Work/fuck from home [MF]

I’ve been staying over a lot at a fwb’s apartment lately and since we both work from home, he offered me his bedroom to work out of. This has been working out really well because A) I don’t have to rush out the door every morning and B) we get to take lots of “coffee breaks”.

He spends most of the morning in his office while I sprawl out on his bed with my work laptop. I’ve become a pro at multitasking, finishing up proposals while grinding my clit into his pillows, filling out spreadsheets and squirting all over his sheets.

Every few hours, he’ll poke his head in to check up on me. He’ll find me in the middle of a zoom meeting (camera and mic off!), rolling around in his soiled sheets and without a word he’ll hop into bed and begin fucking me raw. He takes me from behind while I lay on my stomach with my meeting continuing in front of me, only pausing to allow me to squeak out rapid one word responses to a colleague’s question. When he cums, he flips me over and drops his load all over my face and tits before heading back to his office so I can reply to emails covered in our filth.

Summer Long [Group] Fuck Fest in Mom’s Bed (pt. 2)

See Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m0tp7d/summer_long_mffuck_fest_in_moms_bed/).

It’s midsummer and we’ve fallen into somewhat of a routine. I have breakfast with my mom until she heads off to work, then I send the text to our group chat. Within 15 min, I hear a knock on my door. It’s my boyfriend, who immediately grabs me and hoists me over his shoulders. After him walks in my best friend Sophie and her boyfriend, who close the door behind us. My boyfriend marches me directly into my mother’s room, followed by Sophie, also being carried over the shoulder of her boyfriend.

Ever since that first day my boyfriend and I decided my little twin sized bed was no longer cutting it, we’ve moved all activity to my mother’s king size. It was such a drastic upgrade that we decided we had room to invite my best friend Sophie and her boyfriend to share. And so began our summer long fuck fest.

The bedroom door slams open as Sophie and I are tossed into my mother’s king sized bed. Sophie and I giggle as we roll around, ruffling the sheets freshly made by my mother just half an hour earlier. We pull each other into an embrace, planting sweet kisses on each other’s lips. Meanwhile, the boys stand at my mom’s vanity, using it to roll up a couple of joints.

Summer Long [MF]Fuck Fest in Mom’s Bed

I was asked if I could go into detail on this so…

It started with me and my boyfriend at the time, struggling to fuck on my little twin sized bed. It’s the summer after high school and we have nothing to do but fuck all day while my mom’s out at work. After one particularly active session, I wound up flat on the floor. “ugh, I wish I had a big bed like my moms…”

“well.. we do have a big bed like your moms…” he says, hoisting me up over his shoulders and carrying me into the hallway. “aha, you can’t be serious? What if she finds out…? What if we make a mess?” I protest as he marches me down the hall, but its obvious i’m excited. “Well we’ll just blame the dog…”

I miss hotel rooms…

With no reason to travel (the whole pandemic thing), I haven’t had the pleasure of fucking in a hotel room in quite a while. Am I the only one who instantly gets horny as soon as that room keycard is swiped?

I love stripping off my clothes as soon as we enter. I love blasting the AC, feeling that crisp air against my bare tits and wet pussy. I love opening the curtains wide, letting the sunshine and curious onlookers in. I love being tossed on the king sized bed, collapsing on the freshly pressed duvet and fluffy down pillows. And I love turning the pristine, white bed into a soiled, sloppy mess.

What is it about hotel rooms that makes me lose all inhabitation? Is it the new environment? The fact that we’re on vacation? Or maybe knowing that we wont have to worry about clean up? (Sorry but prepping the bed with towels back home is so unsexy).

Edge sesh with my best [FF]riend. Pt. 2.

See pt. 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/EdgingTalk/comments/lyi7kb/edge_sesh_with_my_best_friend/).

Its not long before Sophia pounces. She tackles me off my feet, and we both come crashing down onto the mattress. She pins me, both my wrists locked in her hands, held high above my head. She’s soaked from my explosion and it rains down onto my body. She leans in and I close my eyes expecting a kiss, but instead she spits right in my face. Now, this is the Sophie I know! Not the doting, faithful housewife. I’ve awaken the true, filthily, slutty Sophie, and she’s out for blood (or should I say, cum).

She rubs her spit into my face with her palm before sticking her fingers into my mouth. I gag until she pulls them out before plunging her fingers deep into my cunt. Im withering in pleasure, trying to keep my thoughts straight. How did I lose control so quickly? Shes pounding my pussy with her fingers up to her knuckles while biting around my neck. Im using every ounce of strength I have to hold back my cum and she must know that im close because she abruptly stops her attack. She smiles at me, “Truce?” she whispers, before planting a sweet kiss on my lips.

Edge sesh with my best [FF]riend.

I wake up this morning feeling the usual ache between my legs and I instinctually reach for my pillow to begin my morning ritual. I roll over on top of it, pressing my clit onto its soft surface. I open up my phone to load up the usual porn sites and instead see a text from my best friend, Sophia.

“Hubby is out, wanna sesh?” said the message, followed by a pic of her, straddling her own pillow. It’s like we’re twins. I text her back, “on my way ;)”

Sophia and I have been best friends since high school. Through countless sleepovers, we became each other’s first kiss, first sexual experience, and gave each other our first orgasms. We’ve stuck together through countless boyfriends and in Sophie’s case, husbands, keeping the sexual aspect of our friendship a secret.

I force myself out of my bed and rush to put on a pair of yoga pants and hoodie. No use dolling myself up for her, or even showering. She’s used to seeing me at my filthiest. I hope in my car and speed over, one hand on the steering wheel and the other teasing my pussy.

We [Group] trashed a Vegas hotel room.

Back in my hardcore party days, me, my best friend (Sophia) and our boyfriends (Mike and Rich) took a weekend trip out to Vegas to celebrate Sophia’s birthday. The trip consisted of pool parties, clubbing, and a normal amount of drugs and alcohol.

It’s day two and we’re in the hotel elevator heading back to the room. We just left the pool where we fried our brains out on molly. The atmosphere was getting a bit too hectic for Sophia and I so we offered our boyfriends some fun if they’d take us back to the room. It took every ounce of self-constraint not to jump my boy right there in the elevator, surrounded by old, midwestern tourists.

We head back into our suite, where the AC is blasting. The sensation of the cold air blasting against my bikini’d body instantly wakes me up and im back in party mode. I guess the molly hasn’t worn off as much as I thought. I glance at Sophia and I can tell she feels the same.

I [F] fucked my roommate’s pillow

My freshman year of college, I shared a dorm room with another girl and we quickly became very close friends. She was a very cute, small brunette and while I’ve never had bisexual tendencies before, I definitely found myself attracted to her. Halfway through the year, she started dating a guy and and would spend most nights at her boyfriend’s place. Not gonna lie, but I was definitely jealous. Thoughts of her started appearing in my fantasies as I’d pleasure myself alone in our dorm room.

I return back to our dorm late one night after a few drinks, half expecting her to be there… but nope, looks like another night alone. I glance at her bed, and while it’s normally well kept, the sheets are a mess. She must have been here while I was out. Maybe she and her boyfriend enjoyed a quickie here before leaving for the night?

[F] Breaking in my new pillow.

I have been a lifelong pillow humper since I was a teenager. I could spend an entire day in bed grinding my clit into my pillows and its never enough. I only ever stop when the pillowcase is completely soaked thru, and thats only to switch pillows. So when I saw this big fluffy down feather pillow on sale, I had to take it home. It feels just like the premium kinds they have at high-end hotel rooms and I fell in love with it as soon as I gave it a squeeze.

As soon as I got home, I ripped it out of its packaging, fluffed it up and threw it on my bed. I wonder if it knew what its gotten itself into? I wonder if my old pillows, stained and ragged from from past abuse, whispered warnings to it as I began to undress myself.