[M]ild initiation o[f] a young girl to the BDSM lifestyle [Long][Part 5]

This is the continuation of a longer story. You can find the previous parts in my post history

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Susan stood there, excited and nervous, waiting for the unknown. I walked up to her, picked her up and gently placed her on my bed. She offered me her hands, knowing that she was supposed to be tied up. I smiled at her eagerness.

“Tonight, your submission is not going to be for me. Tonight, it’s going to be all about you. Your submission, will be to yourself.”

I took her hands and tied them up by her wrists to the headboard of the bed with my belt.

“There are many forms of submission, and while D/s involves submitting to your partner, to fulfill the Dom’s needs and their expectations, a Sub must never forget that the reason she chooses to submit is to experience joy herself. If it is indeed in her submission that she finds joy, does it not make sense that her true submission is indeed to her own pleasure?”

She nodded in agreement.

“Tonight, you’re gonna learn the true joy in letting go. All you need to do is follow my instructions, and focus your attention on the sensations I want you to experience.”

Thanksgiving Stuffing [FM]

I know that updating stories are not everybody’s favorite thing; being forced to read 50 stories in order to jerk off because you somehow missed the first 49 installments is nobody’s idea of a good time. But if you are the type of person that enjoys the plots and characters in porn, it’s the burden that you bear. So for better or for worse, here is a [link] (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8ntuq0/fucking_my_married_coworker_fm) to the prequel to this story. For the lazy, I banged my married coworker (Kristen) that then moved away with her husband (Will) to go to grad school out of state. This happened back in May, and that is where our story begins. I hope you enjoy.

About two weeks after Kristen and Will had taken off north, I was a bit of a mess. I still texted her some but nowhere near how much I wanted to, and I could not say what I really wanted to say in case her husband was around. And to be honest I had no idea how exactly she felt about me. I was laying on the couch vaguely watching Parks and Rec while I was staring at my phone, waiting for her to send me a message. I was suddenly hit in the face by a flying pillow.

[M] 20- Lost my virginity to a stripper

Have a gf, but for religious reasons she doesnt want sex till marriage, which incredible frustrates me. On my birthday, my friends took me to a strip joint. I LOVED IT! But one dancer stood out- curvy wide hips, thich thighs, HUGE ass and busty tits. I watched her for 90% of the time till she finished up and offered me a private dance which was in a surprisingly very private room. As a junior medical scientist I had at least enough money for it.

**Private dance…**

As she danced on me and she let me feel her curves etc, the energy between us was just magical, we locked eyes so deeply and she actually blushed. I was rock hard at this point and as it was so obvious, she actually sat on my lap and grinded. We talked by flirting kinda how you would in a bar, till she said “maybe you wann take this to the next level babe?”. I had enough money so I eagerly went for the opportunity, taking my wallet out. As I did, she threw it away.

**The kiss..**

The Accidental Handjob ,[MF]

This is not mine- but I found it here [https://www.solotouch.com/story/the-accidental-handjob-20820](https://www.solotouch.com/story/the-accidental-handjob-20820) I wanted to share it- because it was good!

*This is a true story*

*(Story refers to Canadian Dollars)*

I am not a touchy-feely kind of person. Blame it on strict parents and a strict religious upbringing. I’m working with a therapist to get over this. She recommended that I get a one hour’s ‘Californian massage’-nothing more. This is a very light and sensual massage and would be a whole new experience for me. I wanted to keep sex out of the picture (for now anyway) so I tried booking a massage appointment at a respectable sports clinic, but the first available slot was after my next therapy session. I took the earliest booking they had and asked to be wait-listed. After a few days, no one had cancelled and I really wanted the experience before my next meeting with my therapist.

Three days before, I passed by a ‘Clinique Massotherapie’ as they are called here in Quebec. I called the number posted on the sign outside. I wrote it down.

[MFM] My First Cuckoldress

The first time I fucked a cuckoldress was a few years ago, back in Las Vegas. On my way into town, my local booty call wasn’t returning messages. We had a bit of a falling out, so I was starting to accept that she wasn’t going to be an option. So I turned to the dark realm of Craigslist.

I was trying to post a M4F ad, but hookers liked to knock those down to force men to browse their F4Ms. So I placed a M4MF, posting a pic of my cock cumming, and noting that I wanted to fuck a girl in front of her boyfriend.

This couple was amazing by the size of my cumshot, so we met in the lobby of the hotel I was staying at. He was tall and lanky, she was short and fit, wearing a tight black dress and sneakers.

There were these tiny couches – I sat next to her, forcing the guy to sit opposite and watch me flirt and chat with her. We talked a bit about our travel plans and some other naughtier topics. Occasionally I let my hand brush against her knee or thigh. She never flinched, and he grinned every time.

I [F] have a wild night’s goodbye with my sort of fuck buddy [M] [public sex] [long]

This occurred about a year and a half ago. I think about it often, probably too often.

My sorta partner J and I were saying our goodbyes the because he’s moving. Very bittersweet, it’s been a rocky relationship. I am more sexually attracted to this man than I have ever been to anyone, basically… our sexual chemistry is unreal.

J is 5’8, an inch shorter than me, with sort of deep tan skin that hints at Latino somewhere in his lineage. He’s broad chested,stocky, strong and muscular from constant physical labor, but not toned, but his muscles jump out when he flexes. He has long thick dark hair and beautiful dark eyes and brows, a spray of light freckles on his nose, sort of has a rockstar look to him. His beard is short, thick and pointed.

I’m quite thick; big tits, small waist and an even bigger ass. I have very pale skin, green eyes, dark hair with colored tips and a lip piercing.

Going down on ne in the break room [cheating] [MF]

Long time reader. First time poster. Formatting as on mobile. Blah blah blah.

A new guy started at my workplace. The moment I saw Jared I knew I had to have him.
I’ve always had a thing for guys with a nerd streak and he made me gush just looking at him.

Problem being I am married. He is married.

The first few weeks he was there I tested the waters, wearing short skirts, having to bend over in front of him suddenly, making sure he had full view of my full round ass. Bumping into him “accidentally” in the stock room and having to steady myself by putting my hand on his chest. I started to notice that his eyes would follow me as I was walking around the shop floor.
The flirting became more of a 2 way street.
Our conversations became more suggestive and then we began talking online. Things became hot and heavy quickly. Meeting on lunch breaks to make out. Fucking in the back seat of the car in an underground carpark. But by far the hottest thing so far was him going down on me in our lunchroom.

[F]ucking in [M]y car along the beach

Fucking in my car on the beachfront at night can be awkward but pretty hot.

On a nice Thursday night, my best friend and I decided we wanted to go a little bit out of our usual comfort zone and try something different. It was sunset and we were just walking and talking, killing time while the beach cleared out. The conversations were dorky and completely comfortable but eventually, once the families left and we had this private section of the beach to ourselves, we strolled back to my car. I made a playlist for this exact moment filled with songs about fucking and figured that it would be good to have something in the background in case someone wanted to stroll past the car while we were going at it.

It was my idea. I wanted to do something different. I’ve always been really interested in public sex and fucking in my car was on my bucket list. The seats drop down so it was the perfect amount of space. We planned ahead, aligned our busy schedules and made sure nothing got in the way. I wanted to make sure I got fucked with music and the ocean waves crashing in the background as I screamed his name followed by a long string of swearing while I had waves crashing over me.

[FM] Becoming His Camp Slut (Part 2)

The next morning the staff assembled in the dining hall where we were told what our assignments were for the week. There were two separate “camps”, one for older kids and one for younger kids, and the rest of staff would be setting up activities, working in the kitchen, or doing other odds and ends around the camp for a week.

I walked in and sat next to Mark, he smiled but went right back to talking with some of the other staff about something that I was uninterested in. When our camp director got in to give us our assignments I was told I would be mostly working activities for the week. Mark zoned out, he had been hired as the head lifeguard so he knew his schedule would be mostly at the beach or in the canoes. His cabin mate though was told he would be working in the older kids camp for the week, so Mark would have his cabin all to himself. When Mark heard this he perked up and looked at me, giving me a devilish smirk but didn’t say a thing.

How it started… part 4 [MF] [cheating]

I’ve been short on time today fellow perverts so I only had time to write out this brief interlude. Hopefully tomorrow I’ll have more time ?

Continuing from where we last left off….

There were a few more brief encounters before my husband and I had to return home. B said nothing further about not letting me cum, that is until a phone call one day.

We’d spent the morning sending dirty snaps accompanied by illicit words, by mid afternoon I’d finally had enough and decided I was going to masturbate. I lay on my bed and slipped my fingers into my knickers, they were cute frilly red ones that day. I’d really stepped up my lingerie game since we’d started the daily text check-in of what I was wearing.

My left hand was just warming my pussy up (not that it needed much help I was already drenched) as I tapped out a message to him with my right hand

S: Going to cum thinking of you, you should send me some pics to help

B: What are you using?

S: Just my hand… that’s why my typing is slow LOL