Tag: Swingers

[M/F]From /r/dirtypenpals to my hotel room, cont…Saturday

So, my DPP partner blessed the first story and I'm allowed to continue. We spent all day Saturday, most of Sunday and Tuesday night together, before I flew home Wednesday.

Friday night ended with me blowing a load all over her face and chest, which was pretty fantastic. Afterward, we hoped in the shower together and got cleaned up before crawling into bed. It had been a while since I'd shared a bed with anyone, but it was a welcomed change. Saturday morning I woke first and had major morning wood. My cock had inflated in a such away that it was nestled between her ass cheeks. I lied there enjoying the sensations, until she said, "Sorry, I'm not really into anal." I laughed, and made a comment about not knocking it until you've tried it. I felt her hand wrap around my shaft, and start working it back and forth. She rolled over to face me, and kept working me. Read more »

Losing my virginity as a christian camp counselor [F/m]

I’ve been a long time lurker here and have always considered this sub one of my favorite guilty pleasures—a pleasure that neither my family or fiancé would find appropriate or appreciate. I’m too embarrassed and fearful of judgment to buy and own books, and watching rather than reading tends to be a bit much for me so the internet and sites like literotica help to quench my thirsty imagination though I do have to sift through a lot.

I don’t really have many stories of my own to add to the archive, let alone anything remotely like most things on here, but I’m getting married in less than a month and the closer it gets to the date the more I look back and dwell on what little experience I do have.

I’ve only been with two men, my fiancé and the man I lost my virginity to. Recently, every time we discuss the upcoming nuptials and especially the honeymoon, it seems like the knowledge of my one previous experience has somehow become a point of contention. And honestly, the fact that it’s being discussed so much has me thinking about it more than I think is healthy. Read more »

Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.6: Stuck [f][huml]

What feels like an eternity for the normally modest teen, but is just couple of minutes pass before the taps turn off. Kerina stands there shivering slightly, wondering uncertainly if she should sit on the toilet.

Haley washes the clothing diligently, but is taken aback when she sees the handful of condoms, and all with Kerina's full name on them. She is stunned by these, but keeps going, deciding to deal with hem later after this has all finished. Haley stuffs them back in the blouse pocket when she finishes.

"I am just laying these on the bench to drip dry a little, "Haley calls out," I just quickly soaked them to get the um, the urine out. They aren't going to dry properly for ages though, so now we need to wet your hair and head."

"Okay, uh how will we do that?" Kerina asks worried.

"Well, ideally the taps out here would be best, but there isn't much room. Wha do you think?"

"Uhm, I don't think that is the best idea, Kerina says blushing at the thought of walking out there naked.. Read more »

Bond [MF][Shower stuff][Romance][Maybe some naughty bits][Congrats on hitting 20k Sexy Stories!]

Her hair is damp enough that even in this pale light it's two shades darker than mine.

It clings to her back, weighted down on her pale skin. She breathes heavily, but with a kind of composure. Even in this state of fatigue she keeps her wits about her. Never letting down her guard, not truly. She just trades the full mask for a smaller one and tells me it's the real her.

There's no point not giving. It's the only time you can have a woman, truly have a woman, is when she lets you see her. And that's all you'll see.

It's better not to dwell on things we'll never have.

My hand slides up and down the curvature on the small of your back, riding up and down. I stroke with one finger, two, three. I tickle a little until she gives out a small moan, my cue to resume stroking her. And I do. I try and show her I adore her with the back of my knuckles as I drag them up and down her spine. With my fingertips, as they press into her shoulders. With the whole of my hands as they cup the sides of her neck, or glide along her thighs. Or swim through that matted, dark fur she calls hair. Read more »

Breaking in a pornstar – Part 1 [Mdom][Fsub][Str8][bdsm]

"Hold the elevator please!" a female voice cried out. He held his briefcase forward to prevent the elevator doors from closing. A womans appeared around the corner in the hall. "Thank you so much." she said and hurried into the elevator. "No problem." he replied. The woman raised her hand in an effort to press the elevator button for the ground floor, but saw that it had already been pressed. He knew her from somewhere. "You're Gisele right?" the man enquired. "Uh, yeah." she replied. "Have we met before?" "No no. I know you from your work." He had spent many hours in front of the computer watching the very girl that now stood beside him. "Ah, I see." she said, less excited. "I don't get that alot anymore." The nooded in acknowledgement, then turned to face the elevator doors. Rumbling noise was now the only sound filling the small space. "Sorry, um… I just…" Gisele started. He looked over at her. "It's just that when guys meet me in person, they usually try hitting on me. Oh, this must sound so narscisitic, but I was just wondering why you're not." she swallowed. "I mean, you've seen my work, so you're probably not gay. I just…" "Well." he interrupted her. "Let's just say, I've seen your work and you're not my type." That was a complete lie. He had to focus. "Not your type?" she looked confused. "I don't think it would be as good in reality as you make it look on tape." Lies. Nothing but lies. It would most likely be amazing. "But I…" she gave up. She was not used to rejection, he could see that. "It all just seem a bit fake to me." he said. She look up at him. There it was. He saw it in her eyes. "What! No, look. I can prove it to you." she turned to him. "Just take me to your place and I'll prove that I'm the best fuck you'll ever have." He faked contemplation. But in his mind the matter was already settled. "Fine. If it'll make you stop." he handed her his business card. 'John L. Simmons – IT security counsultant' "Call me tomorrow." Baffled and intrigued Gisele remained in the elevator as he walked out. John could almost not believe it. Not only had he met Gisele, she was also on the hook. He had to play this cool; use her distaste for rejection against her. Read more »

[MF] Intense sensual S&M

 I slowly and confidently stroll up to your naked body as stands before me. You're staring at me with a somber, blank inquisitiveness. I grab your throat holding your eyes on mine, I stare back sternly, looking into your soul, searching your thoughts. I pinch your nipple with my other hand and as you gasp, I release you and slap you across the face. Then swiftly spin you around. A handful of hair pushing your body half bent against the wall. I plunge deeply in your wet cunt, giving you a taste of what you want, then I take it away again. Now I lay you on your back, knees lifted and spread open, eyes covered. I have a heavy flogger in one hand and crop in the other. I drag the flogger across your shoulders and chest, down your stomach and bring it up to swing softly across your inner thighs, teasing you as it brushes across you clit. Now I bring the crop up and trace randomly around your torso, every time you moan in pleasure I pop an unexpecting nipple or tender inner thigh. When I think you've had enough of this I wrap one fist firmly in your hair and grab your tit in the other hand. I shove my cock deep down your throat testing just how much you can take and how long I can hold you there. Now I reach down and with a well lubed hand slip in in 2 fingers, now 3 and 4, thumb....'POP!' as my last knuckles penetrate you, I hold it there ,wiggling my fingers inside you. I pull out and look you over, deciding you haven't earned my throbbing cock yet. I slip a finger in your ass tonguing your clit lightly and giving you a hard bite on the inner thigh with every loud moan. my licking increases slowly in pressure and pace. I suck your clit in as deeply as it will stretch, flicking it with my tongue. Then I give your asshole a little swirl and plunge with my tongue and decide you're ready. I climb up slowly between your legs and give you a few hard thrusts, just before you come, I grab your wrists and roll both of us back. Grabbing a handful of hair in one hand and hold your lower back tightly, my other arm wrapped around you. I bite deeply into the sweet spot on your neck as we both come. You lay there on top of me, barely conscious, only able to focus on my huge vein running up the side of my cock and throbbing deep in your soaking wet pussy.

Wi[F]e gets a surprise call from husband on business trip [MF] [F] [mast] [swing] [fantasy][voy]

first time I have posted any writing…hope you like.

TUESDAY NIGHT

“My back is killing me.” She said out loud to no one as she put the last bowl in the sink.

It had been a long day. Her husband was on day two of a four-night business trip, and between running around with the kids, and errands for her business, she was looking forward to curling up in her bed and finally relaxing.

Sleep didn’t come easily when her husband was away, but as she locked the downstairs doors and grabbed her cell phone, she hoped tonight would not be a problem.

Checking the phone as she headed up the stairs, she scrolled to the last text from her husband about an hour ago.

~Headed out with the clients, call you in the am.~

She considered texting back, but figured he was out and wouldn’t be checking his phone, so she decided to just talk to him in the morning when he called. Read more »

Home From Work [MF, bdsm, Fdom, Poetry]

I step through the front door and she's waiting for me
In leather and lace
My mistress, my goddess
"We're going to fuck," she says,
voice full of calm authority,
"Now?"
"Now."

I know the routine.
My clothes come off immediately
(No barriers, no secrets can come between us)
Into the shower, I scrub
Without delay, without rush,
Face, chest, legs, ass,
Erection, already anticipating,
Then present myself, clean and dry, for her pleasure

She looks me over,
"Good boy. Put this on."
Blindfold.
I enter darkness
And strain to sense every other way I can
Her scent is light and fresh
Her heels click against the wooden floor
Her breath is warm against my ear as she whispers,
"I've been planning this all day"

I shiver.
What lies ahead?

Her hands lead me closer to the bed
Where she sits on the edge and instructs me
I move to kneel on the bed behind her and begin
First massaging her bare shoulders
Above her corset
(Red, if I remember)
Then caressing her arms,
her strong, gentle hands,
back up to her neck,
then down to her thighs
(wonderfully supple under tight leather)
Using all the techniques she taught me Read more »

Detention [FMF]

My patience slowly ticks away as the minutes tick on. We’re the only three in detention, and the hour seems to be taking longer than it should. I could say that I don’t know why I’m in detention, but I do. I smirk softly remembering that reason. It is the same reason why she is here too. You happen to catch us in the girls’ bathroom during study period, in a most compromising position. Her sitting on the sink, her skirt pushed up, and my head wedged in between her legs. Oh, I heard you come in, but I didn’t want to stop. I like being watched. And it took you a couple of minutes before you actually stopped us. Reminiscing about it produces heat between my legs and my nipples harden, becoming sensitive beneath my lace bra.

I shoot a quick glance to her and know she is thinking about it too. Her hand slowly slips up her leg and under her skirt. I bite my lip, wanting to taste her again. Remembering how she smells, I squirm in my seat. You are unaware, or not wanting to react just yet to the growing tension. We both jump as your cell suddenly goes off. Checking the number, you excuse yourself into the hall to answer it. Read more »

This is a Part One of a story I wrote for my wife titled, ‘My Professor Rocks!’… Enjoy. [Mf]

Author's Note: This is the first time I've ever shared any of my writing with the public. If you enjoy this, please let me know and it will continue to post the remaining parts, thanks.

You are a young, intelligent Archeology graduate student. You have a very manageable two years of tutelage remaining before realizing the fruition of all your efforts in the form of legitimately endorsed eligibility for the Doctorate Individual Subject Assessment and Individual Thesis Layout, which is a graded and timed assessment requiring successful introduction of a newly developed hypothesis/theorem the correlates with your chosen field of study. Needless to say, the majority of time spent is consumed by a amorous devotion to the quest for a well deserved prefix of Dr. More often than not in an anxious state of mind, mentally shifting between an unavoidable fear so intense that your natural view of the world may become twisted into stress induced hallucinations and irrational phobias. Read more »