Category: gonewildstories

[F]irst time posting – I accidentally fucked my off-limits housemate. [FM] PART 2

I got a lot more responses than I expected so I will continue to write! Sammy knows I’m writing this but he’s not allowed to read it hahah..

 

I wrote two parts today because the first part was short!

Anyway Enjoy!

 

PART 2

 

It’s hard to remember everything but we manage to keep off of each other for a while. We don’t hug as much. Maybe because we both know that if we touch, then we probably won’t stop. However, time goes on and I get anxious and lonely. I want to be touched. As often as possible really. I get needier with Sammy, asking for attention more often than not with little cat like mewls. This almost always invites Sammy to touch or rub one of my legs or even my back affectionately. With that in mind, it’s not hard to imagine that things almost always would progress further.

 

We were restrained though, and progress was slow. Which only made me want it more. I found myself dripping wet from just having my back rubbed. I needed to fuck the guy who was making me wet by not even doing anything naughty. Read more »

[MF] Discovering the joy of having a workout buddy while studying in Paris for the semester

Hi there! It’s the first time I’m sharing a story over here and looking back at it, I’ve just written it very spontaneous. While that might not read as fluently as you’re used to over here, I wanted to keep it that way because I still want to keep it a real story. This is how I experienced it. Tips are always welcome though. ;)

I got the chance to study in Paris as an exchange student for one semester. Which is awesome as a 23 years old girl of course. It’s been a blast so far. Work for school doesn’t really allow me to discover the city as much as I’d love to and I don’t party as much as you’d imagine for a stereotypical student on the Erasmus program, but I did have lots of fun.

I’ve always been a rather “normal” person. Not really introvert and boring, but my typical week didn’t include spectacular adventures or sexual escapades. Being abroad for a few months didn’t turn me into a Nymphomaniac, but I discovered the joy of having casual sex. Read more »

[M]y First MMF threeway

Sorry for any typos, this was done up on mobile and autocorrect is a bitch sometimes. Would love to hear any feedback.

When I was in my late 20s I would spend some weekends at my friend, Mark’s place and we’d drink, smoke weed, and play games or watch movies. I had known Mark for years but we had only started hanging out recently. He had a decent sized town house with his girlfriend, Jill. Some nights she would join us for the evening, other times she’d be working or just off doing her own thing. It was usually a blast and had become quite the regular thing over the past year or so. Nothing really out of the ordinary happened, I’d stay on the couch and they’d sleep in their bedroom. I knew they were up there fucking sometimes, but rarely was it loud enough that if hear anything. I had seen Jill’s tits a few times, she had no problem going topless around the house in the summer. I wouldn’t say I minded either. Read more »

Cockdaddy and Fucktoy [MF]

He was on his way to come see me, he had certain commands that I knew I needed to follow. I had to be on my knees on the floor, my mouth open and tongue out ready and waiting for him. My tits were to be exposed and I was to be naked or dressed in a sexy outfit for him. I was ready, waiting, getting more excited and wet as each second passed. My body was aching for his touch. My heart was pounding hard in my chest as his car pulled into the driveway. I stirred in my spot on the floor, trying to be careful not to mess up my pose or my outfit. His footsteps growing closer and closer, making my heart race, and my head spin. I wanted him so badly. No. I needed him. I needed everything he was about to give to me. The door opened and he looked at me with a lustful awe. He wanted me just as badly. He was just as ready for me. He told me not to speak until he asked me a direct question. I wanted to move towards him, I wanted to tell him that I’ve been a good little whore, waiting patiently for her cockdaddy, but I knew what his rules were and I would do anything he asked me. He was right in front of me now, his hands moving to my hair, he told me what a good slut I was sitting there mouth open, tits and tongue out for him. He finally asked if I was ready to suck his big hard cock. Like flipping on switch I started moving as fast as I could. I couldn’t get his pants off fast enough couldn’t wait to have my prize for being such a good fucktoy. His cock was so hard in his boxers that I started to try sucking and licking it through the fabric. I couldn’t believe it but it grew harder and bigger. I wanted it now more then ever. My body was burning, my head spinning, the only thought I had left was to get his cock in my mouth and down my throat as fast as I could. He held my hair and finally his full hard cock was bare in front of me. He asked me If deserved to have it, if id been a good girl. “I’ve been a good girl cockdaddy. Please let me suck on your cock, let me choke on it.?” At this he forced his cock down my throat, pulling my hair to move with his thrusts. I was in a state of pure ecstasy. My cockdaddy was face fucking me, my pussy growing wetter and wetter with each thrust. Hed stop just long enough to let me breathe, but if my mouth wasn’t around his cock then my hands needed to be jerking him off. I thanked him for letting me suck him, thanked him for fucking my mouth. He grabbed my neck and squeezed. He grabbed my tits and played with my hard nipples. He pulled me up off the floor and said he was ready to fuck me. Ready to pound my pussy. He sat on the couch and I straddled him. The tip of his cock at my pussy entrance. He asked if I was ready and before I could say anything he slammed his cock hard inside of me. My body was in bliss. My pussy was being stretched and filled full of my cockdaddys hard cock. He was going so far inside of me, reaching parts that no one else has ever touched. I was going without needing to think. My body reacting to his every touch. I bounced up and down on top of him. He choked me and told me that he loved fucking my tight little pussy. My tits bounced in front of him. I felt like such a fucking slut but I loved it. He was the only one to make me feel like this. My pussy stared to pulse, I could feel my orgasm building with each thrust. “Cockdaddy, you’re going to make me cum” I said. He grabbed my hips and slammed me even harder onto him, telling me to cum all over his big cock like the whore I am. He said the magic words. His cock hit all the right places. I could feel my pussy squeezing his cock tighter as I came. All I could say was fuck. Fuck. Fuck yes, cockdaddy. Then he said my favorite words. “I’m cumming” my cockdaddy was ready to fill my pussy full of cum. I kept riding him, my orgasm still lingering. He started fucking me so hard I thought I’d break in half, then he let out a deep moan and I could feel his cock grow so thick inside of me. I could feel his cock pulse as it shot his cum inside my pussy. I never wanted the feeling to end. I never wanted his cock to leave my pussy. I loved being his whore and being his slut. Most of all I love that he is my cockdaddy and that I am his little fucktoy.

Master gave me his collar. [F]

Hi! i’m not very good at making these posts but i’ve posted here before about previous experiences i’ve had and i’m currently in uncharted water for this and i’d like a way to express myself.

Anyways, a little backstory I’m not new to the idea of being dominated but i’ve been interested in exploring that side more. Unfortunately, i’ve never been in a situation where i’ve felt fully comfortable with anyone to explore the crazy things that pop into my head sexually. Not until master came along (we’re trying out me referring to him only by Sir, Master, or Daddy to break my habits in the play room). He proposed it as submission being a gift and requiring lots of trust which i liked. He wanted to take things slow and see if we were a good match and told me he takes training a sub seriously. We’ve talked about rules in public, rules in the play room, being attentive to needs not just in the bedroom, and he’s explained to me with tons of clarity the types of expectations he would have while giving me time to explain mine. This was important to me because i’m not just looking for kinky sex. We’ve spent a few nights getting our feet wet so to speak exploring. Read more »

Me [M] with my friend’s GF [F]

Sorry if this isn’t up to par for this sub but I’ve done normal kinky stuff(swinger/3some things…but it’s usually discussed before hand and with both part consent)) but tonight was a very bizarre/unexpected experience for me and had to get it off my chest while it’s still fresh in my mind Read more »

[MF] I hung out with my best friend over break.

For the better part of the past decade, I have known Kay. I met her on an unremarkable day in the middle of a school field trip to a museum. Her class and my own were paired up to go walk through a particular exhibit. She and I had both ended up standing side by side, ogling an old painting. I thought it was wildly beautiful and unique. After about a minute of staring, we took notice to each other and without skipping a beat she says to me, “It sucks.”

From there we made plenty of conversation to drown out the dullness of the day. We had become friends faster than most people blink – something both of us later agreed on happily.

Over the next couple of years, she and I went through the trials and tribulations of high school. Drama after drama. Crush after crush. Standardized test after standardized test. However, we realized that we are vulnerable and developing as most people around us were. When we fell to our knees, we were there to pick each other up. This is when we became best friends. We learned everything there is to know about the other. Read more »

My [F] forced orgasm experience with a married man (part 6) (end)

“No more,” I sobbed after a particularly brutal orgasm that left the sybian soaked and my stomach cramping. I was no longer sitting on the sybian but slumped on it, too exhausted to do anything but take the mechanical cock still churning me open.

“One more,” Sam promised. And another, and another, until I’d forgotten the discomfort and that I’d ever been anything but right here, riding the perfect cock for my next vaginal, full-body orgasm

“I want you to get addicted to being fucked,” Sam admitted as he moved in front of me. The sybian was now on its third-highest setting and I was sweating out another orgasm in agonized pleasure, weakly moaning a combination of “Yes daddy” and “No more daddy.” “I want you to put yourself to work earning your orgasm,” Sam continued, moving to stand in front of me. He fed me his cock inch by inch, and I sucked at it eagerly, filled up at both ends as I rocked my hips with the sybian cock. Sam had overloaded me with sensation, and he talked about how well I took to being fucked and how I really should have done this sooner. I didn’t care about being a virgin anymore. I didn’t care that Sam had a family while I had his cock down my throat. All I cared about was that I was still coming in leg-shaking waves as the sybian cock rotated lazily through my vaginal walls, like some kind of slutty nymphomaniac. Nothing else mattered besides the dildo relentlessly fucking a space for itself into my pussy. Read more »

[MF] [Real Story] [Husband & Wife] [Stiletto] That’s why they’re called “fuck me” heels.. ?

This happened one glorious day about a decade ago. About a year into our marriage, my (now late) wife, Anne, decided to buy a pair of 4″ red stiletto heels to add a feminine dimension to her mainly-tomboy wardrobe. She had a curvy figure, and ass and tits that looked awesome even under her usual full-dress, hijab and flat-shoes wear.

I got home late the night before, and had the next two days off.. which meant I woke up past my usual dawn hour. I shuffled into the kitchen naked looking for some water when Anne came up to me to say her goodbyes..

“You look.. different. Like, gorgeously different.”

She flipped up her long skirt to reveal her stilettos. My half-hard morning wood went back to full mast as she stood and twirled around to show off.

“I’m glad you approve,” she chuckled as she saw me. Then she saw me make a move towards the home phone. Dialing a number from memory, I called Anne’s boss and told her that she would be coming in late.. I made a bullshit excuse about her car not starting and that a roving mechanic was already on his way with a replacement battery. Read more »

My [F] forced orgasm experience with a married man (part 5)

“I want you really wet for this,” Sam said as I lowered myself onto the machine, spreading my pussy across the little nubby pad that Sam assured me would prepare me to take in the cock attachments he’d yet to put on the machine. I was shaking from nervousness and arousal and shame – not only was today the day I would lose my virginity, but I was losing it to a BDSM machine operated by married man, who’d already done countless filthy things to my body. Moreover, I’d agreed to do this in his apartment that he stayed in on nights that things with his wife got really bad, and the tiny quarters made everything we did feel even more illicit.

Then Sam turned on the Sybian, and it was like he’d flipped a switch in me from ‘remorseful’ to ‘begging for it’.

“Describe how it feels,” Sam said as I writhed over the rumbling machine, feeling its powerful vibrations shake my legs and stimulate my whole pussy.

“It feels like it’s going IN me,” I moaned as the Sybian’s vibrations rolled over my whole lower half, and embarrassingly, two minutes later, I started to chant, “Gonna come gonna come please let me come daddy.” Read more »