How I beca[M]e a reusable cock in my neighbourhood

I apologise in advance for any grammatical mistakes as English is not my native language.

This event commenced way back in 2013 when I just started college. I had just turned 18, average at the time, 5’11 and a way too much enraging hormones. I was horny all the time. I used to jerk off on random ads featuring women on the newspaper, had just discovered porn and time used to fly. I just needed an isolated space, I was a perv to say the least as I stared at random women on the street through my terrace to jerk off.

I come from a highly conservative and noble background as most of the middle class families were in those days. I was often caught and thrashed due to my pervert charades. But jerking off was the only thing that kept me sane at that time.

During the autumn months, a huge festival is organised every year at my neighbourhood and everyone is involved in the festivities. The ceremonies were all crowded and hugely revered. I was helping out my mother as she was the head of the women’s committee involved with the festival. She asked me to go get some plates and other utensils for the ceremony. I went back to my house to find it empty as my sister was at the venue and my father was out for work and wouldn’t return till the evening.

Unexpected [M]eet

So I was just spending my weekend at home with my wife and my friend knocks on my door. When I open the door its my good friend and next to him is my ex, who I had to part ways after being together for 4 years due to long distance relationship, when she had to move to a different city. And as always forbidden fruits are always beautiful. She had that glow on her face that I remember of. I was lost for words and I invited them in.

Once Inside I introduced her to my wife as an old friend to not make things awkward. My Ex told she was in town for a few days and my friend suggested she should stay in my place as she was yet to get a hotel. I was still trying to figure out what was happening and I agreed that she should stay in my place. My ex was hesitant but my wife, being non the wiser, insisted her to stay in our place and she obliged.

[MF] Turning a new nurse into my own personal fuckslut part 1.5

Part one here: [The Beginning](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nm7yhs/mf_turning_a_new_nurse_into_my_own_personal/)

I appreciate all the feedback from the first post. I’m doing my best to convey what occurred between two consenting adults. I understand not everyone shares the same kinks that I do and hey you do you. But both parties involved in these encounters were happy with how things transpired. So, if you don’t like what you’re reading hit the back button and never think of it again.

I’ll start out this story by describing what Kayla looked like. This will be more of a 1.5 post with the final part coming soon.

We have all seen the tightly toned chicks that post on other subs and basically beg for upvotes. I’ve been with girls like that when I was younger but they aren’t really my jam anymore. Ever tried to slap a chick’s ass or grab a tiddy and you can’t because doing so hurts your hand? See where I’m going? Kayla was definitely more my style. She was nice and fluffy. Long dark brown hair. Deep brown eyes I constantly found myself absorbed in. Probably D-cups that fit a hand perfectly with delicious brown nipples, each adorned with a barbell through them. She had a bit of a tummy and that’s exactly what I mean. She had a small amount of belly fat, not a gut. Nice wide hips that looked amazing in scrubs.

A (Sexy) Review of A Private Suite in the Sky [MF] – Part 1

So Cassie (27) and I (Adam, 32) are going to write this story together for the monthly contest because we have a fun story about joining the Mile High Club.

Well, renewing our membership, anyway. We applied for the first time sneaking handjobs underneath the blanket in economy. Not this time!

This airline’s residence in the air is not so much a plane ticket as a travel experience. One that we paid pay 5 figures for. Thanks, Bitcoin!

Our flight was in the early afternoon but the experience began early that morning when we woke up and pinched ourselves that we were going to travel in super luxury, something we had never done before. I showered and got ready – our driver would be there to pick us up in an hour. Cassie was getting ready in the main bathroom.

C: I got my first inklings as to how the day would go when I saw Adam walk out into the kitchen. He wore khaki dress pants and a light blue blazer with matching suede shoes. Damn he looked good.

Got caught blowing my man in the Men’s department store change room [F] (video just before getting caught included)

What are men’s department store changing rooms for? Giving very public blowjobs is the right answer. After spending all day with no underwear and a plug in my ass I had to relieve some of my mans tensions. He knew I had been [playing around](https://i.imgur.com/UuvCVPM.gifv) in the female change room while trying clothes on.

Honestly, we thought there was no one else around. A couple of empty change rooms. The attendant was on the other side of the store. And a lot of mirrors to get a good view of me on my knees. What better chance to get my slut on.

Well I got to it. My man loves recording me getting slutty in public so he snapped a couple of [pictures](https://i.imgur.com/HE2Lu5r.jpg) Before taking a (https://i.imgur.com/MMS4i6c.gifv). Just as I was getting into we heard a click of a door unlatching. It was quite funny. I don’t think he saw us as he had his hands full with all the clothes he was trying on but he gave me the biggest smile on the way out so he knows.

But hey, if he didn’t see he missed a good show.

I [M] had first-date sex in a parking spot outside of a bar

I’m just a dad who’s working from home in an empty house and it’s given me time to reminisce about the good, old (read: single) days. I thought I’d write down some of my greatest hits to share with all of you. Hope you enjoy.

Before I met my wife, I used to love online dating. It was like shooting fish in a barrel or, better yet, online shopping for women. I used Tinder a lot and all the online dating sites. It resulted in lots of conversations with women, which turned into lots of dates and plenty of encounters. I always knew I wanted to settle down but I also knew I wanted to have as much fun as I could before that, and I knew if I’d know when I met the right woman.

When I was single, my approach was simple: I knew – and still know – that every woman has an inner slut. It was a matter of getting them to show it. Men, listen up: Women are like onions. Keep peeling back their layers and they’ll eventually peel off their clothes. And I also knew that I needed to use my words to start turning women on. Not just send them dick pics. I used my words carefully and wisely. It worked.

[MF] [LONG] Brutally Using My Princess: Our First CNC Experience.

TW: rape

Elizabeth and I have always had some kind of dominant/submissive dynamic together from the very first time I fucked her in a hotel room, throwing and dragging her around the bed in all the ways we’d spoke about during the seemingly endless build up of in person flirting and highly descriptive text exchanges.

From that night our relationship intensified like wildfire. Before long she was calling me daddy and she became my princess. Her desire to be used hard and degraded but then nursed affectionately afterwards worked in perfect harmony with my own desire to have a beautiful little girl I could dominate and care for.

And she is such a beautiful girl. 5’4″ with colourful shoulder length hair that frames an adorable face with big gleaming eyes that feel as though they can look right into your mind and a smile that’s somehow simultaneously innocent and suggestive. Her body is soft and curved in all the right places with her boobs, hips and arse perfectly shaped for grabbing and slapping, made all the better by her walk which pulls your gaze from across the room with the wiggle in her hips and an aura of playfulness and mystery.

I fucked my boss in the bathroom at a work Penthouse party![FM]

So, this story happened just over a year ago when I was relatively new and junior at my company. A team of 40 of us had been working on a massive project for the last few months and we had an upcoming Penthouse party to celebrate the halfway point.

Anyways, there had always been plenty of natural banter between my manager and I. He was intelligent, dominant and known as the well-like funny Boss. Oh, what a deadly combo. What started as brief chats in the kitchen between us quickly became one on one “mentoring meetings” between the most senior and the most junior. Still, it was somewhat professional, but occasionally subtly deliciously flirtatious.

My brother’s best friend fucked me at my brother’s wedding! [FM]

Not long before the pandemic I was a bridesmaid at my brother’s wedding, and for a typical wedding here in the UK the bridesmaids dance with the groomsmen during the first dance.

The groomsmen I was to dance with was one of my brother’s best friends who I’ve known since we were all kids, though he’s like 6/7 years older than me. For the sake of the story I’ll just call him “my groomsman”. I was always a quiet kid growing up so I’ve barely ever spoken to this guy and was so nervous about having to dance with him in front of everyone.

Before the ceremony began we were all sitting in the lounge area as guests arrived, when ‘my groomsman’ comes over and sits with me. We’re just chatting away, about how it’s crazy we all knew each other as kids and now we’re all grown up, getting married etc. He asks me if I’ll be dancing with him later tonight! My heart sank as I was trying to put my mind off it til I had to. I joked around that I’m a terrible dancer and wished we didn’t have to do it, then he suggested we could go to up to his room and ‘practice’ a slow dance!! I was completely taken by surprise, I wasn’t sure if he genuinely wanted to practice a dance or if he had something else in mind. The more I thought about it, the more I realised didn’t care what he meant.

[F] Hot tub slut

One time my friend invited me over to the hot tub in her apartment building. There was this guy black, tall and muscular. Once I noticed his big dick under the swim shorts, my pussy started tingling and leaking juice. We all got our swimsuits on, I had a little bikini that was pretty cheeky. We were going down the stairs and that guy walked pass me. I could feel his dick and arms brushes swiftly against my bottom. I let out a little yelp because I’m weak and can’t help myself. We started talking and got in the hot tub together.
I could clearly feel the sexual tensions between us and soon he started placing his hand on my thighs and slowly groping me underwater. He whispered in my ear “stay quiet” and slowly started rubbing my pussy. He teased me and fingered me for a solid 10 minutes and told me to sit on his lap. I could feel his boner. Again, I can’t help myself since I’m a barely legal horny slut. I can’t fight back this urge of having him right there and I hug him with my legs. I feel his hands going slowly down my ass and squeeze it hard. I slowly move my hips in circles so my pussy will rub against his dick and I could hear him moan quietly to my ear. I feel one hand moving slowly down, moving my bikini away and start to massage my clit. I lower one hand so I can do the same for him but he tells me no. “Keep it there” too many curious eyes will notice.
It was getting late, so everyone started to go inside but he told them we would be up in a minute, but just as he said that he slid his shorts to the side and his dick went straight up and hit my clit and I jumped and yelped. My friends definitely knew what was going on but there was no stopping me at that point and we fucked in the hot tub. I felt the tension built inside me as fast as he was pounding me, it was delicious and so erotic having him like this. I just let go… My legs, my hips, my chest, everything felt incredible tense when my muscles contracted at the same time as my pussy pulsated with his dick deep inside me. I collapsed on his neck still shaking. I let go of the embrace of mylegs and he just hold me there while I came to my senses again. He stroke my hair and said softly to me: “…I’m not done with you yet”. That point, I knew that he wont stop until I pass out from all the orgasms.