Novel & Cerita Real Femdom Stories

She looked comfortable, like she owned the place. “Getting late, Matt,” she said softly. “You look tense. Why don’t you tell me a story? Or better yet, let me tell you one.” She started talking in that low, husky voice. Stories about late-night deals, fast cars, and men who thought they could control her. Every one had a dirty edge. How she once made a rival boss beg on his knees. How power felt better when it came with pleasure. Matt listened, pretending it was just work, but his dick stayed rock hard the whole time.

THEMES: Blackmail, Reluctance, Manipulative Coercion, Security room, Unconscious Cheating, Unintentional Cheating, Forced Subduing, Trickery, Harsh treatment, Belittling, Nonconsensual KINKS: Rough sex, Intense Spanking, Hair pulling, Forced Blowjob, Degradation, Dirty talk, Lewd dirty name calling LENA'S POV Barely holding back a sigh-------- for my own good-------- I nod, zoning out while she keeps talking and scolding myself some more for spreading my legs for that smug rival.

The director already said cut but we still want more. “I’m free but I don’t do it in hotels.” I answered, my fingers now on his balls. “In my place, my house.” I raised an eyebrow, curioused. “How about your wife?” “Don’t you want something thrilling? I’ll fuck your cunt in our bedroom while she sleeps,” Oh fuck. I want that too. The thought of him pounding me while his wife is sleeping made me more wet. “What if she wakes up?” “Then she wakes up.” Oh god. Caleb really knew what he was doing. His wife is the same age as mine, 25. He tells me he loves fucking me because I brought thrills to his nerves, and he loves the thrill.

She kneels with an enticing blend of vulnerability and strength, each curve of her body poised to invite. With an alluring gaze that radiates both confidence and anticipation, she waits for my commands, embodying the thrill of the moment. If only she realized that tonight, I seek merely to blow off steam and escape the haunting memories of Shelly, even if just for a fleeting night. This is precisely why I cannot bring Shelly into this world of shadows with me. I am a Dom—a dominant partner in the intricate dance of BDSM, where power exchange is not just a game, but a carefully crafted experience. The Dom takes charge, guiding the actions within this realm, always ensuring safety and consent.

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

Dom growled as he stepped back from the bed, now staring at me. “Come on, let's go…what's next on your list?” I asked amidst my laughter. “Well, we've done blindfolding, wax play, and orgasm control…so we're left with exhibitionism, denial, and BDSM…but it seems like you've proven who you're already, so we're stopping here.” Dom was staring at me in shock as he spoke. “Alright, then loosen me up!” I growled as I tilted my eyes to my hands tied up to the bed.

Darrell already left for work, we were all bored so we decided to swim. "Yeah and after that, we had sex" she giggled. "Woah so you guys are officially together?" "Yeah" "I can't seriously remember the last time, I had a good screw. About three months ago" Daniela said. "Three months? Don't tell me you?..." I trailed off raising my brows at her. "Of course, I had it with one of the male servants" she rolled her eyes. "Holly molly. You need to get laid sis. How about we hit the club tonight?" she giggled.

He looked powerful, untouched by the sickness that had taken his brother. He crawled back over me, his knees forcing my thighs wide. He positioned the wet, blunt head of his cock at my pussy entrance, rubbing it against my clit in slow, rhythmic circles that had me clawing at the sheets, my toes curling into the silk. "Tell me you want it," he commanded, his jaw tight as he fought for his own control. "Tell me you want your husband’s brother inside you." "I want you," I screamed, my legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer until I could feel the heat radiating off him. "I want you inside me, Richard! Now!"

Hard and fast and relentless until I'm coming over and over and can't remember my own name. I've been rotating them for a while now. The mechanic when I need to be split open and filled completely. The neighbor's brother when I need to be fucked into oblivion with speed and stamina. Between the two of them I'm finally getting what I need. What my body has been screaming for since before my first daughter was born. My husband has no idea. He thinks I'm just taking care of the cars. Being friendly with the neighbors. He has no clue that I'm getting the best sex of my life from two men who know exactly how to use their bodies.

"I'M COMING FOR MY TEACHER!" Dominic didn't slow down. He wanted to finish the story with a bang. He gave five more massive, bottoming thrusts that felt like they reached my throat. I felt my world turn into white light. My pussy clamped down on him, and I screamed as the biggest orgasm of my life hit me. "TAKE IT ALL, BELLA!" Dominic roared.