My BF Bribed Me Into Wearing a Chastity Cage and Anal Jewelry for a Full Day In Order to Watch 50 Shades Darker For Valentines Day [TM] [Exhibition] [Bondage]

Sorry for the long delay between my posts in this sub! I know a lot of you messaged me these last few months asking me to come back. I’ve been busy with a lot of life changes and I guess those changes bring some fairly recent stories I can tell!

So a quick update on my life, that guy I wrote about in my last story, you know that 48 y/o hot doctor I went home with at a bar and we hit it off? Well we dated casually for a couple of months and then I became his girlfriend around Christmas time and I actually moved in with him in early February. Things just clicked really well between us although his daughter absolutely despises me >_<;

(Quick Intro for new readers: I am an Asian transgender woman in her mid-20’s. Right now I’ve been told I look as white as possible because I dyed my hair blonde again but I usually have brown or black hair most of the time. I’m 5’4 110 lbs and I started my transition when I was in high school)

[MF] [Oral] Forgive Me, Father, For I Have Sinned

*Bivona, Sicily, 1963. August.*

You splash water in your face, run the razor one last time over your jawline and then put it away in its delicate, silk-inlaid box. The sun is already high and warm on the morning sky, and you revel in the sensation of it caressing your skin as you walk naked back into your spartan bedroom. Clothes, black on black, are laid on out on the dresser; the frock hangs separately on its hanger, the last thing you will don before venturing out to tend to your flock.

Socks first; you revel in your own nudity, and is loathe to restrict what is, unarguably, a pretty impressive member. In its current state, the last of the morning glory fading, it swings heavy and semi-hard between your thighs, with the soft sack a nice, plump handful underneath. You let the sun roast your tan skin for a few seconds more before reaching down and pulling on your trousers, the soft, black slacks nestling around your muscular thighs and firm buttocks with a reassuring tightness. You might be a priest, but no one can deny that you look good. Damn good.

Wife and I had our first [foursome] thanks to MojoUpgrade. And it was amazing. Long post. [group]

I didn’t expect this to be so long but there’s really no short way to tell the story. And partly I just want to document this for myself.

We’re both around 40, have been together since our late teens. Good sex life, nothing terribly out of the ordinary. We’d watch porn occasionally, and play with toys, but that’s about it. We’re fairly open minded people but we’ve never really had a deep conversation about our fantasies and unexplored sexual desires.

A couple months ago I saw a message on here about mojoupgrade so I checked it out and we ended up taking it. The first time we took it, we both held back a little in our responses. Once we saw the results I think we realized that we were onto something, so we decided we should take it again and go all-in, not hold anything back. The results were…interesting. The entire “Group and Public Fun” section was in play.

2am Bedtime [MF] [str8]

This is a story I wrote after coming to bed with my darling wife after a late night on the PC.

Please enjoy.

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It’s late again and I’ve stayed up way too long to finish some work on the computer. I think I’ll go to bed. The lights are off except for the blue glow emanating from my LCD screen after locking up windows.
I pull my work clothes off and kick them in a pile against the wardrobe to be put out tomorrow in to the wash. Slowly, I make my way to the bed being careful not to trip over my boots I left in the middle of the floor just so I could trip over them when the lights were off.
I can hear the soft rain falling through the trees outside the open window, the smell of wet earth and jasmine wafting in. You’re sleeping soundly, as do most people at 2am. You’re laying on your left hand side away from me. I slowly, gently, climb into bed beside you. I snuggle up close listening to you breathing. My knees touch the inside of yours, my chest into your back. I can smell the fragrance from the shampoo you use. I run my fingers gently down the length of your body. You stir a little a small gasp escapes your lips as you sigh and shift. My hand rests on your hip, you settle again and continue sleeping. My fingers gently caressing you up and down the length of your body. I can feel myself growing larger as I touch you gently. Your skin so soft and cool. My member, at its hardest, rests against your arse, I lay very still listening to your steady breathing.

[MF] We were supposed to be cooking but we ended up fucking…

We were supposed to be cooking dinner. My wife and I just spent a nice long day out shopping and having fun. It was the end of a weekend together that we almost never get anymore. Weekends like this meant a lot to us but it especially meant one thing: we were going to fuck. A lot. We don’t really fuck much during the week since she works 3rd shift and is asleep for most of the day. After barely seeing each other during the week, the weekends were our time for sex. On Saturday night, we tried to have sex after going out to the bar but I had some “technical difficulties” (damn alcohol) so it was a no go. This was the last chance of the weekend.

Wife’s Lover [Cuckold] [Huge Cock] [True]

My wife and I had been together for about 7 years at the start of all this, married for 4. Our life together was pretty good – we both had decent jobs, a nice house, and we enjoyed time spent with each other. We shared a gym membership and kept in shape, but neither of us had rock hard bodies. The sex we had 2-3 times a week was good, and though I was always up for more, I was happy with what I got. I was always kinkier than her, and often brought up new ideas – using a vibe, tying her down, etc. She went along with almost everything, but drew the line at threesomes. She didn’t like the idea of having sex with a stranger, and didn’t like any of our friends ‘in that way’. I eventually let it go, playing it out in my fantasies over the years.

She started grad school, taking classes after work a few nights a week. Her second year in she joined a study group, and soon after had a ‘Study Buddy’ she worked with. She described him as a nerdy kid, definitely not someone to be threatened by. The semester rolled on and she stayed out later and later with him. I didn’t doubt they were studying – her 4.0 GPA proved that much – and everything was good with us, so I didn’t have any reason to worry.

Second Night in St. Louis [MF][Exhibitionist][semi-MMF]

Saturday began with a room service breakfast while we got showered and dressed for the Cardinals game. With the curtains open, we noticed that there was another hotel directly behind ours … a Holiday Inn, I believe. We could see in to the rooms over there, which meant that it was a pretty good bet that the folks there could see into the rooms at the Adams Mark. I filed that away for later use.

The ballgame was fun. There’s nothing like a Cardinals game …the sounds of the vendors, the taste of a Hunters hot dog that’s been cooked on a flat griddle, the beer, and the atmosphere. The Cards won the game, which they always seem to do when we’re in town for a game.

We walked back to the room to freshen up a bit for dinner. We had decided to take a cab to Union Station and grab a steak at Dierdorf and Hart’s. My wife was more conservatively dressed than the night before … a blue silk sunning suit and sneakers. I again wore a pair of jeans and a polo. As usual, that was all we had on. Or so I thought.

Bow down! [Gay] [MM]

Since my last story I have been one busy guy. I have discovered my love for sucking off the male member and tasting the thick warm juices of the man in my mouth. Following this urge has led me on a decidedly interesting path.

My next story begins at a Boy Scout troop meeting that I had to attend to support my son. Naturally, every other young boy brought their father with them as well in order to help out. Naturally, this had my mind wandering over the course of the meeting. Looking at each individual dad and wondering what his semen would feel like running down my jaw line.

This meeting was being held so that the boys could work on their box car derby racers. So after a while, we split up so that we could go to our individual stations and get to work on the design and construction of the cars. My son didn’t really appreciate any of the pointers I had been making, so I figured I would use the excuse that I had to use the bathroom, and instead I would wander around to see what kind of trouble I could get myself into.

Confessions of a slut wife on bachelorette party [FM]

So I would describe myself a slut wife. I love fucking men with huge cocks. My husband loves watching me fuck other men and hearing all the intimate details. He encourages me to be as slutty as I want and I think other men can feel the aura I exude.

This weekend was a friend’s bachelorette party. We were all decked out in our most provocative dresses and we quickly caught the attention of a group of men who invited us to party with them.

As the night progressed and the shots were flowing, I found myself cornered up with this black guy. He sat as close to me as he could taking every opportunity to run his hand down my back and slide his hands up my thighs. The sexual tension was unbelievable. The group left the bar and went back to the guys house. He never took his eyes off me practically fucking me from a far. While everyone was taking shots in the kitchen, we snuck out the back door onto the porch.

[MF] Drunken hook ups.

Let’s start out by saying that I’m not proud of this, not in anyway, I am simply using this post as a method to get this all off my chest.

I am married to a girl I have been with for nearly 12 years, We started dating at 17 and have grown well together. She knows about my sexual misadventures but I have not told her the details, which is why I need to get them out.

I am lucky to have a girl with such patience and to be ok with me cheating on her, understanding that I never intended to hurt her but that I was simply growing up, using my penis as a method for growth. We spent 5 years long distance.

I was drunk for all of these experiences.

Danielle
She was the girlfriend of my roommate, Both of us were 19, My roommate and I had grown to hate each other so when he was home I would spend most of the time in my bedroom. They got in a fight one night, I don’t think they knew I was home because I was playing video games with my lights off and headphones on. I heard their yelling and took an interest in their drama, a break from my boredom of drinking alone and playing video games. They were drunk and he ended up slamming his bedroom door right after he demanded she sleep on the couch.