House Warming fuck with my friend’s slutty sister part 2 [MF]

So picking up the next morning where my [last story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6huypv/house_warming_fuck_with_my_friends_slutty_sister/?st=J4ME061U&sh=dc979109) left off, I’m going to fast forward a bit and get to the good part to save some time and reading for everyone lol.

Just to add some detail and context though Stacy walked out of my room wearing a shirt and a pair of my basketball shorts which she was using to hide the fact she wasn’t wearing panties. She used this lack of underwear to tease me all morning till her brother decided to take a shower, which by then I was rock hard and quite frankly sick of being teased.

Also for those who want a better description of Stacy she is fair skinned for someone who is Mexican and she has a somewhat athletic build. She’s got a nice tone ass from Soccer and she looks almost like Haley Atwell. I want to say around 5’2-5’3 I’m bad at guessing height.

I was sitting on my couch trying to focus on my tv and not the raging hard on I had. Chris at this point decided to take a shower and that was when it was game on.

[M][F] Your basic clichéd story about bad bets, ungrateful sisters, star port casinos, tentacle porn, and karma [Fantasy].

I’m not a bad guy. But I like gambling and Death-Ball and I’ve made a few bad wagers at the Tentacle-Porn-We-Will-Skull#@*$-You-To-Death-If-You-Don’t-Pay-Your-Debts All-Night Star Port Casino over the years.

Don’t look at me like that! My last big wager was a sure thing. I would have completely paid off my gambling debts. It’s not like I planned to sell my twenty-three-year old sister to one-eyed, tentacle aliens. When you put up your little sister as collateral on a sure-thing, it’s not even like you’re wagering her. The chance of Yivo the Undefeated choking to death on a peanut in the final Death-Ball match wasn’t a blip on the probability charts.

Let’s be honest though, what’s done is done. A man must live up to his obligations or he’s not much of a man. Am I right? I’m right. So, the thing is, they’re coming for my sister and while I’m no longer going to owe my soul to the casinos (thanks sis), I’m as broke as a non-Leonardo DiCaprio Dead Rabbit in civil war era New York City.

By the way, if you didn’t get that last reference, don’t worry. Not everyone can keep up with me when I get rolling. Like I said, though, what’s done is done.

First camping trip of the year [MC]

We traveled up north again with our camper late on Friday afternoon. we arrived to the camp
site right at dark in the rain. I set up the camper and got all the leveling/ stabilizer jacks down
and in place. Soon after I went inside the rain stopped and the night seemed to clear. We went
outside but without fire wood we just set up a few tiki torches and sat listening to the night. as
we sat in our zero gravity chairs reached for my wife’s hand but accidentally ended up with my
hand on her thigh. The sexual tension grew thick in the damp night air as darkness fell
completely over the campground.

A divorcee tossed my salad and gets creampied[MF]

Lynn and I have become good fuck buddies our week’s ended by I dropping by her apartment and fucking her so the rest of the weekend and Monday came in relative peace. But, after a few months our regular scheduled meetings were halted. Lynn’s daughter had moved in to the same apartment building and she worried about her daughter finding out that mommy was being a little whore. Working for a large hospitality company, Lynn received numerous discounts to her corporation’s hotel chains. Her plan was to get a room near me every Friday and we see each other and stay for the night.

The drill was for her to drive to the hotel check in and wait for me to join.

It was the weekend before thanksgiving, this time it was room 58. I knocked her door, she answered and opened the door. Lynn was wearing a fishnet dress and that was pretty much it. She had no chance to put her heels apparently. She was drinking wine and offer me a cup. Tonight was different, the fact that she getting used to being away from her comfort zone and alcohol made her a wild animal.

It is definitely possible for a woman to enjoy anal, more instructional than story

So, I’m new to the concept of anal pleasure, and honestly thought it was a myth that women actually liked it. Then I met my sweet, sexy, skilled, and considerate lover, and, well, let’s just say I’ve learned some things.

Assplay usually comes during round 2. After we’ve had a quickie first time, we fall back into serious making out – long, slow, deep kisses. He gently rubs and kisses my nipples and strokes my back, and eventually pulls my knee up high over his hip for better access between my legs. I’m a squirter, so with that and his semen, my labia is super slippery, and his fingers gliding slowly from my clit, all over my pussy, and down to my perineum feels fantastic. I orgasm most easily from penetration, but usually he’ll gently rub my clit first – firm pressure in tiny, slow circles – to make me cum that way before sliding a finger or 2 inside me. Then he finds my a-spot (if you’re not familiar, it’s like the g-spot’s less-inhibited cousin, further back), and rubs that hard and fast until I flood his hand with natural lubrication that’s almost the consistency of warm honey and I orgasm so intensely, it sometimes makes me cry.

The Hive [Any Orientation] [BDSM] [Fantasy]

You’re lying in your cage when the sprinklers turn on. You used to jump at the cold, but that was a long time ago.

The water stops. You open the door and crawl, dripping, out of your dog cage. The voice of the hive is in your ear. It demands that you assume the position. It is a good thing you’re already on your hands and knees.

You grovel from one corner to another with your head down and your buttocks waving. The hive commands and you sit. You kneel. You roll over, and you beg. The hive wants you limber. The hive wants you wide-awake.

The hive also wants to remind you of your place, but you already knew that.

After ten minutes of crawling and reviewing your slave positions you kneel in front of the dildo on the wall. As you take it in your mouth, your lips push it backward. There’s a click as a valve opens and you get your first drink of the day.

 

Greetings, Subject 19. Welcome to the Project. Since this is your eleventh session we can skip the usual briefing and trigger entrenchment.

first camping trip of the year [MF] [exhibition] [public] [outdoor]

We traveled up north again with our camper late on Friday afternoon. we arrived to the camp
site right at dark in the rain. I set up the camper and got all the leveling/ stabilizer jacks down
and in place. Soon after I went inside the rain stopped and the night seemed to clear. We went
outside but without fire wood we just set up a few tiki torches and sat listening to the night. as
we sat in our zero gravity chairs reached for my wife’s hand but accidentally ended up with my
hand on her thigh. The sexual tension grew thick in the damp night air as darkness fell
completely over the campground.

Supergirl’s Night Out [FM] [sci-fi]

Supergirl flew through the dark sky and looked down on the illuminated streets. It was a very quiet Friday night. No burglaries, no robberies, no anything. She liked it. She could use a time out, because she really felt tired. Not physically, which would be impossible for a Kryptonian under a yellow sun, but mentally. She really needed some time for herself instead of chasing one criminal after another.

That thought pleased her. Having some fun time. What could she do? Realizing that at the moment she could do anything she wanted without having some ulterior responsabilities, she stopped in midflight and her mind immediately wandered to more basic needs. Needs she always had to supress for the common good, but who always tried to surface. This was the night when she would let them out without feeling bad.

She looked down to check her position and saw that she was hovering over a club. Her mind had already lead her to a place that corresponded to “having a fun time”. It still was early in the evening but there was already a long line forming at the entrance of the club. She first thought about landing at the end of the line and waiting for her turn like everyone else did, but hey, where would be the fun in that? Who was going to deny her entrance anyway?

To [M]y surprise, a night of [group] fun with my g[F] presents itself [MMFF]

I’ve wanted to write this story for a while now, just never had the time or influence until I found /r/gonewild. If you don’t care to read the back story, skip to the “fun time” section.

My wife and I have been married now for 3 years, happily I might add. This story takes place during the first year we were dating. We weren’t engaged yet but I had already decided that I was going to ask her at some point; I just hadn’t picked out the right time (or gotten the ring yet!). For security sake, we’ll just say my wife’s name is Steph. She is 5’9″ with a curvy yet confident body and D cups. I’m 6’1″ and go 275, decent build but definitely not where I wanted to be at the time. Our sex life up to this point had been pretty good, but even after only 6 months sometimes if you have sex a lot your love life can get stale if you don’t mix it up. We had often told each other about our fantasies, mine of course (typical of most guys) was a MFF threesome and maybe some soft/full swaps. She said she could probably get into that but wanted to be married first. Of course I respected that, and I had a friend who was in a swinging relationship who agreed that it was the best way to go, wait until after you’re married.

Early in my wild ways [FM]

This is my first post so hopefully you enjoy. A little about me. I’m a 38 year old Business Major that works in advertising. I graduated from a great school in Southern California and love my job and my life. I’m 5’2″ and a busty 130 pounds that loves cross fit, though I try not to talk about it too much.

In college I did the usual waiting tables gig at Hooters and worked as a dancer in a gentleman’s club for several years while in school. Yes there are some of us that actually worked there to pay for school. I am still good looking and am still a cock tease after all of these years.

I worked at a club for about six months doing exactly what you should do. I never crossed the line with a client and was lucky enough that none tried crossing the line with me. I was dating a guy that was a bit of a dummy, and I’m convinced he only dated me because I was a dancer. We had nothing in common in hindsight. One day he brought a couple of his buddies to the club and I was smart enough to play them for their money. I knew his friends thought I was hot and I played that role to its max.