The Library Stacks [FM]

Context: This was with my ex a while ago

As I stare at the excel spreadsheet in front of me, I’m achingly aware of the pulse in my pussy. No amount of crossing and uncrossing of my legs could relieve the pressing need to be filled. I glance at my boyfriend next to me and see him furiously typing on his laptop. I eye the way his fingers and forearms flex as he types. The modest dusting of arm hair teases me and I want his hands all over me. I start trailing my hand along his thick muscular thigh. He flexes beneath my hand and glances over at me. He continues typing as I massage his inner thigh.

He pretends to be unaffected but I can see his cock thickening beneath his thin sweats. I feel the heat radiating from him as I trace a finger over his shaft. He stops typing and smirks at me. He knows what I want and doesn’t stop me. I rub his bulge and he grows harder beneath my hand. My pussy starts tingling and I squeeze my thighs together to try to get some relief to no avail.

Ass-fucked until I cried [FM]

We started off having regular vanilla (anal) sex but then Daddy started to get rougher and rougher and using my body however he pleased. After a little over an hour of him pounding into my ass I asked him if he came yet. I was in incredible pain and it felt like he was stabbing into my stomach, I felt like if I was on my back I could see his cock poking into my stomach. However, I knew that I couldn’t ask to stop until Daddy got off.
“Can you hurry please, please please” I begged. “Okay, baby”
He started going even faster but after a couple of moments he still hadn’t cum. At this point I couldn’t take it anymore and tried to move away from him, I could feel his cock slipping out of me but he just laughed and went back in.
“Please, please, please, I can’t, it hurts” I’m nearly crying at this point and he could hear it in my voice. He flipped me onto my back and started lifting my legs up
“No! No! Not legs up!” It always hurt more when I had my legs up, because for whatever reason he can go deeper.
“Yes, yes baby”
This is the point that I start crying, laying there while he pounded me and eyes squeezed shut. He finally came in my ass then got up and went to get a drink and sit on the balcony. I curled up in bed and clutched my stomach.
(Disclaimer: it should be obvious that I wouldn’t post actual rape here but since people get confused, this is not rape)

The story of Jack and Jill… ‘Mutual Masturbation’ [FM]

This story takes place a few years ago shortly after Jordan and I became a couple. Please read my previous story if you’d like our descriptions.

One night I get home, it’s about 9 pm, it’s dark and I’m slightly intoxicated. I’ve just had a few drinks with friends from work, no big deal.

So anyhow when you walk into our apartment right opposite the door is our coach and our tv. So I walk in, big smile on my face. My short skin tight dress is hugging my curves, my makeup still hasn’t run yet and what do I walk in to see.
Jordan, naked as ever on the coach. On the tv is some blonde bimbo, her gigantic tits taking up the whole screen and she was saying vulgar things “daddy this and daddy that”
And what’s Jordan doing, he’s stroking his cock. His rock hard and thick 6inches is tight in his hand as his hand rocks up and down. Despite the relaxed slowness he’s breathing is quite deep. Our eyes meet but he doesn’t stop, at this point I realise he knew I was coming home and planned the whole thing.

Love prevails [MT]

It had been several months since Seth and Sara started dating, the two had not got far sexually, Seth was hoping tonight was the night. He and his beautiful brunette girlfriend went to dinner at a local fancy restaurant. That night Sara agreed to go up to Seth’s dorm room. His roommate was out and he anticipated doing more than heavy petting and making out.

They sat on the couch drinking a couple of beers, Seth started to kiss Sara, they made out for a good while and Seth was taking advantage. Cupping Sara’s small firm breasts and a hand on her thigh, he pushed up her skirt slowly. “Seth?” Sara said.

“What?” he kissed her neck, the smell of her hair drove him crazy, “you’re so hot,” he whispered.

“I don’t know if I want to go there,” she took his hand, he tried to force it up a little, “Seth?”

He pulled away, “what babe?”

“I don’t know if I want to do more,” she bashfully looked at Seth who seemed was clearly frustrated. She loved him but she was scared if he found out the truth.

[MMF] Uber Driving Slut rides some Huskies [public] [exhibition]

Hi Y’all,

A quick story from yesterday. I was doing my usual pick up from SeaTac as Friday is always the best day to make good money driving for Uber. I was waiting by the cel phone lot when I got a notification that a sexy black guy named Reggie needed a ride. I hurried up to the third floor pick-up area of parking garage. As I pulled up I was treated to not only to very hot Reggie but also his friend Derek. They jumped in my hybrid Accord and off we went to the Thompson Hotel in downtown Seattle.

Reggie and Derek proceeded to tell me that they were in town for the Washington Huskies football game on Saturday and they once played football for the Huskies. They then turned their attention to me asking what a cute blond was doing driving for Uber. I told them my story of essentially being a broke military wife and that I was doing what I needed to.

I wanted to spark their attention so I mentioned I also wrote about my Uber driving adventures of my Tumblr blog and also on Reddit. Reggie asked me what my Tumblr address was and soon he was thumbing through it on his phone.

A Helping Hand From an Old Friend – Part 2 [MF] [Cheating]

Hey guys, if you haven’t read [Part 1](https://redd.it/6yv2e2) of my story, I recommend you do so now. It’ll all make a whole lot more sense, and it’s quite good if I do say so myself. For those of you who have, please enjoy the second instalment.

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I awoke, dazed and confused, to the sound of chirping birds and aggressive sunlight which pushed its way through the blinds. My throat was dry, and I felt hot and uncomfortable; I was reminded why I dislike drinking to the point of excess. I had no idea of the time, but I guessed it was probably closer to lunch than breakfast. My head began to ring the moment I stood up; desperate for water and aspirin I stumbled to the kitchen, still dressed from the night before.

I expected to see Lauren still sleeping on the couch, on the kitchen making herself a coffee, but she was nowhere to be seen. Instead I was greeted to a clean living area; all the empty beer bottles and been put in the trash, the blankets folded, and the cushions put back where they belong. Had I not been there to witness it myself, you’d never have known anything took place in my apartment last night. A folded piece of paper sat alone on the bench top; I picked it up and began to read its contents, written in a familiar feminine handwriting.

The “lesbian” who wanted the D [FM]

This is the male half of this account, /u/2maturesluts. Yes, men can be sluts, too.

About a year after we met in 1995, my then girlfiend, now wife, moved to the west coast, as far as I knew then, for good.

There were no smart phones and Tinder-like apps in 1996, hell, there were no dating web sites. This was the age of 28k dialup connections, when downloading one photo took some real patience.

But there were things called “bulletin boards,” and I signed up for one that was sexually related, Southern Nights. I posted an ad there with some photos, not expecting anything to come from it. And for a while, nothing did.

Then one day I got a reply from a woman who wanted to talk about her “situation.” We exchanged phone numbers, land lines, to give you an idea of how different things were.

When we spoke, she explained to me that she was a lesbian, who sometimes had the urge to fuck a man. I questioned this, suggesting maybe she was bisexual, not lesbian. But she said, no, she was involved in a long term lesbian relationship, and just desired the D every now and then. But it would have to be totally discrete, on her terms.

[MF] Anticipation > Instant gratification

A few years ago I started talking to a 24 year old girl on okcupid. The conversation quickly turned into sexting. Our schedules would not permit for us to meet for about 2 weeks, so I had her tease me those entire two weeks. And every night I would masturbate but would not allow myself to orgasm. I would stop just before I was about to ejaculate. The entire time she would tease me at work and send me pictures of her upskirts and panties and imprints on her ass from her ribbed pantyhose.

Finally we met up and brunched. We got along quite well and I slid my hand under her dress several times as we walked from the restaurant to her apartment. My cock was engorged like I had not experienced ever before. The build up of some twenty near-climaxes was turning me into a volcano. When we finally got to her apartment and I undressed her, she told me she was a virgin. It did not kill the mood, and frankly I don’t think there would be very much that could have extinguished the sexual rage in me at that point. I instructed her on how she could suck my rock-hard cock, with veins so stiff they could be arteries.

My swinging lifestyle continues [F]

This is a continuation of my first story which you can read here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6tt388/first_swinging_experience/

TL;DR of the first story: Just had my first full-swap experience.

Having just had sex with a man not my husband Paul for the first time since I met him, our ride home was
at best, awkward. Not much had been said between us since we left Rick and Joan’s house after our first swap. When I kissed him I could still taste Joan’s juices on his lips. He whispered in my ear that he loved me. We said our goodbyes and went to the car.

The silence in the car was broken by Paul asking me if we were okay.

I took his hand. “Yes, I think we’re fine; I just had sex with another man but I know I love you. Is that weird? I enjoyed my time with him but it didn’t change how I feel for you,” I said.

“I don’t think it’s weird at all. I too had a good time with Joan but I still love you deeply and nothing can change that.” He said.

[MF] A Latina friend comes back into my life..

So, I knew this girl for years, let’s call her Nicole. She was Argentinian, but had lived in the states her whole life. She was about 5’1”, thick dark brown hair just past her shoulders, and THICC (as the kids say). She had a big ass, which she always let just almost give itself away under a tiny little skirt, and DD tits. She also had a little bit of a stomach, but it was sexy. She was very tan, and had those chola eyebrows (you know what I mean). Piercing green eyes, a tattoo of a rose on her lower back, AND her tongue pierced. She had always been into me, but besides making out at a bar one time we had never really hooked up.