Jane and Guy 4

It goes without saying that the new dynamic between Jane and Guy changed a fair bit of what they did together.  The sex, while phenomenal, was definitely the biggest change.  Though while some things did change, others stayed the same.  One thing that didn’t change, something they did before they even lived together, was that that Jane and Guy would occasionally go to brunch.

This particular tradition started by sheer happenstance. They had both been at the restaurant alone, having brunch, when they had recognized each other.  Deciding that  being at brunch alone was far sadder than they wanted to admit, they combined their tables and enjoyed the meal.  So once every couple months, regardless of whether or not they were both in relationships, they would meet up for a delightful brunch.  This mid-morning was the first time they had had brunch since the shift.

Sex with BFs Father

I am a 26 year old working female who originally hails from South America. I moved to states 6 years back to pursue my college majoring in Physical Education from which I graduated 3 years back with a perfect 4.0. I currently work for a Yoga startup in Bay area making fairly good for someone who is 26. Thanks to my mixed heritage (my dad was a hot Brit and mom a Venezuelan) and my fit lifestyle, I have a great body which draws a lot of attention.

I met my BF the same week when I came to US – he happened to be my classmate in several classes in college and it immediately struck with our common likes, interests. Relationship with him has been pretty smooth, with quite some nice moments, romantic outings, candle night dinners and promises coming along. However, it has never been ‘adventurous’ be it in bed or outside. Slowly the excitement dwindled away and still hung on, thinking it would be difficult to separate.

MY WIFE PASSED ME OFF TO HER BEST FRIEND! [M/F]

We had been married less than a year when my wife’s friend invited us to celebrate her birthday with her. Kate lived in LA and I had only met her for the first time at the wedding where she was the maid of honor. We got along great, better than great, but nothing that would prepare for what happened the weekend of her birthday.

Kate was older than my wife by a decade but was in phenomenal shape. The dress she wore the previous evening showed off her curves and small pert tits breathtakingly. I half expect for some guy, anybody, with a lick of sense to swoop in and whisk her away. Kate oozed sex and she was obviously unattached. Alas no.

We shared a room, a big fancy suite out in wine country where we each had privacy but shared a huge bathroom. That day we went out and hit a couple vineyards and got pretty toasted. The banter between the three of us was fun and playful but also a little flirtatious. Same with the body language. We were getting wine drunk and that’s all I chalked it up to.

[Request] MFFF family, gangbanged by black criminals. More details inside.

So I last read this short story (about 2 pages?) late last year and I’ve been looking for it ever since. I’ve found a **very** similar one [here](http://www.asstr.org/~Kristen/31/bredbyblack.txt) that I believe is just plagiarized, with a lot of details changed. Especially the perspective. If not it’s very heavily influenced by my request. Anyway, here goes:

Husband, wife and two preteen daughters are on vacation and go into a store when criminals enter, hoping to rob it. They’re annoyed by the lack of cash in the register, so they take it out on the family; each taking turns to have sex with one of the females as the husband watches. Finally forcing the father at gun point to have sex with his own daughter.

The wife is not on birth control, so asks that the man not cum inside her. She mouths the words “I’m sorry” to her husband as she has an orgasm or two.

The store clerk or husband gets pistol whipped at the start.

Heavy uses of creampies. All the girls get one.

Thanks for reading, this is my last ditch attempt at finding this damn story!

I (F) NEEDED Him

Sex with the SO averages about once a week. I’d love for it to be more, but that’s a whole other thing. If I go longer than a week without, I start to get nutty- I’m tense, cranky, 1000x more horny, and distracted. Usually a solo session does the trick if all I need is a release. Well, I’ve done that a couple times in the past week, and it didn’t help.

I needed more than just an orgasm- I needed him. The last few days everything about him made me horny to the point of physical discomfort. Every kiss, every time we made eye contact, his touch…I shut my eyes and grimaced as I dripped. Such a miserable, almost shameful pleasure. My mind races full of daydreams I wished were happening instead of him looking at me like he couldn’t see the addiction in my eyes.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I climbed into bed with him, wanting to grab him there and then. But my conscience held me back. I hate waking him up. Being next to him- naked…I dripped. I rolled over. I held him. I dripped. I couldn’t wake him. But I needed to. My inner thighs were tensing. I could orgasm with a thought at this point. I’m trembling and dripping and…I can’t wake him.

Exposed (f)or the pleasure of my neighbours while sexting (m) friend

Last week I met a new friend online. I went into it with low expectations, because that’s often how these things go, but so far we seem to be clicking very well. After talking politics and social issues and about other crazy people you run into online we got around to sharing some of our indiscretions and naughty stories.

On Monday we continued chatting during the day for the first time. That’s another story, but it’s accurate to say that I had the day off and we built the conversation up slowly. I had a bit of work to wrap up before a late afternoon pedicure and that’s where he got me the most distracted. I found myself sitting in the chair, squirming with how turned on his texts were making me.

Part of that was the admission that we are both exhibitionists. I told him I love walking around naked in front of the windows of my highrise apartment. In the early evening, he messaged me again:

Him: *I just can’t get the image of you walking around nude in front of your windows, passing from darkness into light, thinking of who might be observing you. Your slim, petite body and light caramel skin on display.*

Shopping by [f]one leads to one nighter to re[m]ember. [Long]

Long time lurker first time poster. All names are changed to protect the impotent. This happened a good many years ago now maybe 19 or so. The passage of time has not dimmed my fondness in its recollection though so I thought I would share with you good folk on r/gonewildstories.

Back then I was, among other things, a silent partner in a start-up computer hardware business and as part of the process of getting the thing running I was tasked with finding someone to supply the decal stickers with our logo for the CPU boxes and so on. Remember this is back in the day before LCD screens where everything ran on 486 processors and Pentium processors were just making their way into the market. Yes that long ago.

I would have been in my mid 20s at the time.

(M)e and my (g)irlfriend skip the movies to fuck in a hotel

Background information: I am 18, about 5 foot 8 inches tall, dirty blonde hair, toned body with abs, and I’m about 8 inches long and I have a pretty good amount of girth. My girlfriend (18) is about the same height, with brown curly hair, big tits, and a great ass. Just the right size not too big or small. We met each other in college and began dating. We have been dating for about 2 months and have already had sex about 3 times.

So, fast forward to last Saturday. We were originally going to have sex at my house while my mother and step father were at work. Well, My mother tells me she’s off on Saturday. so we couldn’t fool around at my place. We started talking and we hadn’t seen eachother in 2 weeks so the sexual frustration was built pretty high between us. So we wanted to fuck as soon as possible and we wanted to be alone. (Also we always wanted to have sex while she was wearing a dress or skirt. So she took this chance to wear one) I came up with the idea to rent out a hotel room while I told my parents I was going to the movies. We planned on leaving very early in the morning so we could have a long time to fool around.

Getting Small at the Mall [Short story, shrinking, noncon]

Felt inspired and wanted to share. Open to criticism. Just writing for fun. Some non-con trigger warning perhaps? Otherwise enjoy!

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Stacy was tall and she loved to flaunt it. 6’4 without heels on, she would tower over most men that her dating app would match her up with. Of course it didn’t matter that she specified that her dates must be tall and grilled them on it before agreeing to a date because all of them lied about it. Yes, some were charming and cute but there was just something off about them being shorter than her.

After another failed Friday night date, she decided to spend her Saturday on some shopping therapy. As the day was warm a simple green and blue sundress that came down to the middle of her thighs and a pair of blue high heels. Small purse in hand and her hair in a ponytail, she soon was browsing the mall. Finding nothing of interest in the first few stores the nearby food court called out. The smell of pepperoni pizza lured her, and soon a large slice and a drink are in her hands. As she is finding a seat a voice calls out to her.

My first story! Enjoy :) The Ex. [Femdom, bondage, cuckold, dom/sub] [fiction]

They met one day while your wife was out. They began talking and decided to add each other on Facebook. You became concerned because you had a bad history with your ex. She was controlling and manipulative, and played mind games with you. Your wife insisted that she was very nice and wanted to keep talking with her. It is no secret that your wife wears the pants in the household, so you did not argue with her…but you were still nervous.
A few weeks went by and they were still chatting with one another. They would frequently go on coffee dates and get late night drinks together. Every time you asked your wife what happened while they were out together, she would give you short answers and change the subject. You also noticed that she put a password on her phone and laptop. What could she be trying to keep from you? Not only that, but you feel as though she has become distant. It can’t be a coincidence that since they have been talking, sex has become almost nonexistent.