Female Domination

Hot Encounters (Part 1 and 2)_(5)

Author’s Notes and Disclaimers: The following is the first submission of a continuing story which chronicles an 18 year old around the 1980 time frame who, by his own choice, is introduced to sexual adventures beyond his wildest expectations. The events continue well into his early 20s. The sexual encounters are true; however, the character names have been changed and most locations and dates noted are intentionally vague as to not directly reflect any historical or geographical reality. This is about sexual encounters not an autobiography. The series is divided into parts each reflecting a directional or transitional change in the story and is chronological. The submissions to this site reflect required minimum content and story flow so more than one part are included in each as needed with the attempt to categorize them logically. …

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Lesbian Cuckold

My wife Charlotte and I have been married for ten wonderful years. We meet by pure chance in an Ikea parking lot five years before that, when she’d had some trouble loading up her car and I stopped to help. I think she sensed right away that I was a submissive man, because she invited me back to her place that very night. Well, more like ordered me. I hadn’t realized that I was submissive or that I liked pain, but one night with Charlotte had made me addicted. Charlotte is a short, flame-haired, firecracker of a woman, with petite breasts and large hips. I’m at my happiest when I’m serving her with my head between her legs. I’m 5’9″ and rail thin, in a way that hides lean muscle. I keep myself in excellent …

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Finally!

After over a dozen years since I have last seen my sister, Nancy, she has decided to start mending fences. It took the recent birth of her daughter to finally have her come around. She lives less than 300 miles from me, but her stubbornness has kept her away since before I was married to Nicole. On Friday morning, Nancy drove with her baby girl to see us for a four-day stay. Nancy’s husband is active in the military and couldn’t join her on her visit. My daughters and son (well, not MY son) were happy to see their new cousin and finally meet Aunt Nancy. I noticed that Nancy had gained some curves in her hips, likely from the pregnancy, and her breasts had certainly gotten larger, both from age and the pregnancy, I …

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Gotham Sirens: Poison Ivy’s Rapevine

The greenhouse was dark, but not completely quiet. Scratching sounds emanated from the door, cutting out a circle of glass. The glass fell free, and a gloved feminine hand with claws reached in and opened the door. Catwoman crept inside and quietly stepped through the greenhouse, looking around. “There it is,” she thought. “It figures that she would swipe it from the Gotham Pet Products R&D lab before me, but I’m not about to let her keep that engineered hybrid super catnip specimen.” She walked towards the potted plant, stepping over thick vines that were strewn across the floor. Suddenly, the vines began to stir. One of them reached up and wound itself around her boot. “What the hell?” she thought as she found herself unable to advance. “Damn her and her plants.” She reached …

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Fleeting Glimpses of an Angry Wife

Cigarette smoke is drifting like an eerie mist towards the open window. The mute flickering of the TV screen lights it up like the flashes of a distant thunderstorm. The air is thick and heavy with ragged emotions and shattered hopes. ‘You have always been miserable with me. Always promising to buy me this, buy me that, but you never do. I haven’t a decent dress in the closet. The shoes I wear, I had to buy them myself. And don’t ask me where the money comes from. Not that you would give me any’. She’s at it again. The outbursts have become more frequent as of late, and more violent as well. ‘You don’t care about what goes on here. I wait all day for you to come home from work and then you …

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Anime Convention Rape

Coming to the anime convention as a tentacle monster might have been the best idea she ever had, Rosalyn thought as she came upon the young man dressed as Link. They were on a mostly deserted corridor of the hotel, a laptop counter area that was very randomly on one of the upper levels near some rooms. If anyone heard them they would probably assume it was just their neighbors. “Do you understand how often Link gets raped by a tentacle monster on the internet?” She asked the possibly drunk, definitely cute, boy who was wedged under the counter tops with his bag of goodies. He looked her over with big, brown eyes which widened upon seeing the large purple strap-on and mostly painted-on clothing (except for the lingerie of course). Rosalyn was wearing only …

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Win or Lose 2-Anniversary Present

“What’s this for?” I asked, showing my wife the four hundred dollar check from her friend Linda. “Oh, that,” Jean said. “I have to show you something.” She turned her laptop so that I could see the screen and opened a website with the title “Your Neighbors’ Secret Lives”. I was utterly amazed as she typed in a user name and password to this obvious porn site. I mean, I was the porn aficionado in the family. Under the title was the brief site description ‘All participants in our content wear masks both to maintain their own privacy and to enhance your enjoyment. Feel free to imagine they are your friends and neighbors…maybe they are.’ “You know how you love to post pictures and stories to that one porn site?” She asked. “Well, I decided …

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Life on the Ranch pt. 3

Bzzzz! Bzzzz! Bzzzzzz! Bzzzz! Bzzzzz! Bzzzzzz! Uhhhhh, I’m so exhausted. I can barely find the strength to shut my alarm off. 4 AM came quickly, my body aches from all the strain of being Amanda’s fucktoy. I force myself up. Ahhhh, my ass hurts like never before. I shudder at the memory of last night replays in my mind. What more does Amanda have plan for me? How much more can I take? Will she ever stop? Doubtful… She’s never going to stop… How can someone so beautiful be so cruel? My eyes start to water as I begin to realize this is my life from now on… I’m a slave to Amanda’s desires. As I get dress, I remember having the strangest dream…Similar to a lot of other dreams I’ve had. I was in …

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MARIANNE AND HER TWO MEN.

We had been friends for some time and we had both confided we were bisexual. We constantly flirted with each other and touched each other. We had shopped for clothes together and ogled each other’s almost naked bodies and ran our hands over each other as we tried on clothes. Then some ago while we were at a five-day trade fair, on the first night we became lovers. In the afterglow we confided we both have a fetish for hung men, eight inches is our benchmark. And watching hung men masturbating. And lesbian sex, we both love being licked and teased. We slept with each for the next three nights and had wonderful lesbian sex. On the last night we decided we would invite one of the men at the fair who had been chatting …

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My Boyfriend’s Submissive Brother

It started with an ad. “Dominant mistress seeking submissive slave to dominate and train over text.” Or something of that nature… I had posted it online, in a ‘personals’ section of a sexual website. I also posted my number, and got many replies. Being picky, I only used one or two until him. Adam. I got a text almost a month after I had posted the ad. I was laying in bed, exhausted from a day of heavy housework. I had planned on a shower, but as soon as I was undressed, I received the message. “Hello, my name is Adam. I saw your ad online, you were saying you were seeking a sub? I’m not the most attractive, but I make up for it with eagerness and a willingness to do anything to please …

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Pegging with surprise

A couple of months after my first tied up pegging handjob experience, I arrived home one evening to find a note waiting for me. Danni was visiting a friend and I had a few hours until she was due home but I had been left instructions for her arrival. My first instruction was to bathe and wash myself thoroughly. I was also instructed to shave my face and also trim my pubic hair. She had pointed out the week before that I needed a trim so I duly obliged, taking my time and leaving myself virtually bald. I picked out the clothes I had been instructed to dress in and went into the bedroom to prepare. Once again I pulled on my red topped stockings, these got me excited and I was glad to see …

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My Sister Is My Dom Pt.1

My step-sister, Fiona, and I had known each other for several years before my divorced mom and her single dad got married. Our parents were good friends before they married so although we weren’t technically a family, we did many family type things together, especially summer vacations at Fiona’s dad’s cabin on the lake. Fiona is three years older than I am, so she was never exactly thrilled to hang around with a younger kid during those pre-marriage outings, and once our parents did get married she avoided her little step-brother as much as I avoided my older step-sister. This is not to say we didn’t do things together, but we always sought out our own peer group when we could. I was just starting high school when Fiona left for college. She rarely came …

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My Sister Is My Dom Pt.3

On Friday, I woke up in Fiona’s bed with her spooning me. It was a warm morning and we didn’t have a sheet covering us. She had one leg draped over me and her hand was in my crotch. I had a huge morning hard-on, but I also had to pee urgently so I slipped out of the bed as quietly as possible to go to the bathroom. Fiona woke anyway, but only opened one eye. “Where are you going?” she inquired. “To the bathroom, I really have to pee.” “What time is it?” “A little after ten,” I answered. She was asleep when I returned from the bathroom so I went downstairs and made coffee and breakfast. She came down after the aroma of the freshly brewed coffee had wafted upstairs. “Why didn’t you …

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Losing the Super Bowl 2019

I had a totally different story outlined and ready for this year’s Super Bowl, but the game ended up being a very low scoring, almost boring game. My story idea wasn’t going to work, but I was intent on keeping with a Losing story every other year, so I started over and made the game itself a rather minor part of the story. Actually, that is almost the way it has become for the game. The hoopla and commercials and everything else surrounding the game has become larger than the game itself. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of …

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My Sister Is My Dom Pt.2

It was almost dark by the time we woke up, Fiona still laying on top of me. “I’m hungry,” she said. “Will you fix us something to eat? Then we can watch movies downstairs all night long.” “Sure, Fi, I think there’s stuff to make sandwiches.” “Thanks, Bro. I’m going to cleanup and put PJ’s on.” We climbed out of bed, I went to my room to put a pair of boxers on, and then I went downstairs and fixed fruit and sandwiches for us. When I brought the tray of food out to the living room, Fiona was already there wearing an oversized tee shirt that hung to just below her ass and she was rummaging through the collection of DVD’s. “What do you want to watch, Matt? Action, romance, comedy?” I put the …

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A surprised ass-fucking in panties

A very curious thing happened to me the other day and I feel I need to share it with you… I have been ‘mildly’ crossdressing for over a year now. I say ‘mildly’ because I am not into full feminization, I just love the feel and look of lace panties when they are hugging a good looking cock, not to mention the taboo. I have taken to wearing stockings too which feel amazing, it’s like having your whole lower half caressed persistently. I have thought of wearing a bra but, although I can almost imagine how amazing it would feel, I don’t think men look as good in them as women, by a long way. Panties though, well that is a different matter. Anyway, I digress, on to the story. It was a Saturday evening …

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She is the One (Part 4)

Two major things kept me awake for a while that night. The first, and most prominent, was Kayla. I was glad I was able to get her out of there as quickly as I did, but the last thing I wanted was for her to continue getting hurt like this. She was too sweet, too kind to deserve this crap. I was seriously tempted to grab my phone and tell her everything but the last thing I wanted was to compound her misery. Not that I thought that finding out something like that would stun her at this point; I didn’t want her feeling foolish for falling for an asshole like that. Worse, I didn’t want her thinking I had held out telling her just to make Craig look bad. The second, and far more …

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How My Wife Became My Dom

My wife, Julie, and I had been married nearly ten years. We had been happy, our sex life had been good, and finances secure. But lately, the spark was gone. It used to be that when we had sex, it was exuberant, frenetic, sweaty, fuck-till-you-drop raunchy humping. Now, the sex was routine. It was the same thing every time, over and over. Nothing was new and it wasn’t exciting anymore. This Friday was our tenth wedding anniversary and I thought if I did something special for her we might put some of the fire back into our marriage and sex life. “Julie, I thought we could do something special for our anniversary. Something you want to do.” Her eyes lit up and a little smile came across her face. “I want to stay in. I …

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Be careful what you watch

Nikki loved to run, and today was no exception, the feeling of the fresh late afternoon air caressing her lithe body gave her an almost sexual buzz. Her dark hair was pulled back in a ponytail and weighing less than 115lb she was skinny for her 5’7”. Her small pert breasts were unencumbered under her thin Lycra top, though a liberal smear of vaseline kept chaffing to a minimum. Dave, her ex-live in partner, often used to remark how the skin tight running gear she wore left nothing to the imagination. In fact through the black material the outline of her vulva and labia were clear, and you could have counted her pubic hairs, if she had any. Nikki floated up the hill without really breaking a sweat reflecting on the twists and turns in …

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A Friend for dessert

“I invited Cathy over for dinner and a soak in the hot tub tonight” announced my wife, Tracey, out of the blue. Cathy had been divorced for about two years and had met Tracey and me a couple of months previously at a school function. “OK” , I said and added facetiously “but does she know we don’t wear clothes in the hot tub?” When Tracey replied “Oh, I don’t think that will worry her”, I was surprised and my interest was really sparked because all I remembered about Cathy was that she was petite and gorgeous and somewhat demure. Dinner that night was a lot of fun with much wine consumed by all three of us and some nervousness on my part because I had no idea how Cathy would react when the time …

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