The good assistant [ MFM, anal, Fsub, oral, reluc, voy ]

I am using the company internet connection to research a paper. I see you leave your office and head for the bathroom. Movement makes you turn your head as you pass my cubicle.
“Hey, what are you still doing here?” you find yourself stopping to say. “Just catching up on a few things. Can I get you anything, sir?”
“Oh. Yes. Would you please start the coffee drip? It looks like I am going to be here a while. I’ll take it in my office when it’s ready.”
“Certainly, sir.” I don’t know why I’m extra polite to you. It just sounds so right to address you respectfully. I find myself irrationally wanting to please you. Anyone else I’d stall and say screw you. It’s 10 pm, fucker, but for you, I put my heels back on and rush into the kitchen. As the coffee brews, I straighten my skirt, and the seams of my stockings, pull my hair back and unbutton so my camisole clad breast is plainly exposed. I pour you a cup and fix it the way you like, just a little cream to cool it off and carry it in to you on a saucer.
I stop in your doorway; you’re on the phone. You pretend to not notice me there for a minute, my legs shifting in the heels after a long day, my hips leaning from side to side. Without ever looking directly at me, you wave me in. Still on the phone you tap the desk where I am to place the coffee. You are really something else, but I do as I am told. I lean forward and I realize the view is completely scandalous. Lace isn’t part of the dress code here, your eyebrow seems to say. As you hang up the phone I straighten up and ask,
“Will, that be all?” You stand up and come around the desk to where I am standing, sort of back me into it, so my tush is pressed against the edge. You touch my cheek and say that no, that’s not all. Without any warning, I realize you’re undoing the rest of my buttons, and pulling my shirt back over my shoulders. I’m breathing so hard, looking at you looking at my breasts. You tilt my chin up to look at you and I feel my knees shake. I wasn’t expecting this. I had only flirted with fantasies before this moment.
You kiss my neck and touch my skin, sliding spaghetti straps down my arms. I’m mewing when one of the other suits walks in. He’s holding files but says nothing, just gapes at me standing between you and the desk, my nipples slightly exposed, my shirt still tucked in and pushed so far down my arms it’s holding them back. I suddenly get shy and press myself against you. He starts to apologize and backs out the door but you tell him to stay, at which point I am confused and somewhat scared.
“What do you want me to do?” I ask as I look at you naively. “Everything.”
You push me back so you and your colleague can see me again. You pull my undershirt down so my breasts fall out completely. The other man enters the room completely and shuts the door, locking it. You walk me over to the floor to ceiling windows overlooking the rest of Manhattan’s money and facing me forward, looking out, you undress me slowly rubbing my skin as you take each piece of clothing off. You pull my skirt down and I step out of it. You touch the naked part of my ass in the garters and slide your finger around below my waist. You can’t believe I came to work without panties on. Just stockings. You whisper how I’ve been bad, so bad to wear something like that. You leave me standing there in the bright light of your office, almost naked, visible to hundreds of New York windows, and I can’t move. I am grounded there, slightly spread eagle, face turned away blushing. Only you have this hold on me, sir.

[Group] [voyeurism] [exhibition] When the group lost their minds

Hello again all. Coming back to share another fucking story from my past. This one is a bit different than the others, hope you like it.

Back when I was 19 I dated this amazing girl for about 4 years that really opened up my sexual side. Before getting out of high school we role played doing schoolgirl stuff, picking her up as a whore and her even arresting me a few times if you catch my drift. She was a classic brunette beauty and at times a total slut. She both loved and used sex, could be amazingly passionate or become totally detached from sex. Once she lost her virginity sex defined her life even to a fault. We’ll call her Maria.

Maria and I were dating still, hooking up as much as often, even after major arguments and still sometimes seeing other people. We knew that no one else could satisfy the other as we did, even if things weren’t great, we had done everything imaginable and had a deep passion since the first time we met. She moved into this giant two family house and started to host everyone being 19 and having this amazing space. My friend Bob and Maria’s friend Tina were over when I got there, we’d tried hooking them up a lot. Maria was watching a movie with them when I paged her, and initially told me to stay away, that it was their night to all hang out.

Den of Sin Chapter 1 – Enjoy ;) (Vampire, Submission, Biting, Yummy Anal Dominance, Succulent Sin)

Perhaps it’s a Starbucks caramel macchiato, possibly that Camel Crush nicotine stick, or maybe the next thirsty comment from your recent IG post, everyone craves something. Everyone. It might not be ever present and you might not think about it consciously, but it’s there. I have my own cravings but highly doubt they are anything like yours. I crave to deprave.

It started out innocently enough, we met online. She claimed to be a nurse and worked night shifts so didn’t have much opportunity go out to meet guys and I worked IT for a paper mill, coincidentally on night shift. I always preferred nights… less bosses around, less headache, less stress. Usually less traffic and just better in my eyes. When the rest of the world was sleeping I was doing my best work, away from their prying eyes. Like an elf in the night and in the morning, everything was running with top efficiency and up to code, um programming code.

The Water Torture [M4F][helplessness][exposure][voyeurism]

He watched them strap her, blindfolded, to the table.

In the black room. In the silence.

The only light must have been a deliberate effect, a reflection, because blue ripples like water shimmered in the room. It made the entirety of the atmosphere feel fluid. Both comforting and unsettled.

They had removed her robe before laying her down in nakedness. Two attendants spread her legs wide, then back, and strapped them into black armatures. Her beautiful, shaved pussy unveiled itself like a tender orchid. Her clit ran smooth before flaring into sculpted lips. Those lips were already flaring and eager.

From somewhere above, the first drop of water fell.

It sparkled for a moment like diamond as it plummeted, then splashed onto her clit.

She gasped and slightly convulsed.

A couple of seconds later, another diamond. Another convulsion.

Her face crinkled with concern. Did she like this sensation? The covering on her eyes robbed her of any chance of preparation. The next drop hit, and she swallowed nervously. She turned her head from side to side. Another drop hit, and she bucked, but the restraints offered her no real shifting or avoidance.

Swapping with a lesbian couple [MF][FF]

I used to work as a bouncer and back-up barkeeper for a guy, who owned several clubs linked to the sex industry, like a strip club, swinger’s club, erotic massage parlor and a few others.

Prostitution in my country isn’t illegal but regulated by the government. The pay was ok and I had no other skills with which to pay my way through university. So that job was a godsend. An added benefit was a lot of sex. Granted these were not the most high quality girls, but a frustrated and stressed guy in his twenties does not really care about that.

I didn’t have the money to spare to pay for sex, but the people I got to know and hung out with and even dated were pretty much foreigners to the concept of modesty. So you can imagine I have many a story to tell.

One of the better one’s is the following.

Back then I dated a girl called Jessica. She mostly worked as a bartender, but occasionally would earn some extra cash by stripping. It took me a while to get used to that fact, but in the end people are flexible and I adapted.

My year as an escort, and the time my best friend was a customer [FM] – Part 2

We were working on our stories for a class together. Mine was a time traveling dystopian romance, an unsuprising choice for a college freshman. I was snuggled in a blanket on the couch, lethargically typing a line, deleting it, and typing it again, trying desperately to brute force my way past the writer’s block I’d had for the last hour. Ben was huddled at his desk, fingers click-clacking away with vigor, like the pages of his story were already etched in his brain, and his only task was to put them to print.

I snuck a glance over at him, shoulders hunched over his laptop, his black cashmere coat and turquoise silk scarf hanging on the edge of his chair. His lanky build fit snugly into his gray wool sweater, and every so often his long, curly bangs would creep its way into his eyes, and he would impatiently sweep it to the side with his hand. As if the only thing that mattered were the words in his head, and everything else was just a nuisance to be brushed aside.

The Water Torture [M4F][helplessness][exposure][voyeurism]

He watched them strap her, blindfolded, to the table.

In the black room. In the silence.

The only light must have been a deliberate effect, a reflection, because blue ripples like water shimmered in the room. It made the entirety of the atmosphere feel fluid. Both comforting and unsettled.

They had removed her robe before laying her down in nakedness. Two attendants spread her legs wide, then back, and strapped them into black armatures. Her beautiful, shaved pussy unveiled itself like a tender orchid. Her clit ran smooth before flaring into sculpted lips. Those lips were already flaring and eager.

From somewhere above, the first drop of water fell.

It sparkled for a moment like diamond as it plummeted, then splashed onto her clit.

She gasped and slightly convulsed.

A couple of seconds later, another diamond. Another convulsion.

Her face crinkled with concern. Did she like this sensation? The covering on her eyes robbed her of any chance of preparation. The next drop hit, and she swallowed nervously. She turned her head from side to side. Another drop hit, and she bucked, but the restraints offered her no real shifting or avoidance.

[MM] With Older Guy At Nudist Resort in Maine

He was a very good looking fifty year old guy. He was tall, muscular, toned and tanned. He had nipple piercings, a nice toned bubble butt.

I was on an out-of-state business trip and on the way I decided to stop into a small nudist resort in Maine that I read about online. It wasn’t upscale or anything and in the reviews I saw that there is a lot of gay and straight sex going on there. I checked into a room in the B&B, got undressed and went out to the lawn to take a sun tan.

Every once in a while I noticed a couple, gay or straight, wandering into the woods to have some “alone” time. At one point there was also an older couple, around seventy years old or so, and the husband gave his wife oral right there in the middle of the garden. There was also a young, straight couple who had sex in the swimming pool. In short, the air was extremely sexually charged.

Neighbor watched [MF]

My Wife (F29) and I (M41) have been together for 4 yrs. The last 3 yrs have been pretty basic in the bedroom. She is pretty vanilla and I like a lot of kinks, one is voyeurism. Lately she has started to really open up. We started taking pics and video during sex. She will taster her juices off of me and she has a new love for anal.

The other night we were fooling around and i bent her over this ottoman we have that’s next to the sliding glass door. We are higher than our neighbors behind us so we can see into their back yard and on their patio. They can see into our sliding glass door when its dark and we have the light on. Well as she was bent over I said it would be hot to fuck in that position and she definitely agreed.

Neighbor wasnt out and our lights were on but the color was red. (Monster color changing lights are awesome). As we were stripping off all of our cloths she covered up really quick saying the neighbor just walked out on the porch for a smoke. I said lets give him a show. She immediately gave me a grin and said are you sure. I grabbed the back of her neck and bent her over the armrest of the ottoman so she was facing the back door. I entered her from behind.

Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 2) [F][Reluc][Exh][ENF][College][SciFi][AltReal]

**Note:** Nothing new to offer, but thought you might enjoy a little more of this story. Fair warning, not a lot sexy stuff yet, still building the world.

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**Far Away At Willoughby Academy (Part 2)**

Auditorium B wasn’t nearly as busy as the one where class registrations were held. It made sense, since you only need to pick one extracurricular activity, compared to five classes. She wandered around the large room, looking at all the displays for various sports, crafts, computer programming, astronomy, but she decided on swimming. She was a good swimmer, at least, and it was basically an exercise class with no real competition. She Kiera again shortly thereafter, and approached the girl, this time armed with a little more information.

“Hey, Kiera, did you pick something?”

“Yeah, swimming. How about you?”

“Actually, the same. Um, I actually don’t know the schedule for today, is there something next?”