I’m just looking to chat with fathers that have had sexual or sensual experiences with their sons. Whether they touched them while they were asleep or you just fantasize about, let’s chat. This topic makes me really horny and wet so please dm me ASAP. I AM A WOMAN, just so you know. I am 5’4, have HUGE ass, one to absolutely die for for! And CC boobs. I am white, and love cock. This is one of my favorite fantasies ever. I just love the thought of incest and father son, it makes me dummy wet. I’m talking absolutely flooding my sheets haha. Hence why I NEED someone to help me out on this.
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Tickle War [FM] [Bondage]
I had just got out of the shower and was looking through my closet when in a FLASH my towel was stripped from me! I tried to grab it but he was already winding it up to snap my rear. I took cover on the opposite side of the bed but he followed. In deseperation I climbed over the bed and made a mad dash for the door but within reach I tripped, my escape foiled by a laundry basket.
Before I could gather myself he was on top of me. He started tickling my feet, then worked his way up my legs and to the inside of my thighs. I bucked my hips and kicked my feet like I was running in place with no success. His finger brushed up against the lips of my pussy, sending tingles through my body. Everything in my lower region was contracting, and I thought I was going to pee myself. I started hitting on his back as hard as I could but it was like smacking a brick wall. He stopped….but only briefly, just long enough to turn around and grab both of my wrists with one hand and began tickling my abs! ugh! Then with a wrist firmly in each hand he pinned arms against the floor, then leaned forwarded putting his lips over my nipple. I stopped fighting for a moment as a warm sensation ran through my body. As much as I enjoyed it, the competitive side of me wouldn’t give up.
More Blasts [MF] from the past
Another in my series of sexual reminiscences…
I was recently divorced and Carrie had ended a rocky relationship herself. She was all of 5’5”, ruby red hair, milky pale skin, big full naturally red lips with an impressive rack for a woman her size…nice looking ass to boot. We worked together, but weren’t in the same division. A long work event took us to a rainy dreary Midwest city for a four day visit at a pretty nice old hotel. Through a crazy mix up Carrie ended up with a one bedroom suite all to herself. Work reception ended, group of staff went to dinner, hit a store for some beer and back to the hotel. Carrie offered to host the after party in her spacious accommodations. She and I sat at the table and shared details from each of our breakups for a while. Party came to a halt when hotel security knocked on the door with a complaint about the noise. Everyone headed for their rooms. I got to my room a couple floors down and my phone rang. It was Carrie, she said I’d left my meeting material behind on the big table in her outer room and she’d leave the door open wit the deadbolt so I could grab it real quick since she wasn’t on duty till the next afternoon. So, I popped back up, slipped into the outer room of her suite and tiptoed over to the table…not wanting to disturb her. As I passed the door to the bedroom I caught her out of the corner of my eye….I froze in my tracks. There she was, standing in the doorway with her rob on but not closed around her completely naked body. I worked my way up from her bare feet, past her toned calves, her milky thighs, her flaming red bush (this is ‘99, before the shaved pussy era had dawned), her just ever so slightly soft tummy, her even sexier that I’d imagined plump D cup tits and finally to her smirky lips which uttered only two word in reply to my long lingering tour of her body: So, hi.
[MF] After Being Forced Apart… We Came Together. – Recent Sex With Co-Worker
A couple weeks into working with Carol, I was sure that there would never be anything sexual between us. It wasn’t that she was unattractive – in fact, when she had first settled into the desk across from mine and introduced herself, my initial impression was that I would have work hard at not coming across too flirty. That notion had quickly faded as Carol checked box after box of irksome co-worker traits; talked just a little too much and too loudly, ate food that smelled a bit too pungent. She finely walked the line, not so bad at that anyone would feel justified calling her out for it, but just enough to slowly get under your skin.
When the people involved are good at heart, time tends to dull these minor annoyances, and so was the way with Carol and as the person underneath the irritation emerged we grew into great collaborators with an adequate friendship.
[FM] Am I a Cougar or just a slut?
So, I am getting bored at home with this quarantine and decided to share something from last year.
I am 33 y.o married woman looking up well for my age, staying in shape with work outs etc. My hubby is 41 y.o, not so fit business guy. As you’d know we are having fairly boring bed room and I mostly end up playing with my self lot.
Last year during summer we went to Mexico for the all inclusive vacation. My hubby was busy on his phone all the time or sitting by the pool in our resort drinking beers. I get bored after couple of days and I started to wonder around. I met two 19 & 20 y.o hippie boys in a bar, Both were above 6′ tall, macular and dirty clothes (hard to tell when they had last shower) lol.
UPDATE: Ran into my [F] Neighbour [M] Outside and he Showed me his Garage…
I’ve been debating sharing this update, but I don’t think I can resist writing about it… I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it so maybe this will help. A little background: one morning a week or so ago, my neighbour looked in my living room window and caught me touching myself. The full story is in a previous post of mine, if you’re curious about how this whole thing started.
Today I woke up early again. No particular reason; I had stayed quiet and still in bed for a few minutes trying to figure out if something had woken me, but I heard nothing except Ian’s gently breathing. I checked my phone. 9:00am. Early, too early really, but I felt awake. I rose from the bed and dressed as quietly as I could, replacing the short pyjama shorts and baggy t I usually slept in with my favourite black leggings and a loose black hooded sweatshirt. Pulling my wild morning hair out from the neckhole of the sweater, I snagged a pair of socks for my cold feet and then I slipped into the hall, closing the bedroom door behind me.
That one time I got [f]ucked in an electrical room by a guy I just met at the bar.
This happened about 3 years ago. I was 21 and just got my first full-time job out of university. This was a time in my life where there was a lot of drinking and partying because, hey, I can afford it now.
One horny night, I was invited out by a guy I had matched with on Tinder. We’ll call him Antoine.
Antoine is a 32-year-old mixed-race (Canadian/Jamaican) purser based in my city. We had matched for probably more than a month by that time, exchanged texts occasionally and we must have tried to set up a meeting at least twice but due to his being in-and-out of the city, it just never happened. So while I thought he was super cute and hot in his pictures and videos, I simply lost interest.
It was Monday evening. I had just gotten home from work and was almost ready to get into my jammies when I got a text: “I’m in the city, hanging out with some friend in A Jamaican Bar at Some Hotel. Wanna join us?” It was late. I was tired. I was supposed to have work early the next morning but the irresponsible, horny part of my brain thought, “you know what? Fuck it. Let’s meet this guy.”
Lockdown [W]ife and [M]self can’t stop ourselves! ANR and rough sex (long)
I can’t’ go into all the details or this would be way to long but I was recently exposed to Covid and didn’t find out until too late. My wife and I have now been exposed and are awaiting our results. We are quarantined for better or for worse.
We are both early 30s and she has beautiful brown hair with green eyes. She has a wonderful ass and a great rack.(D Cup) and a nice ass. I’m brown hair and eyes, real mans beard, and 6 inches plus depending hard hard she can make me lol. We are not super fit or anything but average.
We have been going at it like crazy lately. I think I have been cumming around 6-10 times a day. We both feel exhausted like we have been ran over but can’t resist one another. I have basically no or a very short refractory period and she just keeps attacking me for more. I can’t refuse. We usually go at it pretty rough and we both have hickeys and bruises and are so sore but woth it. Best cardio of my life.
Finally Fucking Her With Another Man [MFM]: Part V
[Part IV HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ft7jbv/a_hand_job_in_a_public_hot_springs_in_big_sur/)
She was on her hands and knees with the collar around her neck and her hair in a high pony tail. The bathroom’s tile floor felt cold under my feet. “Keep your eyes down and your ass up,” I commanded. I had told her how I’d fuck her and what she needed to do 100s of times before, but my voice wavered a bit and I know she could tell I was nervous. I reached down and hooked the buckle of her leash, a leash I had bought at a CVS a couple of years before, through the buckle of her collar.
“Don’t you fucking speak until you’re spoken to,” I commanded and she smiled, mostly to herself, probably at how unsure I still sounded. “yes daddy,” she whispered and I watched her run her tongue over her cherry red lips. I bent over and slid the black sleeping mask I had just been given on my delta flight over her eyes. “Tumi?” she whispered, on her hands and knees, leashed and now blindfolded, momentarily cracking the tension. She knew how many of those delta sleeping kits ended up collecting in my luggage. I wrapped the leash around my fist a couple times and stood up. Her body tensed. I could see it.
[M]y first cougar experience
Everyone has a first. The first kiss, the first time they had sex, the first bf or gf. It’s a moment that will stick with you for the rest of your life. I have always been attracted to older women. On the night that I turned 21, I had my first encounter with a cougar.
My family and I had just landed in Vegas to celebrate my 21st birthday. I remember being so excited. For 21 years I have watched my parents gamble and I have waited for when it was my turn. Little did I know I would be getting something better.
We had just got to our hotel and I was in my room waiting for my family to get ready. While I was waiting, I decided to go on tinder to see what was here in Vegas. I remember seeing this older woman. I was intrigued. I’ve always had a thing for older women so I decided “Fuck it” so I swiped right.
A couple hours later while eating dinner I got a notification on my phone. I was shocked. It was her… She had messaged me. We talked for a few hours and I found out that she was actually about 5 min away from my hotel. By then my interest for gambling had stopped and we decided to meet.