[MF] [long post] [exhibition] [rough] Hanging Out In An Abandoned Building

CW: vague coercion + edgy teenagers

**PRECURSOR TO THE STORY**
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For visual reference, I’m tiny. I’m a 5’2 girl. Also, I’m a sensation seeker, or maybe “an adrenaline junkie”.

I’ve loved being in abandoned buildings for a long time: they’re a very unique space, eerily silent, and remind me of graveyards. Breaking into them is obviously a fun high for me. The first occasion on which I ever broke into one was in the 11th grade: I was with my (now ex) boyfriend. It was a partially burned-down house, and I was struck by all the personal belongings that had been left behind; I was wandering around lost deep in thought, but my boyfriend kept trying to get his hands up my shirt. I was annoyed and disgusted, (guess I just didn’t like him enough…) and broke up with him within the next few weeks. I continued loving and exploring abandoned buildings, though, usually alone.

Playing With Scissors (MF)

The lights were low, the music, loud. Jimi Hendrix always put me in the mood. I arranged myself on a chair directly across from the front door of my little apartment. He was due to arrive any moment and my heart was beating wildly, from the music and the anticipation. I was nervous, but knew I could pull this off. I rearranged my breasts in my corset, tousseled my hair in the mirror once more and grinned at myself. I heard a soft knock at the door, and a moment later the knob turned. Standing there was the boy I had lusted for and pined over since high school.

We had become fuck buddies a few years before, when he asked me to take his virginity on his 18th birthday. But tonight was different. I had finally “gotten over him” and accepted that he would never fall in love with me, no matter how well I sucked his dick. But the physical chemistry was undeniable and I was determined to enjoy it while it lasted.

Running into an old flame [MF]

So I used to live in NYC. As such I used to take the subway everywhere. Didn’t even own a car then. I was on my way home, travelling uptown on the 1 line getting ready to tranfer to the N line to take me to my apartment in Queens. Who should happen to get on the same car as me? A girl I knew that I’m going to call Meg. Now we had gone out a bit a few months before, but it didn’t work out, but we had still remained friends.

I think the reason I was so into her was due to her very good looks. She had a face of a model, with jet-black hair and smokey brown eyes, easily one of the best-looking women I have ever known in real life. She was only about 5-foot-2, and very petite, with firm B-cup breasts. At the time she had two tattoos: one on her lower back, and the other on pelvic bone. Like I said, very hot, very smart, honestly one of the best looking people I knew in real life.

[FM] My random act of blowjob

Post-divorce I decided to have some fun and cross a few things off my dirty bucketlist. I had been perusing /r/randomactsofblowjob for a few weeks trying to muster the confidence to post an offer. When I finally found enough nerve to do it, I got a ton of responses. Apparently the city where I live suffers from a lack of willing female participants. More for me, I suppose. I went through all the responses and chose the one that was the most interesting and articulate.

We started chatting on kik, got to know one another a little better and traded pics. It turned out that he was actually an out-of-towner passing through the city on his way across the country. He told me which night he would be in town, and we planned a date.

The night of our date, I drove to the hotel where he was staying. When he walked out of the front door of the hotel I was slightly intimidated by his gorgeous physical appearance. Attraction for me is usually 20% looks-based and 80% personality, but since this was just going to be a one-time thing, I allowed myself some shallow lust.

Eden’s Midnight Ride [mf][exh]

Ever since Eden watched a couple having sex on a subway train on her commute home at midnight, she wanted to do the same. And when the same man, a devilishly handsome bad boy, caught her watching and told her to dress in lingerie under her coat and meet him on the platform at mid-night a week from that day, she laughed him off. But here she was, waiting for him on the subway platform, dressed in a black bra, panties and stocking beneath her winter coat on a snowy December night. She adjusted the coat, cinching the belt around her waist before wrapping her cashmere scarf around her neck. Her snatch was cold, hit with the cold updrafts seeping into her coat as she made her way down the subway steps to the near empty platform. She looked for him but didn’t see her and suddenly felt ridiculous being half naked beneath her coat. Then heard footsteps coming down the stairs and turned to see him. This is crazy. She doesn’t even know his name.

[MF] Break Up Sex

I could have just stayed in bed. She told me she’d leave the keys on the table when she was done. She didn’t want to wake me. Bless her for that.

But when I heard her trademark combination of curse words…that sweet, cute little voice passionately shouting struggling epithets, I shook my head and rolled out, shirtless, and in gym shorts.
She looked good. I mean, as good as you can look with a pair of boxes under your arm as you struggle to open a door.

“Mother fucking…,” she bit down on her lip, ivory skin flashing red as I rushed forward, wrapped my hand around her hip, and backed her up to get the door open. She jumped a bit. Only slightly, breathing a thanks before scurrying out. I bit my own lip, allowing myself the chance to take her in. Of course she was simply dressed. Why wouldn’t she be? Her curves radiated in leggings as she padded down the steps to her car. A ratty sweatshirt peeked up, exposing the light skin of her back, and my heart beat in the worse of ways. I stepped back from the doorway and floated into the kitchen.

[MF] My Wife and I find r/gonewildstories

Lately, my wife and I have been opening up more about our desires. We met on an internet dating site a few years back and what started as great sex turned into a great relationship. Lucky for me marriage did not slow us down at all and we found plenty of time to still play with one another. Our sex was still good and both of were being satisfied (she would get satisfied several times per session starting with my fingers and mouth before cumming all over my cock). So, it was with a little reluctance that we at first started opening up about our desires.
I knew that my wife liked to read smutty romance novels. I mean really bad ones with all kinds of kinks like step-brother fantasies and shape changing beastiality. She was always very shy and reserved, but those stories would bring her the closest to coming out of her shell. The first time she put the book down and started stroking my cock I asked her what she had been reading about though and she just turned red and got embarrassed.
What my wife didn’t know was that not only did I not have a problem with her reading her smut, but that I liked to read stories online too. In fact, I preferred stories after hooking up with her since I could fantasize about her reading them too.
Then came the perfect opportunity. We were laying bed both reading reddit. She had just opened up that she would like to try nipple clamps, because she had gotten super turned on reading about them. As we scrolled through r/sex I noticed a link to a sex stories subreddit and went for it.
My wife shifted a little when she saw what I had clicked on, but didn’t say a word. This is permission from her. She loves giving me anything I want and knows that unless she says stop I’m going to take it. The first story I opened up was about a husband and wife playing with some toys. As we scrolled down I felt her start to wiggle a little and move her ass up the bed as she settled across the top of the bed with her head further over my lap. All I had to do was pull my cock out of my underwear and her hand started stroking me. Her eyes never even left the screen.
Now as we read the story, I wanted to play with her too. That’s when I realized I had picked the perfect story to start with. Every touch and tease in the story I did to her as we read it. If he grabbed his wife’s ass I grabbed hers and when he started putting fingers in her ass so did I. My wife’s breathing became the ragged breaths of someone deeply enjoying what was happening.
By the end of that story she had me in her mouth. The tip of my penis lick a lollipop in between her lips while she stared at the screen. I scrolled down the stories some more and saw one I knew she’d like about a husband taking his wife to an adult movie theater.
As we read this one I started fingering her pussy. Her sucking became more intense and by the time I was making her cum she had me in the back of her throat. She sucks cock like a champ especially when she’s having an orgasm. She uses me like a muffle to keep the screams in and the vibrations of her whole body quivering almost made me cum in her mouth.
Not that finishing in her mouth is the worst possible outcome, but damn it I needed to fuck my dirty slut. I moved the laptop out of the way and made her lay down on her back. I climbed on and slid inside of her at the same time. Usually, I will take my time teasing and taking care of her, but I was way too worked up. I squeezed her ass and pulled her hair while I rammed into her with all my strength. She was quickly cumming again and egging me on telling me to lose control. I felt myself getting close and threw myself at her harder and faster wanting to give her all of me as reward for her dirty behavior. I blew deep inside of her and she held me close to her while I caught my breath.
We’ve tried watching porn together since then, but agreed we like stories better. She said it really gets her wet when I act them out on her. So, help me out gonewildstories. Leave a comment and describe what I should do. Also, she was a bad girl last night and hasn’t been allowed to finish; feel free to leave comments about how she should take care of herself if I let her this morning.
Thanks!