Trying to rush in the shower, thoughts were swirling in his head. He could tell she was upset, hopefully that wouldn’t last long. She had been so happy when he walked through the door. She was right there, waiting. So quick to come to him, wrapping her arms around him, kissing him deeply before he could even get the door shut. It had been a rough couple months apart this time around and it was obvious the two had missed each other. Breaking the kiss, she reached around behind him, shutting the door and taking him by the hand. She was pulling him towards the bedroom when he stopped her, speaking for the first time. “You’ve waited this long, a few more hours won’t kill you, besides, we’re running late. We’re meeting some friends for dinner and then drinks.” Closing the distance between the two of them, she let go of his hand and grabbed him by the belt loops, the tips of her fingers sliding under the waist of his jeans. “Awww… I think they’ll understand if we’re a bit late for dinner, it’s been far too long.” The look in her eyes, he knew her desire went beyond just a want for him. He also knew that if he let her open that door, they’d never made dinner and he had big plans for the night. Leaning down, he kissed her on the tip of her nose. “I promise, I’ll make it up to you tonight, we don’t’ have time right now”
[M]y Wi[F]e Lucy Gives Me The Best Birthday Surprise Ever
Hi I’m back with another story for you about my wife Lucy, this all happened yesterday and I still can’t believe what happened. As I lie here in bed typing this, unable to sleep as my mind keeps going back to those amazing events.
So rewind to yesterday, it’s my birthday (36) and I get a snapchat from Lucy at lunch time. It’s a picture of her and the kids at her mother’s house with the caption ‘Guess who has the house to ourselves tonight?’, I quickly reply telling her I can’t wait but she never responses. The rest of the afternoon drags on at work and I find my mind wondering to what Lucy has in store for me when I get home, as I fantaise about what might be coming up I feel a certain something also starting to come up. I try my best to conceal my rising bulge from my co-workers and pray for 5pm to hurry up. At 4.30pm I finally receive a reply from Lucy, it’s a selfie of her holding my leather collar with the caption ‘Are you ready for your birthday present slave?’. I reply again telling her how I can’t get her off my mind since lunch and how I’ve been trying to conceal my erection from everyone at work. She replies back saying “it better still be hard when you get home” with a selfie of her biting her lip. I reply back again but she fails to respond. That last 30 minutes at work seemed like an eternity and before I clocked off I ran to the toilet to send her a quick dick pic captioned with ‘On my way home Mistress’ but still no reply from her. I rushed home in what seemed like the worst traffic every and I finally landed home.
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Breaking all of the rules [MF] – [long, virginity]
Hey all, thanks so much for reading this story; this is my first time writing. This all happened a few years ago, and I’ve tweaked some of the details for anonymity.
Sex at the ***
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It started at the tournament. A nerd tournament that is – a debating tournament for high schoolers. I’d been involved in debating throughout University, and this year; nearing the end of my law degree, would be the last one I helped out at. Since I’d started Uni I’d been volunteering to help run these tournaments. Adjudicating the debate, booking the venues, and getting the awards sorted. And up till now I’d always been in a relationship. In my first year I’d been flirted with at the tournament by a senior student, but I’d done my best to diffuse the situation. But now, it was my final year, and I was single. I wasn’t seeking out to break the rules. But I wasn’t watching myself either.
Of course, it went against basically every rule in the book to become involved with the students. People had been kicked out in the past for such an offence, and I certainly wasn’t looking to tarnish my reputation. Plus, the half your age plus seven rule and all that.
[FMM] That time I was a little too drunk and happy in Shanghai
Our story starts with the 20 year old version of me just after The Donald learned he was the president elect. I was fairly upset but told myself I would party hard that weekend to make myself feel better. I was on a semester abroad to China and wanted to see as much of the country that I could, so I decided on Shanghai for the weekend.
I connected quickly with a female roommate and the guy she was traveling with at the hostel I was staying at. I asked them if they wanted to come with me to a ladies night at a nearby bar and they quickly agreed. The free drinks were cocktails that were far stronger than what they actually tasted like. I was drunk on liquid confidence and found myself bored with my companions, so I approached two men, a Spaniard and a German, and started grinding on the Spaniard.
He grabbed my hips and kissed my neck. The music was loud but I moaned into his hear and turned my head to kiss him back. His hands started wandering and groped my breasts in full view of the couple I had come with and the German. I felt one of his hands squeeze my ass roughly.
Would anyone be interested in reading about a fling I had with my professor my junior year of college (last year)? [MF] [RP]
Would anyone be interested in reading a multiple-part story of a fling I (F, early 20s) had with a professor (M, mid-late 30s) last year while I was in my junior year of college? Or is that too much of a cliche/been done before so why bother kinda-thing?
It would be a true story as it is something I actually experienced & I even kept a journal throughout the fling so I have ample reference to make sure I am remembering the facts accurately.
If so, would this be the best subreddit to post it in (as it would be multiple posts)? Should I post it to r/gonewildstories as well or something else? Should I not bother because there are plenty of stories already available that mirror my experience?
I just wanted to get some feedback before I committed to writing it.
[mf] Fun at Work (thinking we were going to get caught).
A coworker and I started being FWB while we worked together. One night, before the Midnight release of Guardians of the Galaxy, we decided to mess around in our administrative office while we waited for the crew to show up.
We were on the second floor of the theatre, with the office being located behind a locked door just a few steps off of the elevator. Since we had about an hour before anybody was supposed to show up, we figured we had plenty of time, so we began nice and slowly.
She started to massage my shoulders, which felt divine. I have an almost shaven head, with a slight stubble on the top, and when she rubbed her fingers across my scalp….instantly hard.
We started to make out a bit before she undid my pants, taking them completely off. This girls has a way with her mouth that rates in the top felatio I’ve ever experienced. The combination of tongue ring, deep throating, and eye contact makes me want to explode almost immediately.
After about 10 minutes or so, I just can’t take it anymore; I need to be inside her tight, pink pussy. I spring up from the chair and bend her over the table, pulling her pants and panties off of her.
I ram my cock in as she’s bent over the table, she lets out a little squeal of delight as I enter her. After the exquisite job she did sucking me off, I didn’t think I had much time before I gave her the cream pie she so desired, but it turns out, fate had other ideas in store for us…….
After Class [mf]
Hello there! This is my first submission: I’ve been told by friends I have a knack for writing erotica, but I’d like the internet’s greater opinion. Here’s a piece I wrote a few months ago. I’ve deliberately decided to write my smut in a first person perspective, as I believe it makes the scene more “intimate” for the reader. I welcome all your feedback, both positive and constructive criticism!
The grade on your test has a big, red F emblazoned on the front, large enough that even your classmates sitting next to you can notice. Underneath, in unnecessarily bold text are the words “SEE ME AFTER CLASS.” The bright red marker is almost like a brand, somehow making you feel like you stick out. You can see other student’s papers, and none of them seem to have such loud red markings.
As the last student leaves, you’re left with your desk in the middle of the room, and at the front I sit, looking down at you from my larger desk. You can feel my stare pierce through you, as though I’m seeing straight into your most personal thoughts and desires.
Taking control for a night [MF]
Yesterday I [F24] was looking and feeling really hot. I got hit on by a young cashier at the grocery store before coming home so that boosted my confidence too. After dinner, my husband [M24] called for me from the shower. I walked into the bathroom and he asked if I wanted to shower with him. I passed because our shower is too small and we usually can’t finish in there as it’s just so uncomfortable. I asked him, “Why? What do you want from me?” He said he didn’t know – just anything I wanted. “Anything I want, huh? So you’ll go down on me and I won’t even have to do any work?” He instantly got hard and agreed.
After he got out of the shower, he waited for me in our bedroom while I changed into a sheer nightie with no panties. I sauntered into the room while Led Zeppelin played on Spotify. He got up and stood behind me, hands running down my body, feeling my bare ass and kissing my neck. I gave him a stern look to let him know that I was in charge tonight.
The grass is always greener?[fantasy][sci-fi]
*”Aaargh, fuck it….HURTS”* she cried out in bed as she gripped the sheets so tight her knuckles turned white.
*”I advised you not to think about it. It will subside once the swelling goes down and the stitches heal completely”*
Carly tried to focus her breathing and think about anything other than what she had currently been preoccupied by. However it was almost impossible not to give in, almost anything would set it off. It didnt help that the nurse turmed down the AC in the room, she said it would help Carly to sleep, normally she’d be right, but it also made the RN’s nipples quite erect and that didnt help Carly focus.
Tears started to trace their way down her face as she bite her bottom lip and whimpered. Shaking in her hospital bed with pain. There had to be something that would end this.
*”Can I get some more morphine? Please…”* she begged
The nurse cocked her head to one side, with a look of impatience.
*”you’ve already had a dose and I’m not authorized to prescribe more… however, its been 12 hours since youre procedure, so… well… there is a more natural solution”*