[F]un with a bull with a video

This is a cross post from r/stupidslutsclub

On Saturday I got to go have fun with one of my bulls. I went over to his apartment. We went right down to his bedroom. We started making out and he lifted my dress up and was grabbing my ass. He lifted my dress up and discovered I also wasn’t wearing a bra. Then he pushed me down on my knees, to my rightful place. I happily took his cock in my mouth. His cock is very thick and long, it’s awesome. I love sucking it. I was giving him a very sloppy blow job and deepthroating his cock. He really enjoys this, I am the only one who has ever done that for him. His hands were in my hair and he was fucking my face. He then sat down and I continued sucking him. (Video at the end of post). I was in heaven, sucking his cock to the fullest. It got really sloppy so I decided to titty fuck him. That was really fun.

[MF] Felt frisky during a walk in the park

*Crosspost from /r/sexstories. I’m new to reddit so please forgive me*

I always thought my girl didn’t have too many “wild” kinks. Just the ole’ missionary, cowgirl, and maybe even doggy keeps her satisfied.
I’d be lying if I said I was fine with this, but at the same time, I was kind of glad to experience something calmer, and more close and romantic. However, my idea of her inner desires changed while we celebrating our anniversary.

Actually, our anniversary happened a week before, but college coursework and all that crap made us unavailable. Luckily, Thanksgiving was coming and examinations had just finished. It was a good time to breathe deep and to finally see the world though our eyes and not a giant textbook.
It was our first year of university in a relatively new town – around 40 miles from our hometown, in the same state of Cali. I figured that going to the beach would be overrated and the our experience would probably be hindered by the weekend rush to swim. Rather, I was thinking of going to the city park. But it wasn’t some regular, neighborhood park , but a large 1300 acre of greenery with various museums and small attractions. She was always loved walking through the local forests back at home, and I have been dying to see the city life of this town.

Fulfilling her fetish part 3 [MF], [MFF]

Sorry it’s been longer than I intended to post this last piece of my story, but [here is the last story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/774ikm/fulfilling_her_fetish_part_2_mf_mff_long/?st=J9CWGRV1&sh=bb75b185https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/774ikm/fulfilling_her_fetish_part_2_mf_mff_long/?st=J9CWGRV1&sh=bb75b185) to refresh your memories and I’ll just pick up where I left off.

So brief description of everyone involved:
Me: Asian male, broad shouldered, slightly muscular.

Cindy: short, white girl blonde hair with blue eyes, petite athletic body with nice ass.

Alexis: Cindy’s BFF at the time, half Mexican, curvy also athletic, thicc thighs. Short but has big boobs. Both have an Asian fetish and are some kinky bitches

Cindy got off the phone and had a huge smile on her face, she asked us if we were pretty much ready for round 2. Alexis and I were kind of puzzled about what she meant and after explaining that we’d have the house to ourselves all night and up until some time at night the next day. My cock started to get hard at the thought of being with these two all night. Alexis, who was sitting next to me looked at my cock then back at Cindy and said,”I’m always up for it, and apparently so is he”

[MF] Becoming My Landlord’s Pet (Part Ten)

The modified chair spread my legs wide. Held tight with multiple straps, the leather covered my ankles and calves, and upper and lower thighs at various distances. My stomach and chest were strapped as well, as were my arms now held onto the wooden arms of this contraption. The rest of my standard gear was locked on. Fortunately I was allowed to see. Unfortunately that meant I saw the inflatable plug come calling, settling itself deep into my hole. The chair I was bound on allowed free access to my caged cock and now stuffed ass.

Michelle went back to sipping on her coffee and working on her case after I was fully ‘prepared’ as she took to calling it. I barked, painted, whimpered as she fixed me in place. I dripped immediately, my precum pooled onto the hardwood below my bound body.

My first real man [fM] [real]

At this point, I had figured out that it was easy for me to get the attention of the boys, but none of them ever ended up treating me well. Well, they were just boys after all. I imagined a real man would treat me better, but why would a grown man pay attention to me. Even though I was fully developed I still felt like a girl.

In our street, we would always help each other with small building projects. My father was in the process of building a small garden shed but didn’t possess any of the necessary skills except laying the foundation and buying beer. Luckily Michael, a good friend of his, was good at woodworking and he would come into our garden whenever he had some spare time.

Even as a little girl all my father’s friends had been very kind to me, and it didn’t change when I was getting older. The way I was dressing it sometimes felt a little weird sitting on one of their laps. I would catch them looking at me, and sometimes their hands would rest on me for a bit too long. Nobody ever tried anything weird though, and they were just all around nice guys and essentially part of the family.

[FM] Bent over the hotel balcony

So a few weeks ago, I got fucked by a stranger I met on the train. You can read about that [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/76mkzj/fm_fingered_by_a_stranger_in_the_train/). He was in town a few days ago for business and we decided to meet up at his hotel in the afternoon.

I get to his hotel and we immediately start making out in the elevator, the desperate sexual tension making my nipples harden and pussy ache. He pulls my hair hard, yanking my head back before kissing along my jaw and down my neck, his hot tongue just a taste of what is to come. I press against him, feeling his cock straining behind his pants. My hand works its way down to rub his bulge as his mouth becomes more and more aggressive.

I’m panting by the time we reach his floor. He unlocks his door, slams me against the wall, and resumes sucking and biting my neck as my hands grab his ass, pressing him closer to my pussy.

“Did you miss me” he growls in my ear, licking up and around my earlobe. A shiver runs through me and I swallow, my pulse beating wildly, too aroused to think straight.

Buying yourself back [FM] [Str8] [Fdom]

A standalone follow up to: How much are you worth? (link in comments)

He parked the car in the driveway and stopped to have a quick polite chat with Mr and Mrs Beagle on the way in. They were going to the theater this weekend and it was all they had been talking about for the last two weeks now. For the 7th time he politely asked them what they were going to watch and he got the whole story all over again. He smiled and nodded along before suppressing a yawn and excusing himself, it had been a long day at work and he was going to head inside.

Both Mr and Mrs Beagle waved a polite goodbye to him and he headed to the front door unlocked it with his key and inside. Closing the door behind him he put his briefcase down in the corner and began undressing himself. Jacket, shirt, pants, underwear, all neatly folded and placed on the stool next to the door. Standing naked with the exception of the metal cage that clung tightly around the part of himself that wasn’t his, he looked at the second stool and found it empty. With no uniform for him today he went to work naked instead.

The helpdesk girl [MF]

My name is David; I’m in my 40’s now and in a long term relationship. When I was single in my late teens through to mid twenties, I had a pretty wild time. I’ll share a few stories here. Names have been changed, but generally these are what happened. I’m a little taller than average, being around 6 foot 1. I was quite active in my teens, boxed in a few amateur bouts and did a bit of kk and went to the gym all the time. I enjoy messing around with mechanical things and wrench on old cars and bikes. I grew into a fairly burly man. I am very good natured and gregarious. I love a laugh, and few things worry me. My biggest problem is that I tend to say what I mean and don’t really filter it. I’m not mean, but sometimes I just stick my foot in it.

Other stories I’ll post if there’s any interest… or maybe just anyway: two metal chicks; being a wingman to a lesbian; sexual harassment aka the other helpdesk chick; campground threesome; hot marketing lady; the chef; data centre chick; the hotel girl; belated birthday present; tattoo shop apprentice

A winter haiku [short][poetry]

Mum used to tell me
Don’t lick your lips when it’s cold
They’ll be sore and dry.

But lick them I did
Until I had learned to have
Simple self control.

Now my chapped sore lips
I wear as a badge of pride
Her daily pleasure.

Published
Categorized as Erotica

Her Going Away Present [mf] [long]

I didn’t have my first job until I started college. My parents thought that having a part time job my freshman year would do me good in teaching me some responsibility and time management skills. It was nothing exciting—just a sales associate gig at a clothing store in the mall not far from campus.

The job itself was pretty stale and boring, but what made it so great were the other employees. Aside from the store manager and assistant store manager, every other employee was also a student at the university. So while my parents were right in that my first job did teach me to be responsible and keep track of time, my coworkers also properly introduced me to the college party scene. My coworkers quickly became my base friend group at school.

Now, the employee structure was like a pyramid at this place and there were three groups that made it up. Like most jobs, you have your managers at the top. The bottoms group was comprised of the part-time employees, seasonal help, and new hires. I was in the bottom group, naturally. But between the bottom and top tiers was a very small group of supervisors, or Leaders on Duty (LODs).