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Eunice Dommes the Lawnboy on her Porch
Dear FemdomU,
I never imagined I’d find myself writing to a magazine like yours, but after reading the incredible stories shared by others, I felt inspired to recount my own unique experience. My name is Eunice, and I’m a retired woman who recently discovered the unexpected pleasures of dominating a younger man.
It all started with Javier, a charming young man who mowed my lawn every summer to help put himself through school. Javier was always so diligent and hardworking, but what truly set him apart was his relentless flirting. He had a way of making me feel desired, something I hadn’t felt in years.
Javier was in his early twenties, with a lean, muscular body that he didn’t hesitate to show off. Often, he’d remove his shirt while working in the yard, glistening with sweat under the sun. He’d make playful comments about how he’d love to please me, how he’d submit to me as a sex slave. We laughed it off, but I could see the hunger in his eyes, the desperate need for the forceful domination of an older woman.
One particularly hot afternoon, after he’d finished mowing the lawn, Javier stood on my porch, shirtless and sipping the lemonade I’d given him. His flirtatious nature was in full swing, and he made another remark about how he’d do anything to please me. Something in me snapped. I decided to call his bluff.
“Strip for me, Javier,” I commanded, my voice steady and firm.
To my surprise and delight, he obeyed without hesitation, standing there on my porch, completely exposed. His erection was evident, hard and throbbing, a clear sign of his arousal. I couldn’t help but smile at the sight.
“You’re a good boy, but so naughty,” I said, my voice dripping with authority. “Getting hard on my front porch where the neighbors could see. Now, come here.”
I settled into my rocker on the porch and ordered him over my lap. His compliance was immediate, and I felt a rush of power as he laid across my knees, his firm, young ass perfectly positioned. I warned him to stay silent as I administered his punishment.
It had been years since I’d enjoyed spanking a man, and Javier’s ass was so firm, so satisfying to spank. I started slow, each slap echoing in the quiet afternoon air. He flinched at the first few strikes, but he didn’t make a sound, just as I’d instructed. The thrill of control surged through me, and I increased the intensity of the spanks.
Javier took it like a champ, his body tense but submissive. I could see the strain in his expression, the effort it took to hold back his screams. Tears began to run down his face, a testament to his vulnerability, but he remained silent, his obedience only fueling my desire to dominate him further.
His ass turned a deep, satisfying red under my hand, and I couldn’t help but feel a mix of pride and pleasure. It was a powerful reminder of the strength and control I still possessed, a feeling I hadn’t experienced in a long time. When I finally stopped, his body was trembling, but he stayed in position, waiting for my next command.
“Good boy,” I whispered, gently caressing his reddened skin. “You’ve pleased me greatly.”
Javier looked up at me, his eyes filled with a mix of gratitude and longing. It was clear that he’d enjoyed the experience as much as I had, and in that moment, a new dynamic was born between us.
Since that day, Javier and I have shared several more encounters, each one more intense and fulfilling than the last. I’ve rediscovered a part of myself that I thought was long gone, and I owe it all to that bold young man who dared to submit to me.
Thank you for allowing me to share my story. I hope it inspires others to embrace their desires and explore the unexpected pleasures life has to offer.
Sincerely, Eunice
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Sven shares the story of being dominated by his boss during his summer job. Casey recounts the time his girlfriend and her best friend made him strip naked during a picnic. Plus, read about Patrick’s experience coming home from college for the summer and unexpectedly meeting his parents’ new maid, who proceeded to punish him for his messy room.
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He lost the bet and became my Summer Vacation Sissy!
Dear FemdomU,
I really enjoyed reading your stories about summer femdom experiences and saw your request for more, I felt inspired to recount my unforgettable summer vacation with my boyfriend, Jake. It was a summer unlike any other, filled with the kind of intense, humiliating, and exhilarating experiences that forever changed our relationship.
It all started with a simple bet. Jake was so confident he would win, imagining how he’d have me prancing around in skimpy clothes all vacation. But, to his surprise, I won. The terms of our bet allowed the winner to choose the loser’s wardrobe for the entire summer vacation at a rented cabin on the lake. And I knew exactly how I wanted to dress him: as a sexy female.
When I revealed my plan to Jake, his face turned crimson with embarrassment, but a bet was a bet, and he reluctantly agreed. The sight of his sexy, toned, muscular body in skimpy women’s clothing was something I had fantasized about for a long time. Watching him squirm in those outfits gave me immense pleasure. I didn’t just stop at the clothing, though. I spent hours painting his nails and doing his makeup, transforming him into the prettiest little sissy.
Our first day at the cabin set the tone for the entire vacation. I dressed him in a tiny pink bikini that barely contained his well-endowed cock. The sight of him struggling to keep it tucked away was both amusing and arousing. We headed down to the lake, where families and other couples were enjoying the sun. I made sure to parade him around, letting everyone get a good look at my sexy “girlfriend.”
As we walked along the shore, I noticed the stares and whispers. Some were shocked, others amused, and a few seemed genuinely interested. Jake’s face was a deep shade of red, his embarrassment palpable. I couldn’t resist teasing him as we swam, making sure his bikini top was always slightly askew, revealing his muscular chest. His cock would often peek out from the bottom, causing even more humiliation.
One day, I dressed him in a flirty sundress with a short hem that barely covered his panties. The thin fabric clung to his body, showing off every curve and muscle. We spent the afternoon shopping in the nearby town. With each step, the dress would ride up, exposing his panties and the outline of his cock. The shopkeepers and customers couldn’t help but stare, some with open mouths, others with sly smiles.
The most thrilling part of our vacation was when I invited the couple renting the cabin next door over for a nightcap. Jake was dressed in a sexy, sheer nighty that left little to the imagination. When they arrived, their eyes widened at the sight of him. We chatted and drank, the tension in the air thick with anticipation.
After a few drinks, I couldn’t resist pushing things further. I commanded Jake to kneel before our guests and please them. The man, a ruggedly handsome guy named Mark, looked at me with surprise and excitement. His wife, Linda, was equally intrigued. Jake hesitated, but a stern look from me made him comply.
I watched with delight as Jake’s lips wrapped around Mark’s cock, taking it deep into his mouth. Mark got a bit aggressive, grabbing Jake’s head and thrusting hard, making Jake gag and bringing tears to his eyes. Seeing my boyfriend’s face covered in Mark’s cum, his makeup running from his tears, was even more arousing than I anticipated. Jake’s humiliation and my power over him made the moment perfect.
After Mark finished, it was Linda’s turn. Jake licked and sucked her with fervor, his cock straining against the sheer fabric of his nighty. She moaned and writhed, clearly enjoying the attention. I couldn’t help but join in, making sure Jake knew he was my little sissy slut, here to please everyone.
The vacation continued in a similar vein, with Jake enduring endless humiliation and arousal. Each day, I chose a different outfit, each more revealing than the last. One evening, I dressed him in a tight, skimpy lingerie set and made him cook dinner for us while I lounged and watched. The sight of him bending over, his ass barely covered by the lacy panties, was a delicious treat.
By the end of the vacation, Jake had fully embraced his role as my sissy. He learned to enjoy the humiliation, the thrill of being exposed and objectified. And I reveled in the power and control, knowing I had transformed him into my perfect little plaything.
Thank you for giving me a platform to share my story. I hope it inspires others to explore their desires and embrace their fantasies, no matter how unconventional they may be.
Sincerely,
Roxanne
Dominated at the Beach
Dear FemdomU Forum,
When I read your request on Fetlife for Summer Outdoor Femdom experiences, I knew I had to share my story. My name is Sarah, I’m 22 years old, and last summer, my boyfriend and I had an unforgettable day at the beach that turned into one of the most thrilling experiences of our lives.
It all started with a spontaneous decision to visit a secluded beach we had heard about. Before we left, I handed him the tiniest swimsuit I could find—one that left very little to the imagination. His bulge was clearly visible, and I couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement as I imagined parading him around for everyone to see. Of course to make things even harder for him, I kept teasing him, lightly brushing my hand against the bulge, mentioning to him how big he looked. As we walked down the beach, I noticed the lingering glances and whispered comments from people we passed. It was exhilarating, knowing that others were seeing my boyfriend in such a vulnerable state.
After walking for a while, we found a quiet, deserted spot away from prying eyes. I instructed him to lay out the blanket and set up my beach chair. Watching him obediently follow my commands, I felt a surge of power. Once everything was set up, I told him to apply sunscreen on me. His hands were shaky as they started with my shoulders, moving slowly down my back. When he reached my thighs, I spread my legs slightly and whispered for him to go further. He hesitated but obeyed, his hand finding its way to my clit. He began to massage me gently, and I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation.
The beach was mostly quiet, but after a few minutes, I noticed a couple walking in our direction. The thrill of potential exposure made my heart race. I leaned back and, in a low voice, told him to use his mouth on me. He glanced nervously at the approaching couple but didn’t dare disobey. He buried his face between my legs, his tongue exploring me eagerly. The couple walked closer, and I could see them out of the corner of my eye, slowing down as they realized what was happening. The risk of being caught, combined with the expert movements of his tongue, pushed me closer and closer to the edge. I gripped his hair, guiding him as I reached a shattering orgasm.
When I finally released him, I smirked at the couple who had now stopped a short distance away, pretending to look at the ocean. I decided it was time for the next part of my plan. I told my boyfriend to go rinse off in the ocean, but he had to leave his shorts behind. His face turned a deep shade of red, but he complied. Watching him walk naked into the water, trying to cover himself, was both empowering and arousing. The water glistened on his skin as he waded in, and I couldn’t help but admire the view. At this point he had a full-on, raging erection.
He returned, dripping wet and still trying to hide his nakedness with his hands. The cold water had made him go soft again. I ordered him to lie on his back on the blanket. Standing over him, I commanded him to get hard for me. His eyes were wide with a mix of embarrassment and excitement as he began to stroke himself. I watched intently, enjoying the control I had over him. His breathing grew heavier, and his strokes more urgent. I could see his arousal building, the sight of me standing above him driving him wild.
When he finally came, I wasn’t finished with him yet. I knelt down, scooping up his cum with my hand, and then held it to his mouth. “Lick it off,” I ordered. He hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting around nervously, but he did as he was told. Just as he started to clean my hand with his tongue, I noticed the same couple had returned and were watching us with a mix of shock and fascination. Their presence only added to the intensity of the moment.
It was a day of domination, exhibition, and pure, unadulterated pleasure that neither of us will ever forget. The thrill of control, the excitement of being watched, and the raw passion we shared made it an experience like no other.
Yours truly,
Sarah
Joey’s Camping Adventure
Dear FemdomU,
I never thought I’d be writing in to share an experience like this, but after reading some of the incredible stories on your site, I felt inspired to add my own. My name is Joey, I’m 21, and this is the story of a camping trip that changed my life forever.
It all started when I went camping with my best friend Ryan and his girlfriend, Lana. I had no idea the innocent trip was going to turn into one of the most sexually adventurous times of my youth! We had planned the trip for weeks and all three of us were excited to spend a weekend in the great outdoors. Unfortunately, I forgot my tent at home, so we ended up sharing Ryan and Lana’s tent. It was cramped, a tent meant to comfortably sleep two or tightly sleep three.
As night fell, we settled into our sleeping bags, ready for a peaceful night under the stars. That’s when Lana broke the silence with a bold declaration: she was horny and wanted us to service her. I was confused at first, not quite sure what she meant. But Ryan immediately stripped down and knelt before her, looking up at her with devotion and desire.
My heart raced as I watched my best friend, usually so confident and strong, kneel submissively before Lana. A fire ignited inside of me, a primal desire for dominance and control. Before I could fully comprehend my actions, I found myself obeying Lana’s command to strip naked. My friend’s eyes were now on me and a grin grew across his face as I joined him on the ground, our bodies exposed and vulnerable before Lana. She looked down at us with a wicked smirk, relishing in the power she held over us like a puppet master. In that moment, I knew I would do anything to please her and satisfy this newfound hunger within me.
She spread her legs wide and demanded that we pleasure her. In a hypnotic trance, Ryan and I moved in unison, our tongues ravaging her body with wild abandon. We devoured her, eagerly licking every inch of her ass and vagina, taking turns and sometimes working together in a frenzied dance. The scent and taste of her skin were like an addictive drug that sent shivers down our spines. Suddenly, our tongues met in a primal kiss, our mouths slick with her intoxicating juices. In that moment, all barriers broke as we gave into our deepest desires, submitting not only to her but to each other as well. The combination of her intoxication and his aggressive tongue left me in a state of total surrender, lost in a whirlwind of pleasure and passion.
As the night enveloped us in its dark embrace, she commanded us both to take her, one after the other, our bodies moving in perfect rhythm under her control. The air was charged with primal energy as we hungrily devoured each other, unleashing untamed passion unlike anything I had ever experienced. Lana’s screams of pleasure echoed through the tent, and I felt an intense connection to both her and Ryan. At one point, Ryan lay on his back while Lana straddled him, eagerly guiding my throbbing cock into her tight back entrance. The sensation was mind-blowing, thrusting into her while feeling Ryan’s own thick member filling her from the opposite side. And as moans of ecstasy escaped his lips, it was clear that Ryan was experiencing the same intense pleasure as me.
Lana’s command washed over me like a scorching wave, leaving my mind in turmoil. I couldn’t believe what she was asking of me – to pleasure another man in the most intimate way possible. My heart raced as I looked into Ryan’s eyes, seeking some sort of reassurance or understanding. He gave me a nod and a suggestive pout of his lips, his approval for what was to come. “Joey,” he said with a sly grin, “don’t make her wait.”
With trembling hands, I reached out for Ryan, my best friend who I had never considered in a sexual manner until that very moment. But there was no turning back now. Lana’s commanding presence demanded obedience and I followed through, taking Ryan in my mouth. The rush of fear and excitement coursed through my body, overwhelming any doubt or hesitation.
As we moved together, our bodies intertwining in ways we never thought possible, Lana watched with a satisfied smile, her control over both of us palpable. And in that intense moment, our friendship evolved into something deeper and more primal.
Ryan’s pleasure was evident as he forced himself deeper into my throat while Lana held me in place. The tears streaming down my face only seemed to add to his arousal as he grinned down at me with an expression of pure dominance. And somehow, amidst the chaos and taboo nature of it all, I felt an inexplicable closeness to him.
In that moment, with Ryan driving himself to new heights of ecstasy and Lana pulling all the strings, I knew I would do anything for them. My role as a willing vessel for their desires solidified our bond as friends, but also opened up a whole new world of possibilities between us.
Lana’s grip was unyielding as she pushed me down onto the ground, forcing me to lie on my back with my head propped up. Ryan stood in front of me, his cock once again at my mouth. My heart raced with a mix of excitement and fear as Lana climbed on top, her body pressing against mine as she rode me vigorously. Meanwhile, Ryan towered over us, his massive member filling my mouth and making it difficult to breathe. I felt myself edging closer to climax when suddenly, Ryan’s voice broke through the haze: “Lana, can I please cum?” Panic rose within me as he continued to thrust into my throat, his grip on my hair keeping me in place. And then, upon receiving Lana’s permission, Ryan released himself inside me like a volcano, his hot release shooting down my throat in an intense burst. Ryan had no concern for my pain and discomfort, and I had no choice but to swallow every drop, trapped by Ryan’s unrelenting hold on me.
With my mouth still filled with my buddy’s pulsating cock, I felt Lana’s body moving on top of mine, her moans echoing in my ears as she rode me harder and faster. The pressure building inside me was overwhelming, and before Ryan could even pull out of my mouth, I erupted inside his girlfriend, our bodies entwined in a passionate frenzy.
That night shattered all my preconceived notions about sex and opened up a whole new world of possibilities. Under Lana’s complete control, I experienced the intoxicating mix of fear and pleasure that comes with submitting to a dominant woman. Since then, I have embraced my desires and explored every facet of my sexuality without shame or hesitation.
Thank you for giving me the opportunity to share my story. I hope it inspires others to embrace their deepest desires and seek out thrilling new experiences.
Sincerely,
Joey
His first time getting pegged Outside – Did the neighbors see?
My name’s Thaddeus, I’m 27, and I gotta tell ya, never thought I’d be writing one of these letters. Me and my girlfriend saw your call for Summer Outdoor Femdom stories on Fetlife and thought, hell, we’ve never done it outside. So we figured, why not give it a go?
It was just getting dark when we headed out to our backyard. It’s kinda private, but we got neighbors—a single chick on one side and a gay couple on the other. I was hoping like hell nobody was out there ’cause I was set on getting pegged outside, no matter what.
My girlfriend was ready with the big-ass rainbow strap-on we bought recently. That thing is fucking huge! She told me to strip, and even though I was worried someone might see, I did it. The night air hit my skin, and I felt my heart racing. Standing there naked in the backyard was scary and hot as fuck at the same time.
She got into position, and I lowered myself onto her cock. Damn, it was intense. She grabbed my hips and started fucking me hard. Her hips were moving so fast and strong, it felt like I was gonna fall off. Every time she plunged into me, it felt like a mix of pain and pleasure, and I couldn’t help but scream.
I was trying to hold on, but she kept pounding me, deeper and harder. I was yelling like crazy, hoping our neighbors didn’t hear, but also kinda excited by the thought that they might. Her hands were gripping my hips so tight, and she just kept driving her cock into me over and over.
The sky was getting darker, and the stars were coming out. It felt surreal, my girlfriend fucking me in my ass under the open sky. My whole body was trembling, and just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, I came harder than I ever have. It was like an explosion, and I screamed so loud I was sure everyone could hear.
Finally, she slowed down, letting me catch my breath. We were both panting and grinning like idiots. We quickly grabbed our clothes and headed back inside, hearts pounding and bodies tingling. It was the craziest, hottest thing we’ve ever done, and I had to share it with you guys.
Thanks for the inspiration.
Yours truly,
Thaddeus
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Eunice Dommes the Lawnboy on her Porch
Dear FemdomU,
I never imagined I’d find myself writing to a magazine like yours, but after reading the incredible stories shared by others, I felt inspired to recount my own unique experience. My name is Eunice, and I’m a retired woman who recently discovered the unexpected pleasures of dominating a younger man.
It all started with Javier, a charming young man who mowed my lawn every summer to help put himself through school. Javier was always so diligent and hardworking, but what truly set him apart was his relentless flirting. He had a way of making me feel desired, something I hadn’t felt in years.
Javier was in his early twenties, with a lean, muscular body that he didn’t hesitate to show off. Often, he’d remove his shirt while working in the yard, glistening with sweat under the sun. He’d make playful comments about how he’d love to please me, how he’d submit to me as a sex slave. We laughed it off, but I could see the hunger in his eyes, the desperate need for the forceful domination of an older woman.
One particularly hot afternoon, after he’d finished mowing the lawn, Javier stood on my porch, shirtless and sipping the lemonade I’d given him. His flirtatious nature was in full swing, and he made another remark about how he’d do anything to please me. Something in me snapped. I decided to call his bluff.
“Strip for me, Javier,” I commanded, my voice steady and firm.
To my surprise and delight, he obeyed without hesitation, standing there on my porch, completely exposed. His erection was evident, hard and throbbing, a clear sign of his arousal. I couldn’t help but smile at the sight.
“You’re a good boy, but so naughty,” I said, my voice dripping with authority. “Getting hard on my front porch where the neighbors could see. Now, come here.”
I settled into my rocker on the porch and ordered him over my lap. His compliance was immediate, and I felt a rush of power as he laid across my knees, his firm, young ass perfectly positioned. I warned him to stay silent as I administered his punishment.
It had been years since I’d enjoyed spanking a man, and Javier’s ass was so firm, so satisfying to spank. I started slow, each slap echoing in the quiet afternoon air. He flinched at the first few strikes, but he didn’t make a sound, just as I’d instructed. The thrill of control surged through me, and I increased the intensity of the spanks.
Javier took it like a champ, his body tense but submissive. I could see the strain in his expression, the effort it took to hold back his screams. Tears began to run down his face, a testament to his vulnerability, but he remained silent, his obedience only fueling my desire to dominate him further.
His ass turned a deep, satisfying red under my hand, and I couldn’t help but feel a mix of pride and pleasure. It was a powerful reminder of the strength and control I still possessed, a feeling I hadn’t experienced in a long time. When I finally stopped, his body was trembling, but he stayed in position, waiting for my next command.
“Good boy,” I whispered, gently caressing his reddened skin. “You’ve pleased me greatly.”
Javier looked up at me, his eyes filled with a mix of gratitude and longing. It was clear that he’d enjoyed the experience as much as I had, and in that moment, a new dynamic was born between us.
Since that day, Javier and I have shared several more encounters, each one more intense and fulfilling than the last. I’ve rediscovered a part of myself that I thought was long gone, and I owe it all to that bold young man who dared to submit to me.
Thank you for allowing me to share my story. I hope it inspires others to embrace their desires and explore the unexpected pleasures life has to offer.
Sincerely, Eunice
He lost the bet and became my Summer Vacation Sissy!
Dear FemdomU,
I really enjoyed reading your stories about summer femdom experiences and saw your request for more, I felt inspired to recount my unforgettable summer vacation with my boyfriend, Jake. It was a summer unlike any other, filled with the kind of intense, humiliating, and exhilarating experiences that forever changed our relationship.
It all started with a simple bet. Jake was so confident he would win, imagining how he’d have me prancing around in skimpy clothes all vacation. But, to his surprise, I won. The terms of our bet allowed the winner to choose the loser’s wardrobe for the entire summer vacation at a rented cabin on the lake. And I knew exactly how I wanted to dress him: as a sexy female.
When I revealed my plan to Jake, his face turned crimson with embarrassment, but a bet was a bet, and he reluctantly agreed. The sight of his sexy, toned, muscular body in skimpy women’s clothing was something I had fantasized about for a long time. Watching him squirm in those outfits gave me immense pleasure. I didn’t just stop at the clothing, though. I spent hours painting his nails and doing his makeup, transforming him into the prettiest little sissy.
Our first day at the cabin set the tone for the entire vacation. I dressed him in a tiny pink bikini that barely contained his well-endowed cock. The sight of him struggling to keep it tucked away was both amusing and arousing. We headed down to the lake, where families and other couples were enjoying the sun. I made sure to parade him around, letting everyone get a good look at my sexy “girlfriend.”
As we walked along the shore, I noticed the stares and whispers. Some were shocked, others amused, and a few seemed genuinely interested. Jake’s face was a deep shade of red, his embarrassment palpable. I couldn’t resist teasing him as we swam, making sure his bikini top was always slightly askew, revealing his muscular chest. His cock would often peek out from the bottom, causing even more humiliation.
One day, I dressed him in a flirty sundress with a short hem that barely covered his panties. The thin fabric clung to his body, showing off every curve and muscle. We spent the afternoon shopping in the nearby town. With each step, the dress would ride up, exposing his panties and the outline of his cock. The shopkeepers and customers couldn’t help but stare, some with open mouths, others with sly smiles.
The most thrilling part of our vacation was when I invited the couple renting the cabin next door over for a nightcap. Jake was dressed in a sexy, sheer nighty that left little to the imagination. When they arrived, their eyes widened at the sight of him. We chatted and drank, the tension in the air thick with anticipation.
After a few drinks, I couldn’t resist pushing things further. I commanded Jake to kneel before our guests and please them. The man, a ruggedly handsome guy named Mark, looked at me with surprise and excitement. His wife, Linda, was equally intrigued. Jake hesitated, but a stern look from me made him comply.
I watched with delight as Jake’s lips wrapped around Mark’s cock, taking it deep into his mouth. Mark got a bit aggressive, grabbing Jake’s head and thrusting hard, making Jake gag and bringing tears to his eyes. Seeing my boyfriend’s face covered in Mark’s cum, his makeup running from his tears, was even more arousing than I anticipated. Jake’s humiliation and my power over him made the moment perfect.
After Mark finished, it was Linda’s turn. Jake licked and sucked her with fervor, his cock straining against the sheer fabric of his nighty. She moaned and writhed, clearly enjoying the attention. I couldn’t help but join in, making sure Jake knew he was my little sissy slut, here to please everyone.
The vacation continued in a similar vein, with Jake enduring endless humiliation and arousal. Each day, I chose a different outfit, each more revealing than the last. One evening, I dressed him in a tight, skimpy lingerie set and made him cook dinner for us while I lounged and watched. The sight of him bending over, his ass barely covered by the lacy panties, was a delicious treat.
By the end of the vacation, Jake had fully embraced his role as my sissy. He learned to enjoy the humiliation, the thrill of being exposed and objectified. And I reveled in the power and control, knowing I had transformed him into my perfect little plaything.
Thank you for giving me a platform to share my story. I hope it inspires others to explore their desires and embrace their fantasies, no matter how unconventional they may be.
Sincerely,
Roxanne
Joey’s Camping Adventure
Dear FemdomU,
I never thought I’d be writing in to share an experience like this, but after reading some of the incredible stories on your site, I felt inspired to add my own. My name is Joey, I’m 21, and this is the story of a camping trip that changed my life forever.
It all started when I went camping with my best friend Ryan and his girlfriend, Lana. I had no idea the innocent trip was going to turn into one of the most sexually adventurous times of my youth! We had planned the trip for weeks and all three of us were excited to spend a weekend in the great outdoors. Unfortunately, I forgot my tent at home, so we ended up sharing Ryan and Lana’s tent. It was cramped, a tent meant to comfortably sleep two or tightly sleep three.
As night fell, we settled into our sleeping bags, ready for a peaceful night under the stars. That’s when Lana broke the silence with a bold declaration: she was horny and wanted us to service her. I was confused at first, not quite sure what she meant. But Ryan immediately stripped down and knelt before her, looking up at her with devotion and desire.
My heart raced as I watched my best friend, usually so confident and strong, kneel submissively before Lana. A fire ignited inside of me, a primal desire for dominance and control. Before I could fully comprehend my actions, I found myself obeying Lana’s command to strip naked. My friend’s eyes were now on me and a grin grew across his face as I joined him on the ground, our bodies exposed and vulnerable before Lana. She looked down at us with a wicked smirk, relishing in the power she held over us like a puppet master. In that moment, I knew I would do anything to please her and satisfy this newfound hunger within me.
She spread her legs wide and demanded that we pleasure her. In a hypnotic trance, Ryan and I moved in unison, our tongues ravaging her body with wild abandon. We devoured her, eagerly licking every inch of her ass and vagina, taking turns and sometimes working together in a frenzied dance. The scent and taste of her skin were like an addictive drug that sent shivers down our spines. Suddenly, our tongues met in a primal kiss, our mouths slick with her intoxicating juices. In that moment, all barriers broke as we gave into our deepest desires, submitting not only to her but to each other as well. The combination of her intoxication and his aggressive tongue left me in a state of total surrender, lost in a whirlwind of pleasure and passion.
As the night enveloped us in its dark embrace, she commanded us both to take her, one after the other, our bodies moving in perfect rhythm under her control. The air was charged with primal energy as we hungrily devoured each other, unleashing untamed passion unlike anything I had ever experienced. Lana’s screams of pleasure echoed through the tent, and I felt an intense connection to both her and Ryan. At one point, Ryan lay on his back while Lana straddled him, eagerly guiding my throbbing cock into her tight back entrance. The sensation was mind-blowing, thrusting into her while feeling Ryan’s own thick member filling her from the opposite side. And as moans of ecstasy escaped his lips, it was clear that Ryan was experiencing the same intense pleasure as me.
Lana’s command washed over me like a scorching wave, leaving my mind in turmoil. I couldn’t believe what she was asking of me – to pleasure another man in the most intimate way possible. My heart raced as I looked into Ryan’s eyes, seeking some sort of reassurance or understanding. He gave me a nod and a suggestive pout of his lips, his approval for what was to come. “Joey,” he said with a sly grin, “don’t make her wait.”
With trembling hands, I reached out for Ryan, my best friend who I had never considered in a sexual manner until that very moment. But there was no turning back now. Lana’s commanding presence demanded obedience and I followed through, taking Ryan in my mouth. The rush of fear and excitement coursed through my body, overwhelming any doubt or hesitation.
As we moved together, our bodies intertwining in ways we never thought possible, Lana watched with a satisfied smile, her control over both of us palpable. And in that intense moment, our friendship evolved into something deeper and more primal.
Ryan’s pleasure was evident as he forced himself deeper into my throat while Lana held me in place. The tears streaming down my face only seemed to add to his arousal as he grinned down at me with an expression of pure dominance. And somehow, amidst the chaos and taboo nature of it all, I felt an inexplicable closeness to him.
In that moment, with Ryan driving himself to new heights of ecstasy and Lana pulling all the strings, I knew I would do anything for them. My role as a willing vessel for their desires solidified our bond as friends, but also opened up a whole new world of possibilities between us.
Lana’s grip was unyielding as she pushed me down onto the ground, forcing me to lie on my back with my head propped up. Ryan stood in front of me, his cock once again at my mouth. My heart raced with a mix of excitement and fear as Lana climbed on top, her body pressing against mine as she rode me vigorously. Meanwhile, Ryan towered over us, his massive member filling my mouth and making it difficult to breathe. I felt myself edging closer to climax when suddenly, Ryan’s voice broke through the haze: “Lana, can I please cum?” Panic rose within me as he continued to thrust into my throat, his grip on my hair keeping me in place. And then, upon receiving Lana’s permission, Ryan released himself inside me like a volcano, his hot release shooting down my throat in an intense burst. Ryan had no concern for my pain and discomfort, and I had no choice but to swallow every drop, trapped by Ryan’s unrelenting hold on me.
With my mouth still filled with my buddy’s pulsating cock, I felt Lana’s body moving on top of mine, her moans echoing in my ears as she rode me harder and faster. The pressure building inside me was overwhelming, and before Ryan could even pull out of my mouth, I erupted inside his girlfriend, our bodies entwined in a passionate frenzy.
That night shattered all my preconceived notions about sex and opened up a whole new world of possibilities. Under Lana’s complete control, I experienced the intoxicating mix of fear and pleasure that comes with submitting to a dominant woman. Since then, I have embraced my desires and explored every facet of my sexuality without shame or hesitation.
Thank you for giving me the opportunity to share my story. I hope it inspires others to embrace their deepest desires and seek out thrilling new experiences.
Sincerely,
Joey
Dominated at the Beach
Dear FemdomU Forum,
When I read your request on Fetlife for Summer Outdoor Femdom experiences, I knew I had to share my story. My name is Sarah, I’m 22 years old, and last summer, my boyfriend and I had an unforgettable day at the beach that turned into one of the most thrilling experiences of our lives.
It all started with a spontaneous decision to visit a secluded beach we had heard about. Before we left, I handed him the tiniest swimsuit I could find—one that left very little to the imagination. His bulge was clearly visible, and I couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement as I imagined parading him around for everyone to see. Of course to make things even harder for him, I kept teasing him, lightly brushing my hand against the bulge, mentioning to him how big he looked. As we walked down the beach, I noticed the lingering glances and whispered comments from people we passed. It was exhilarating, knowing that others were seeing my boyfriend in such a vulnerable state.
After walking for a while, we found a quiet, deserted spot away from prying eyes. I instructed him to lay out the blanket and set up my beach chair. Watching him obediently follow my commands, I felt a surge of power. Once everything was set up, I told him to apply sunscreen on me. His hands were shaky as they started with my shoulders, moving slowly down my back. When he reached my thighs, I spread my legs slightly and whispered for him to go further. He hesitated but obeyed, his hand finding its way to my clit. He began to massage me gently, and I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation.
The beach was mostly quiet, but after a few minutes, I noticed a couple walking in our direction. The thrill of potential exposure made my heart race. I leaned back and, in a low voice, told him to use his mouth on me. He glanced nervously at the approaching couple but didn’t dare disobey. He buried his face between my legs, his tongue exploring me eagerly. The couple walked closer, and I could see them out of the corner of my eye, slowing down as they realized what was happening. The risk of being caught, combined with the expert movements of his tongue, pushed me closer and closer to the edge. I gripped his hair, guiding him as I reached a shattering orgasm.
When I finally released him, I smirked at the couple who had now stopped a short distance away, pretending to look at the ocean. I decided it was time for the next part of my plan. I told my boyfriend to go rinse off in the ocean, but he had to leave his shorts behind. His face turned a deep shade of red, but he complied. Watching him walk naked into the water, trying to cover himself, was both empowering and arousing. The water glistened on his skin as he waded in, and I couldn’t help but admire the view. At this point he had a full-on, raging erection.
He returned, dripping wet and still trying to hide his nakedness with his hands. The cold water had made him go soft again. I ordered him to lie on his back on the blanket. Standing over him, I commanded him to get hard for me. His eyes were wide with a mix of embarrassment and excitement as he began to stroke himself. I watched intently, enjoying the control I had over him. His breathing grew heavier, and his strokes more urgent. I could see his arousal building, the sight of me standing above him driving him wild.
When he finally came, I wasn’t finished with him yet. I knelt down, scooping up his cum with my hand, and then held it to his mouth. “Lick it off,” I ordered. He hesitated for a moment, his eyes darting around nervously, but he did as he was told. Just as he started to clean my hand with his tongue, I noticed the same couple had returned and were watching us with a mix of shock and fascination. Their presence only added to the intensity of the moment.
It was a day of domination, exhibition, and pure, unadulterated pleasure that neither of us will ever forget. The thrill of control, the excitement of being watched, and the raw passion we shared made it an experience like no other.
Yours truly,
Sarah
His first time getting pegged Outside – Did the neighbors see?
My name’s Thaddeus, I’m 27, and I gotta tell ya, never thought I’d be writing one of these letters. Me and my girlfriend saw your call for Summer Outdoor Femdom stories on Fetlife and thought, hell, we’ve never done it outside. So we figured, why not give it a go?
It was just getting dark when we headed out to our backyard. It’s kinda private, but we got neighbors—a single chick on one side and a gay couple on the other. I was hoping like hell nobody was out there ’cause I was set on getting pegged outside, no matter what.
My girlfriend was ready with the big-ass rainbow strap-on we bought recently. That thing is fucking huge! She told me to strip, and even though I was worried someone might see, I did it. The night air hit my skin, and I felt my heart racing. Standing there naked in the backyard was scary and hot as fuck at the same time.
She got into position, and I lowered myself onto her cock. Damn, it was intense. She grabbed my hips and started fucking me hard. Her hips were moving so fast and strong, it felt like I was gonna fall off. Every time she plunged into me, it felt like a mix of pain and pleasure, and I couldn’t help but scream.
I was trying to hold on, but she kept pounding me, deeper and harder. I was yelling like crazy, hoping our neighbors didn’t hear, but also kinda excited by the thought that they might. Her hands were gripping my hips so tight, and she just kept driving her cock into me over and over.
The sky was getting darker, and the stars were coming out. It felt surreal, my girlfriend fucking me in my ass under the open sky. My whole body was trembling, and just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, I came harder than I ever have. It was like an explosion, and I screamed so loud I was sure everyone could hear.
Finally, she slowed down, letting me catch my breath. We were both panting and grinning like idiots. We quickly grabbed our clothes and headed back inside, hearts pounding and bodies tingling. It was the craziest, hottest thing we’ve ever done, and I had to share it with you guys.
Thanks for the inspiration.
Yours truly,
Thaddeus
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