[MF] I Was Thrown By Surprise…

So, yesterday I found myself fiddling around doing my normal thing here on the Southside Of Atlanta: hustling my EROTICA/PORNOGRAPHY/SMUT books. I ran into someone from the past that apparently knew me; I didn’t remember her, though. I asked, “Where do you know me from?”

Man, I hope I didn’t sleep with her. Curious now, I did inquire if we’d ever done the horizontal mambo before?

“No,” she replied, “you’ve been with that many women that you don’t know who you’ve slept with?”

She was making me look bad at that very moment, but I went on ahead and admitted that I had run across a couple of ladies out in my day-to-day moseying around that I totally forgot about. (I can blame it on age, right? I’m a middle-aged man now.) I operate a little rideshare company, so I convinced her to let me take her home. She agreed to supporting your boy, and on the way to driving into the sunset we conversed about the genesis of our meeting almost 20 years ago, and about her people that had read one of my god awful pieces of Literary Pornography. One thing lead to another, and she was in my phone eyeing videos of me doing inappropriate deeds. We began talking flagrantly a bit about our sexual experiences there in the front seats of my car, but before I knew it, her destination had appeared before us.

Two models walk into a bar…… [Group]

For me, it’s a dirty little secret that I get very turned on during a photo shoot.  Even more so if I’m modeling lingerie or swimwear.  I mean, as a model, at least for me, I’m role-playing a character.  You’re asked to be sexy, confident,  outgoing and make people fall in love with you and the product.  You’ll be judged and even objectified at times.  This type of attention could be very flattering for the right woman.  

One time, we were at a resort for a swimwear shoot.  The crew was there, including a few male and female models.  I was fortunate to be booked with a close model friend, so I was able to hang with her and have tons of fun.  We’re also paired with same male models.  But they’re both gay (not with each other).  They’re fun to look at, and easy to work with since they’re not going to be creepy, but fuck… We got so worked up shooting with them.

[MF]-The time I got my wisdom teeth Removed and got taught a lesson

Hello Everyone! Long time lurker but I love so many posts here so I thought I could contribute a funny one.

During the summer right after graduating from high school (both of us are 19) I had to get my wisdom teeth removed at the dentist. So the procedure is done all quick and easy but apparently I did not know that the dentist injects a massive amount of painkillers into your mouth and I did not know that I needed to keep large rolls of gauze in my mouth so I don’t drool blood all over myself and look like a retarded vampire. So for hours afterwards I can’t speak or move my mouth or blood will start to come out of my mouth. Of course I tell my girlfriend at the time about this and she thinks its hilarious that I cant talk. So being all home alone she decides to come over while I am messing around on the computer being a nerd and doing schoolwork. Immediately when she sees me she starts giggling because my cheeks are swollen like I stuffed them full of cherries. “You look so funny, can you talk at all?” I shake my head no.

When her mother hosted a chess evening, she probably expected a different kind of mating [MF]

It was my senior year in High School. I had been dating my neighbor from two doors down  for a couple months. Let’s call her Samantha.

Samantha lived with her single mom in a huge, modern style house situated on the edge of a wildlife conservancy. The garden had three tiers and contained actual buck, porcupines, eagles and wildcats.

Samantha’s mom was naturally quite protective of her daughter, especially seeing as it was just the two of them. She trusted me but most nights she’d be around while we watched TV and often invited me around for dinner with the two of them.

Little did her mother realise that, being 17 and recently discovering sex, Samantha and I were insatiable for each other. By this stage we had fucked in all three bathrooms, the pool, the balcony, the dining room table and best of all, on her mother’s bed.

Her mom’s room had a floor-to-ceiling mirror which perfectly showcased her daughter’s features. Samantha is a short brunette who’s hair always falls perfectly. She’s got bright blue eyes, full pink lips, and incredible C Cup tits. I guess you could describe her figure as “thicc” before that term was a thing. She’s insanely naughty and would tease me all day until we got a chance to be alone together.

My week of handjobs [MF] – Part 3: Morning fun

Hey everyone,

I wanted to continue my tale of meeting Bec and all the fun we had back then. You can read previous stories here:

[M]y week of handjobs from gonewildstories

My week of handjobs [MF] – Part 2: Oral and cock milking from gonewildstories

I’ll pick up where I left off with Bec in my arms waking up after being completely emptied the night before whilst on my hands and knees. It was a great experience and I knew at this point something was developing.

We both woke up knowing time was limited because we needed to work and this has been a midweek date/sleepover. But waking up with a hand wrapped around your cock will make you take pause for a moment and enjoy the surrounds. My surrounds included an ass so round and ample that I couldn’t stop squeezing it and slapping gently to watch it jiggle. Bec giggled at this and smiled, finally warming up to being naked. Her hand started her work again, like a baker kneading his morning bread, and she started stroking.

[F][42] I fucked a waiter whilst on a first date!!!

hey everyone, im Rebecca. i was hoping to do an AMA type thing to get the story out if anyone would be interested in that.

today i went out on a “date” of sorts, i figured out pretty quickly that we didn’t click and i wasn’t going to go home with him so whilst he was in the toilets i had a little flirt with the waiter, nothing major just a few sneaky comments and a wink or two. However, we ended up talking for 5 minutes and really hitting it off so i said to meet me outside the toilet once his shift was over.

For those of you curious, i’m 42, no kids, no husband or boyfriend, i don’t really understand the whole dating mechanic myself so i’m staying single, Keeps me more free ;)

I cant wait to answer your questions so Ask Me Anything! ; )

[MMF]That time my fuckbuddy met a guy at the pool and brought him back to our room and things got rough.

So this just happened like 5 days ago, and I’m still not exactly sure how I feel about it. She’s wanted more than one guy at once for a long time, and I’ve been happy to oblige, but it just hasn’t worked out. Well it did, finally, and it was hot, and awkward, and intense, and fun all at once.
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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 we had jokingly bought at a grocery story a couple of years before, through the buckle of her collar.

My duel with a mythical creature [MF]

Ok, so I’ve been reading here for a while, enjoying the various tales of intimacy and debauchery while thinking about what I would want to share. Then finally, after a couple drinks, I asked an old friend what she thought about me sharing one of our stories and so here we are. It’s a little long, but I hope you enjoy.

The players for my little tale are as follows: Me, known today as TD: dark skinned, 27 at the time, mostly slender but fighting the development of a beer gut by remembering to go on hikes and runs. Average height, a little above average length and girth, and a clever and kinky mind that seems to be able to get the job done. Her, we shall call Jaz: a lovely redhead, 26 on this particular day, beautiful green eyes, fair skin with a slight bikini tan to her, and curves in all the best places with an ample C cup and very squeeze-and-spankable ass.

A week well spent in Waikiki [MF] [LONG]

My last deployment had us hopping between countries for the last three months of a ten month tour. Our last port visit before we got back to Cali was Hawaii. It was the week of my birthday. Me and my squad, yes a literal squad of Marines, were tearing up the bars in Waikiki. We get a solid buzz going when we go to this one place that was pretty busy. Couldn’t tell you name. Good crowd. Good music. Good vibe.

Then, like in cheesy rom coms, I see her across the room talking to her friend. Her smile was killer. Long wavy brunette hair down to her lower back. Tan skin. Glasses over her bright blue eyes. Curvy body. She was absolutely beautiful. She had a radiant glow about her. Could’ve just been me seeing that though.

I was trying to think of something to say when she starts walking straight at me. I’m 23 years old at the time. I’ve been in combat. I’ve been wounded. Why the fuck am I nervous? It seems like she was walking at me for an hour. She was wearing a maxi dress which showed off her figure perfectly. She gets closer where I can size her up a little better. I’m 6’3, she’s almost eye level with me. 6 feet tall busty Amazon goddess, and she walks right passed me. I missed an opportunity.

Tinder Tittyf*ck [MF] [Long]

Last year I was single, so as an eligible bachelor does in 2017, I hopped on Tinder.
I’m 24 at the time, 6’5”, 185lbs, blonde hair, blue eyes, and muscular. I didn’t have any problem making matches.
One night I had a match, and was kind of blown away at first.
She was a mixed race goddess, with olive skin, dark hair, and piercing blue eyes. I later found out she was half white, quarter black, and quarter Chinese.
I almost thought it was a fake account at first, but we started talking, and she was very real.
We chatted for about a week, all appropriate stuff, and I finally asked her on a date. She couldn’t make up her mind on where to go, but leaped at the suggestion that I cook for us at my house.