Category: eroticliterature

Even [M]ore fun with the ex-[W]ife

Start of this story can be found here

Better sex with ex-[W]ife then when [M]arried from gonewildstories

This night we were getting ready to sit down and watch another murder mystery documentary. I have started watching these a bit lately with her as they are pretty interesting. She has been watching them for years.

We showered and got in our PJs and sat on the lounge and she threw her legs over me and expected me to to massage her feet while we watch. Now I use to hate giving foot massages but now for some reason just the thought of rubbing cream or oil all over her feet gets me hard.

I start rubbing and tickling her feet as the show starts and she asks if I wanted her to get the cream as they were a bit dry. I said sure. She comes back with the moisturizing cream and a towel so it doesn’t get on my boxers. Normally this isn’t a concern as it has previously lead to her rubbing her feet on my dick through my boxers and then straight on my dick. Read more »

Training Session

I knocked hard on the front door three times, shocking my frozen knuckles awake. a wave of nervousness passed through me. There hadn’t been much excitement with my wife at home in a long time, but it was just a friendly visit. Sure, she seemed to always catch my eye at practice, and it wasn’t uncommon for her pretty smile and teasing laugh to wander through my thoughts, but we had a tournament to train for and we wanted to win.

A shadow passed behind the frosted sidelites and excited anticipation washed over me. As she opened the door, the cold air melted away and I felt absolutely stunned. After so many months of training in our uniforms, it’s always exciting to see another student outside the dojo for the first time, but she was something else. She wore a blue floral patterned sundress that clung to her hips and accentuated the line of her petite frame. As my brain worked to restart, goosebumps were starting to dot her exposed legs.
“Are you coming inside, or are you just going to stand there?” She blushed, inviting me in with a warm smile. I laughed, and grinned sheepishly as I greeted her. Following her inside, a citrusy fragrance drifted in her wake. Her silky black hair was usually tied back, but now it streamed behind her and fell down her back to the top of her tail bone. Read more »

My twin brother

My twin brother was straight I thought as I use to hear him through the walls fucking his girlfriend which turned me on so much.

It took me 18 years to get the courage to touch my twins massive cock and when I did it was magical.

I found out I was sexually attracted to my twin brother around 16, we where at a beach and he took his top off and was soaking wet coming out of the sea. The trucks just stuck to his Buldge made a shape around it. That’s why I knew I needed to taste it.

I use to seek into the bathroom and get the boxers he used for the day and just smell them knowing his big cock been sweating in them all day got me so horney and hard.

The way his big thick buldge would swing around in his pj’s just hitting his thighs and when he would stand still. It would still jiggle for abit was too hot use to have to run and wank over the thought of them. Read more »

Daddy’s Favourite Part 2 (M/F/F)

The look on her face now reads a different story. Jealousy or desire? I keep my eyes on hers as Daddy slowly pulls out of me. I love the feeling of my pussy gripping onto his cock as he slowly slides it out, his warm cum slowly dripping out of me. I turn back to look at him.

His eyes watch his own delicious cum pouring out between my spread open legs. He speaks for the first time, his voice loud and dominant, “You were a very good girl. You know what happens to good girls?” He stares at me as he poses his question. I shake my head, unable to speak as my thoughts blur, thinking about what may happen next. 

“We’ll just have to show you.” He moves towards her and slowly unties her ropes. I look at her face and she smirks at me. It’s definitely a look of desire. This time it’s for me. 

She exhales as she is untied, finally free to move. She moves over to me and looks at me helpless, the ropes holding me open, giving her a great view between my legs. She desperately wants to taste Daddy’s cum. She doesn’t waste any time before her head is between my legs, lapping up Daddy’s cum mixed with my juices.  Read more »

Medication and Lactation [Str8] [MF] [Lactation] [Fetish] [Breastfeeding] [Brunette]

***All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older***

My sister clasped her hands together and gave me the best puppy-dog eyes she could manage. “Please? It would really make my night. Jay and I haven’t had a date night in weeks! And every time I visit her she wants to chat for hours…”

I smirked. I was exhausted, but I could never say “no” to her. I was the big brother, right? It was my job to help.

“Alright,” I conceded as I snatched the brown paper bag from the living room table. “What’s the address?”

“Oh, thank you so much, Mark!” she said as she threw her arms around my neck, wrapping me in a bear hug. “I owe you one.” She let go and picked up her phone. “I’ll send you the pin to her apartment.”

My phone ‘dinged’ and I tapped the address on the screen, pulling up my maps app. At least it was on my way home. And it was mid-summer, so the sun wouldn’t set for a while.

“Got it,” I confirmed. “Anything I should know about her?” Read more »

You like what you see? [F/M, office, stranger]

Never in my life had I felt so burned-out, so tired, old. I didn’t like what I saw in the mirror – I looked wrinkly and my eyes seemed to have lost their brightness and glow. And I really couldn’t stand my body anymore. I felt caged in a body deserted of youth and beauty. There I was – older than I wanted to feel and uglier than I wanted to be. But no matter that, life continued and my office job was waiting for me. So I did my best, put on some decent clothes and a nice, fake smile and headed for the shiny high-rise building that was going to be my place of work for the next eight hours.

Nothing spectacular happened and the working hours were crawling towards six o’clock in a sadistically sloth-like manner. Right before I wanted to pack my stuff and go back to my place, Sue showed up and informed me that an IT specialist was going to show up in half an hour and that I had the honor of staying here longer and showing him to the server room. Everybody left the office and there I was sitting on my desk waiting for that stupid guy. I was then pacing around and found myself staring at the mirror in the conference room. It was a sore sight and I felt sorry for myself. And I hate people who indulge in self-pity. And I hated myself for having become one of these. Read more »

Secluded Park Bench

I throw one arm casually over the back of my bench, lifting one foot onto my knee and trying to let my muscles relax. It’s been a long day, but the crisp twilight air imposes a stillness on my body. I allow myself a few long sips from my flask of Cider, feeling the rum kindle a fire in my belly.

*I love my wife, but how can I feel so neglected?* I run my fingers through my silky hair and absent mindedly rub my freshly shaven jaw line. *I thought she would notice all the work I put into trying to look really nice for tonight.* Creaking branches and tumbling leaves pull me back to the present, and I spot a figure moving down the trail toward me. My muscles tense for a moment until I can see it’s just a runner passing through my secluded headspace.

As she rounds the corner, I smile warmly, trying in vain to moderate my gaze. *Was that a mischievous smile she gave just me?* I can’t be sure in the evening light, surely she was just being polite. Stopping a few feet from my bench, she tries to look innocent, getting on one knee to tie her shoe. Suddenly, she turns her head towards me, smirking as she catches my wandering eyes dart away from all her curves.

Late at the office.

(me and my lady send things like this to each other, curious as to how bad I am, wrote this one on no sleep)

Today has been a very special day… You’d done something for me I would dream about for the rest of my life…

Last week I bought you a long jacket that nearly came to your knees…

And for our date night tonight it was the only thing you wore…

You’re driving us home… Or so I thought when we pull into your work…

“Forget something?” I ask with a smirk.

“Now it’s your turn to do something for me…”

You turn off the car and I kiss you… I reach under your jacket to marvel at your body… I feel how wet you are… God you’re fucking soaked…

“I need you to fuck me baby, c’mon” you practically jump out of the car and eagerly skip to the building, I’m racing to keep up…

The air outside is crisp, but the office feels warm… You turn one light on, the light behind the counter… Read more »

My Sister’s Best Friend Asked Me to Explain Teabagging, So I Showed Her [Part 2] [M/F]

Last night when I fired up my Xbox and took a seat on the couch, I was restless. I kept shifting from cushion to cushion like I couldn’t find the magical spot where I played best. My first few matches were absolute garbage.

I wish I could say it’s because my controller has been acting up–after four years of constant gaming, it has developed a sticky left trigger. But the truth is that I was distracted.

Kiera was spending the night at our house for the first time since Thanksgiving. (I will put the link to that story in the comments!)

When she and Bethany arrived home from college just before dinner, I had to pretend like Kiera was just another one of my sister’s friends. In reality, she is now my esports coach … with benefits. This is fitting because she’s the best player on her university’s actual esports team.

She’s the reason my in-game competitive ranking is now higher than any of my friends. Ironically, she’s also the reason I was playing so poorly yesterday evening. Read more »

From Submissive to Dominant [FMF]

I walked into the living room to find Anne, my girlfriend, eating pussy. Her friend, Kathy, was splayed out on the couch, writhing on Anne’s tongue. Kathy was naked, Anne wore only her favorite pair of green panties. It was clear they weren’t expecting me. When Kathy noticed me she jumped and scrambled to cover herself with a cushion. She pointed imperiously at the door behind me.

“Get out.”

Anne and Kathy had been fucking for about a month now. The first time they’d had sex I’d been there watching. [Kathy had dominated Anne and forced her out of her comfort zone.](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rz71nc/soft_shoulders_and_dangerous_curves_ffm/) It had been beautiful to see. They’d had sex twice since then, just the two of them. I was happy that Anne was getting the chance to thoroughly explore a facet of her sexuality and I very much enjoyed the detailed reports I got afterwards.

Kathy wasn’t sure what to make of my role in their relationship. She once tried to convince Anne to leave me and that first time they’d fucked it had been as much about Kathy trying to show her dominance over Anne as anything else. But Anne, although enjoying being submissive, had made it clear that her relationship with me took primacy. Read more »