swingers club, not really to hook up with another couple, but to see how it felt and to try some softer things like same-room sex or sex with an audience. Unfortunately, these types of places are pretty much nonexistent or just super sketchy where we live, but a weekend trip to Vegas provided the perfect opportunity to explore.

We read a bunch of online reviews for some of the main places which seemed to be pretty mixed for a lot of them. We didn’t want to be followed all over by a bunch of thirsty dudes waiting for us to give them a show, and we also didn’t want to go to a place that was exclusive to swingers. One of the places seemed to have the right environment for us: a couples-only areas, more of an atmosphere of exhibitionism versus swinging/swapping, and a relaxed feel. Despite finding a promising place, until we actually walked in the door there, I wasn’t sure if we were actually going to go to be able to go through with it! Read more »

“Good Girl”

You pick up your key at the front desk with a nervous smile, thanking the clerk as you try to adjust your trench coat. Painfully aware that if it were to get caught on something or if you were to accidentally trip or untie the belt that all these people would be in for quite a show.
You press the elevator call button and shift from foot to foot knowing how you must look to those people staring at you. Hair done up nice with make up flawless. Your deep red lipstick and white pumps a stark contrast with the slate gray coat that barely falls below your knees. They know. They have to know.

Ding.

The elevator door opens.
An older couple walks out, the man staring ahead, oblivious to you. His wife gives you a once over and the hint of a smile plays out on her lips as if she has guessed your purpose and might remember doing something similar. You step inside and press the 7. Guess it is lucky after all, you think as you bounce on your toes and look up at the ceiling. You stop after a few seconds to make sure nothing has shaken loose. Checking your make up in the mirrored walls of the elevator you are satisfied with your appearance and hope that I will be as well. You are almost certain this is the shade of lipstick I requested but the command was given when you were still in a fog from the last encounter… Read more »

Yes, Master. [M/m, Feminization, Intr, Mdom]

Theodore Scott sat at the long, redwood table in the glorious plantation house. His long brown hair was tied back in a ponytail with a large blue bow. He courtly sipped the cold fruit juice as the mixed slave girl poured another glass.

“It’s rather pleasant today, is it not, Jessabelle?” he swallowed his bite of steak, finally enjoying some calm, cool weather. It usually was miserably hot and humid.

“Yassuh, massuh Scott.” she smiled with a grin of false joy. She ran her white fingers through her blonde curls to keep them from dangling in front of her blue eyes and freckled round nose.

“You a good friend…”
He was all by himself here. He was sent off by his father to run a plantation until his father could come by and run it from there. But his father would not be arriving by boat for weeks. Months maybe. His only company was Jessabelle, and the occasional slave beater. But he hated them…they were disgusting, ignorant, violent white people from the uncivilized areas of the colonies. And their English was atrocious: yassuh, yassum, ain’t, naw, shucks, gimme, dat, da, den, niggah, krackuh, lawd, chuuch, sweet lawd hah muzzay. Atrocious! Could they not elucidate the queen’s English?! And then, to make things worse? They pass this bastardized ignorant way of speaking to the slaves…and the slaves think THIS is proper English?! Shameful.
Theodore brushed it out of his mind and looked up at Jessabelle. Read more »

An Open Relationship, Pt. 1 [M] [F] [anal] [mast] [cum] [piss] [rimjob] [creampie] [facefuck] [oral] [swing]

I got bored. Most guys do. I’d wager most women do, too. But this is my story, not Sasha’s. We got married eight years ago. I didn’t want to settle down, but she pushed and pushed and cried and cried and eventually, I couldn’t take it anymore. I loved her and didn’t want to hurt her, so I decided to compromise and we got married, but we stayed in the city, which was what I wanted.

Three years passed and she decided she was ready to start a family. I wasn’t, but again, she kicked and screamed and pleaded and I couldn’t take watching her hurt, so we started trying. Again, our deal came with compromises. I wanted more blowjobs and not just during the time we were trying to get pregnant.

If we were going to have a kid, I wanted a lifetime of blowjobs. I wanted one a week for the rest of my life. She agreed.

But then we found out she couldn’t get pregnant. We did tests and found out she was completely, 100% interfile. I was crushed — not because I was disappointed about not having a kid, but because all she did was sit in bed and sob. Read more »

Kidnapped [M] by a sexy femdom. Long story

I wake up in an unfamiliar room. I’m a little groggy but, as I come to, I realize I’m standing. My hands are restrained above my head, my legs are spread wide apart and I’m restrained at the knees and feet. I am naked from the waist down and there is a gag in my mouth so I can’t speak or scream. I start to struggle to test my bindings and the adrenaline starts to kick in. It helps clear my head a but and I notice I have a bit of a headache. I hear someone enter the room from behind and I try to make some noise for help. All I hear is what sounds like a woman letting out a long “Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” I settle down so I don’t anger her in my compromised position. She comes around in front of me and I am completely stunned. If I wasn’t already gagged I would be speechless with my jaw falling off. Staning before me is a woman about 5½ feet tall, smooth sunkissed skin, long wavey light brown hair, and brown eyes so big and beautiful I wanted to just look into them forever. My heart started to pound faster than when the adrenaline kicked in. She was a full figured woman with curves in all the right places. Starting from the bottom up she was barefoot with small but beautiful feet that I wanted to just massage. Her thighs were perfectly thick. Small enough to make anything she wore make any woman jealous but thick enough to crush a man’s head if he tried to get away from going down on her. She turned around to a table in the corner and a got a good look at her backside. Her ass knows no rivals. So perfectly plump that I wanted to just worship it. This butt could either end all wars or start the apocalypse. She turned back around and my eyes continued upwards. Her breast were about a C cup and matched her size. Her proportions were so exact it was like she was made in a lab. This whole time I was enjoying the view I had forgotten the situation I was in. This woman hadn’t said a single word and I realized she was looking down with a small grin in her face. I followed where her eyes were looking and saw she was staring at my now rock hard cock.
“I’m glad you can get it up this soon. Most men need more time for the sedative to leave their system but now we can start the fun sooner! Well, the part that is fun for me anyway. Normally the guy gets to have a little fun while I get him hard but you look like you are just so eager to please me aren’t you.” Read more »

[MF][Str8] Evil works a swing shift

(Written entirely from tablet, if it’s too rough I can edit and format at a PC in a few days)

“Welcome to the team Rachel, the name’s Alan Scratch.” Said her trainer before swooping in with his hand to clasp hers in an ironclad handshake. “Call me Alan none of that Officer Scratch nonsense, I’ve been here for too long to buy into that corporate bull.”

Security. Who would have thought of all the places she would go after highschool it would be a mall cop job that would help get her through college. Her boss had told her Alan would handle all the training mainly because he had been there the longest and partly because Alan had volunteered.

“Now nothing against you, but your pretty small and a little young so I asked our boss to give me a week to build up your confidence. When someone mouths off I want you to vocally knock them down.” She tried not to take offense but it already felt like he was pigeonholing her because of age, gender, and build. Sure she wasn’t pumping iron or running marathons but she also wasn’t in a salon or strutting in high heels. Try as she might though Alan had a presence about him and continued to control the conversation with only a nod or two between his stream of words. Read more »

Bailed Out of a Tricky Work Situation [m] [F] [oral] [squirt] [facial]

I was in my early 20s, working the front desk at my local gym. I know you’re thinking I was the guy who slept with all of the women, but that was not me. I was too shy. Of course, I was FRIENDS with all of them. They all loved me, thought I was cute and funny, but in a BFF kind of way, not a rip your clothes off kind of way.

Sometimes, women would come to the front desk and ask me who that cute guy was and if I could casually introduce them. That was my role—getting other people laid.

When a new girl joined the front desk team, I knew I was in big trouble. She was definitely into me. I know, you’re thinking if you’re so sex starved, go for it! But she wasn’t my type. She was obnoxious—never stopped talking. Well, of course the members saw what was going on, there.

“She likes you!” They’d say. They’d encourage me to ask her out, get laid—but I couldn’t. I just didn’t feel that way for her. So, they said I should let her down easy. But the problem was, I depended on her to cover my shifts. If I confronted her, she might stop helping me. Read more »

[FM] Overheard newlywed sex.

Sorry I haven’t posted for a while. I’ve actually been in a relationship for the past few months so I’ve been having sex instead of writing about it! But I figured I’d drop by to tell you about what happened on Saturday, because it was hot.

As usual, I was singing at a wedding on Saturday evening. The venue was a big town hall up in the midlands – they’d been married in the nearby church and were using the hall for reception, dinner and dancing. I was booked to play the piano from 4pm, as they got ready for dinner, then to sing with the band for after dinner dancing. I arrived about 3pm, just after they came out of the church.

I had driven from London so I was wearing casual clothes. I met the best man when I arrived, and he showed me around, where the piano was and where we would be playing, and also showed me the changing rooms behind the stage where I could get changed into my dress. Read more »