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[MF] (25 and 18), playing with a new, inexperienced sub. Pics upon request.

This happened yesterday. All was consensual and done with safewords / discussion beforehand of limits.

We met on Tinder. She was brand new to submission, and hadn’t ever done anything even a little rough. When we chatted on the app, she was shy, but as we started to text more and more, it became clear just what kind of girl she was.

I arranged a meeting at a coffee shop and gave her instructions. She showed up in a beautiful patterned sun dress and stockings (it is finally vaguely warm, if you consider 30 F warm). She was about 5’5″, skinny, with little tits and nice hips. She had a cute little pixie cut with fading hair dye. She was tiny, which was perfect, as I am over a foot taller than her (better for throwing her around).

She followed her instructions to the dime. She curtsied, kissed my cheek and grabbed my cock through my pants. Her cheeks were bright red as she did it. Embarrassed and ashamed. I am very direct, and the more I asked her about her experience, the more it became clear she had none and was embarrassed. She had been with two guys, and neither had been rough. When we established my understanding of consent, safewords, limits, etc. I took her hand, walked her to my car, and pushed her roughly against it. I kissed her hard, and ran my hand under her dress, feeling her body. I opened the door and shoved her in. Read more »

[F/m] A father and daughter’s magnetic attraction (incest)

**Princess:** Her favorite place in the world is on Daddy’s lap. Safe from everything when he holds her. He makes her feel so loved, like no one else ever has. She loves being Daddy’s girl, his princess, she wants so badly to be perfect for him it hurts. She always does her hair and makeup perfectly for him. Sitting in front of the mirror she feels herself getting so so wet getting ready for Daddy. It scares her having these feelings, this overwhelming need to belong to Daddy, to be alone with him in their own little world. She knows having these feelings is bad, wrong, and forbidden. Its torture because she knows she’s so in love with her own Father, and eventually something is going to happen. It has to, and it’s terrifying. She feels so tense, so wound up, always with these feelings it’s overwhelming. She tries to suppress them, tries to be normal, but she can’t stop thinking about Daddy. She fantasizes every night about him, in ways that are so much deeper than just sex, just getting fucked, just sucking his cock. She imagines being cared for. Bathed by Daddy, then he dresses her in an outfit he lays out for her after he dries her off with one of his big fuzzy towels. Being put in the car, and just watching him as he drives, trying so hard to make him smile and laugh, and look at her like only he can. Being put to bed by Daddy every night, having him climb into bed with her and falling asleep in his arms. Going to his room late at night and climbing into bed and feeling his warm body against hers. She’s never felt so safe and cared for. She wants to live like that forever with her Daddy. She knows its wrong but she loves flirting with Daddy whenever they’re together. Teasing him, wearing cute outfits that show off her body. When Daddy drives her home from school she always pulls up her skirt a little too high hoping Daddy will see her panties, or that she’s not wearing any at all. Wishing he would put his strong hand on her thigh, look her in the eye, lean over and kiss her. She thinks he likes all the flirting, but she has to stop, she can’t feel this way about her own father. A father and daughter can’t be in love like this. This has to stop, but she just can’t help herself. She wants Daddy to teach her. That’s OK right? If he’s just teaching his princess how to be perfect. That’s what good Daddy’s do after all. All her friends talk about what they do with boys after school, but she’s never even kissed a boy. She’s practiced with her friends sure, but that’s different. Daddy almost caught her and a friend practicing. Sitting face to face on her bed kissing, touching each other. She wishes he had seen her, maybe he would have punished her. Taken to his room, and locked the door, and done things to her Daddy’s aren’t supposed to do to their little girls. She’s seen Daddy playing, she watched him stroke his cock until he came everywhere. She came watching his pre-cum pour out and cover his cock, listening to the sound it make as he stroked. Imagining being on her knees in front of him. She hoped Daddy was thinking about her when he came so so much. Maybe she could ask Daddy to teach her? No, never, she couldn’t. Such a scary thought, actually going through with all these fantasies. Its so wrong, this has to stop right now no matter how perfect it would be. No matter how much they belonged to each other. Read more »

All the Filth That’s Fit to Print and Smutty Journalism

Sal and I worked a shall we say unique beat. We covered the seedy and salty side of our fair, gritty city. Los Angeles, the “City of Angels” it ain’t. What it is is a gutter filled with filthy animals that crawl out at night to do their sullen business, and indulge their fallen cravings. They say the word “Abomination” means furthest removed from God and the City of Angels is exactly that. Tinsel town and Hollywood fueled this hot mess, and made it gritty.

A place in the high desert, once populated by orange and lemon groves, farming, ranching and oil fields is now a sewer for every form of filth that ever slimed out of a shitpit.

Sal was a pro at getting information and setting up the money shots. Me? Armed with a Graflex and some film packs, I’m ready to go. Bulbs in my pocket are packed in tissue paper to keep them from clanking around and scaring off Sal’s prey. Read more »

MILF [40] blows me [32] in a fitting room [FM]

I went through a divorce a few years ago and a major reason for it was the complete lack of sex from my wife. I’m not talking only every once in a while, but the last three years of our marriage included zero sexual contact. I remained faithful until near the end, but this story is about the first sexual encounter I had with a woman after years of nothing but masturbation. I have plenty of other stories from the years that followed if people are interested.

I was living in a new city and in my early 30s as my marriage was falling apart. I’m a fit caucasian guy and this was a city in Asia, so there was plenty all around to look at. I have never been good at meeting women in bars or anything like that, so I started browsing local dating sites. (This was in the days just before Tinder.)

I was amazed at the number of responses I got and soon I was talking to a woman about 10 years older than me who was also going through a divorce and was clearly at least as horny as I was. We were soon sending very sexual messages back and forth a few times a day. And it was also quite clear that neither of us was looking for a relationship. We both just wanted to relieve some pent-up sexual tension. Read more »

[FM] Fucked so hard I could barely walk.

I was lost in thought while working out today as I was thinking about the experience I had with a redditor few days ago. I had to finish my workout quickly to touch myself in the shower as thoughts of our encounter left me with more feelings of desire and lust.

It was not my first time with him. Our first encounter was around a week ago after he responded to my dirty r4r for voice chat, propositioning we meet instead. Though I didn’t feel like meeting him at first, I ultimately gave in to his devilish messages. He was persistent and I was totally driven by uncontrollable urges— . After few weeks of traveling abroad and having no sexual contact, I was ready to be wild with someone random and satisfy my sexual appetite.

We had agreed to meet at the bar but the hot and steamy messages got me so aroused that I just invited him straight to my place. I couldn’t wait. We touched, kissed, fucked. He was rough, and I liked it. My memory of how it felt gets my heartbeat racing every time. Just his finger inside my pussy got me squirming and squealing and gave me a mind blowing sensation that kept me wanting more. He fucked me hard and I was completely subdued when he came all over me. He promised another playful fuck-date before the holidays, this is the story of our second encounter: Read more »

I [32M] can’t stop thinking about my [26F] sister blowing my[61M] boss [FM]

So I work at a car dealership in the accounting division, it’s 3 of us here. Overall it’s quite a big place, there’s the sales floor, manager’s offices, administration staff, us, the mechanics and service people, plus a bunch of other people. My sister worked there in marketing all of 2015 and until June of this year. I’ve been there since 2011.

People have always thought that the boss who just turned 61, is cheating on her wife with someone, but there has never been any proof of this.

Last Friday I leave work at around 5:30 but come back at 6 ish to get my phone charger and a bag of gym clothes I had forgotten there. I go up the stairs to where my space is and I walk past the general manager’s office. The whole hallway is dark except the light coming from his office. I’m walking normal, not trying to be quiet or anything and as I walk right in front of his office I see him leaning against his desk his head looking down and grabbing this girl by the hair, in her pony talk. He’s just basically face fucking her and she’s just swalloing cock, and I immediately duck and walk very slowly to the other side to where my things are. Read more »

The Story of J

He stopped short of asking his next question. Leaning back against the front window, she pushed her legs out straight. He slid his body closer. Shifting his left hand to rest on top of her right, he leaned forward, his face almost touching hers. Her head tilted down, her eyes rose to meet his. He bent forward, hesitated, their lips inches apart. The first kiss was a gentle questioning peck. Was she receptive to more? She bent her head slightly to her right. He slowly and gently kissed her again and again. Her eyes closed, her head fell back, as he pushed his mouth on to hers.

Her head burned, her heart raced and all her inhibitions disappeared. Arms lying limp at her sides, she became lost in his passions. His hands raced over her body, rising to cup a breast and pinch hard on a nipple. Pulling it up and out, then releasing it to spring back in. She sucked in hard when his hand pushed down between her legs driving fingers toward her wetness. She grabbed his wrist, trying to push him away, but it was too late. A finger punched it’s way in. Her legs went limp, her brain crackled, as one finger followed the other. Read more »

The Story of J

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Jenni wanted to scream.

It was all she could think of, slamming her fists down on the bed. Why the fuck me? Why was she the only one left at home to deal with the two of them? Why did her sisters have to leave? One after the other. Why did Carol move to Dallas? Why did Peter have to go off to LSU? Why did Will have to spend all the time at the camp? Why couldn’t she leave too? Why was she left to live through all the shit of her parents? Why?

Jenni could still hear her mom crying in the bathroom down the hall. Hear her fathers drunken rants from the living room. She thought of crawling out her bedroom widow the way she’d done so many times before and go for a swim. Immerse her body deep enough into the black water where all she would hear were the muffled sound of their fighting. All she wanted to do was run away and hide. To get as far away from them as she possibly could. But she new in the far recesses of her brain she would never get far enough. Read more »

Roadhead plus more [MF]

My wife and I like to read each other gonewild stories while on road trips to pass the time, so we figured we’d share one of our own. This is a story from a few years ago when my wife and I were first dating. I’m in no way an English major, but I’ll do my best.

We live in a college town. We were out for dinner and decided after to have a few drinks at a little college bar down the street. My wife, Jackie, is a few years younger than me, so at the time we could pull off going to a college bar without being the obviously over aged since I was nearly cracking 30 at that point.

Now I am 5’10”, average looks, and have been rocking a dad-bod since well before it was cool. Jackie is a slender 5’9″ with long brown hair, a perfect set of natural large C-cups (D’s on a good day), and a curvy ass to match. Read more »