(M/F) How my roommate/best friend’s sister became my fuck buddy, and more.. (Part 6)

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3vzrcg/how_my_best_friendroommates_sister_became_my_fuck/

Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3w4jkl/how_my_best_friendroommates_sister_became_my_fuck/

Part 3: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3warvt/how_my_best_friendroommates_sister_became_my_fuck/

Part 4: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3wyqb3/how_my_best_friendroommates_sister_became_my_fuck/

Part 5: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/47qzlt/how_my_best_friendroommates_sister_became_my_fuck/

So things were going very well for Kate and I, but we were getting prepared to act as if nothing was going on between us, as my family and her and Ryan’s family would be having Thanksgiving dinner together, and also be spending a lot of time together that weekend. Kate and Ryan’s parents are very prominent boosters for a local university’s football program, and so when they invited me and my parents to travel with them to attend one the football games on the road, we couldn’t say no. Kate’s parents are very generous, and very rich, and ended up paying for our flights and hotel. We ended up having 3 rooms, which meant Kate, Ryan and I would be rooming together. I offered to sleep on the pull out couch, leaving the two queen beds for them. This was the first time that Kate and I would be spending the night together, but not by ourselves, which made me incredibly nervous.

i went to a coffee shop today near a retirement community to masturbate…..

WOW!!!!!

i am soooooo wet. I went in and the place was empty. I ordered a coffee and went to the back of the place. Now i sat there for about 10 minutes until someone walked in. It was a guy in his 70’s i would guess, and he ordered his coffee and walked right back to where i was sitting. I looked up and he smiled at me and sat down. In a new twist, this guy asks me if i am on TV as he is sure that he has seen me before. I say no, and start to read the paper. Well he gets up, and walks over and sits down in the chair next to me. He has a huge smile and whispers that he knows me, and that he remembers me from about two years ago, in this store. I look at him and say i come in every once in a while, but he then tells me that he watched me finger myself, in this spot, two years ago. Well, i was caught off guard but he comes out and asks me if i will do it again. I lean back in the seat, spread my legs and start to show him my pussy. Now, this is not what i planned, but it was so hot being asked to finger myself, and looking around I start to slide my finger up and down my pussy lips. I am getting pretty wet, and begin to finger myself. I had closed my eyes, and when i opened them he was fixated. I reached out and grabbed his hand, trying to see if he would stop me, but he obviously was interested. I told him to rub my clit and make me cum. Well, he may have been old, but this guy knew his way around a pussy. He worked me over for about 5 minutes, and i came about 3 times. I stopped him, thanked him and he told me to come back any time.

Just This Once [FM] [bd] [oral] [orgasm denial] [turned tables] [drugs]

“You do realize that once you let me out of these ropes that it’s all over for you, right?”

“I’m well aware.” Alex pulled her knees to her bare chest and admired her prize. Normally it was her that would be naked and bound by the silky ropes, limbs pulled to the corners of the bed; at the mercy of her love and his sadistic whims. And on any other day she’d gladly switch places with him. But not today. Today was the day she summoned up the courage to try and pull this off. It wasn’t easy either. Weeks of watching, learning and planning had gone into this.

It would be worth whatever punishment that would come after this was over. It had to be. Because after this chance she knew she wouldn’t get another. He would remember and he’d make damn sure she didn’t get any notions like this in her head again.

“If you say it I’ll let you out.” Even though she had been unbelievably sneaky and just a bit underhanded to get him in the position he was she wouldn’t hesitate to untie him if he said so.

My boyfriend thinks of porn while we are having sex

So here is the thing… (and be gentle, this is my first post) I’m 25 and my boyfriend is 35, we have been together for almost 2 years. Our sex life has never been spectacular but it was good enough (I still had an orgasm eveytime even though it was pretty monotonous for my likikng & appetite) we were having sex fairly regularly (3 or so times in the week) when he was home from camp (he works 7 days on 7 days off) then things changed. It didn’t happen all at once but slowly just came to a screeching hault for the most part. A big part of it seemed to be his drive and performance was down. We made a comeback though and things started to look up again. He was initiating it much more than before, it wasn’t so monotonous and I was satisfied mostly. We stopped having bummer, overly emotional conversations about the problems all the time and I made a bigger effort to make it fun and climactic for both of us. I was trying to be a real team player, it is more fun if we both “get there”. Months went by and the same thing started to happen. Again, slowly and not all at once but the same effort on my part wasn’t doing it for him anymore. I could feel this dark cloud around anytime I wanted sex and the exact moment he just gives up trying my heart sinks a little more each time but I put on a happy face and finish him off willingly. Recently the same thing happened but this time he wouldn’t let me help him. He said he didn’t want me to have to work so hard, that it wasn’t fair to me. On one hand I get where he was coming from, he didn’t want to disappoint me again but I thought we were a team and him giving up let me down more than not having an orgasm would have. We had talked about him going to a doctor to cross that possibility off the list before but he always put it off and resisted. After that day I just made the appointment for him. The appointment was set for a Monday so all we had to do was get through the weekend. In addition, we were having troubles I guess you would say in other areas of our relationship which put extra pressure on us. He doesn’t communicate his feelings very well. He turtles in and pushes it down. I on the other hand am the exact opposite.. I want to talk right away and get it all out there (it is something I’m working on) for 2 days I kept telling myself to leave well enough alone, don’t ask questions you don’t want the answer to and just wait until Monday to see what the doctor says but it was eating away at me. When I told him about the appointment I made we spoke briefly (I was trying to tread lightly to not hurt his feelings) and he said he didn’the have the same issues when he was masturbating so it must not be physical. I confirmed by saying so there is only problem when I am in the room. He said yes. (Ouch) I think I would have waited until Monday to talk more but that set me into a self conscious tail spin. We didn’t speak about it the rest of the day but after a night of bad dreams involving him and other women (I have bad dreams frequently) my emotions were running wild and I pushed the issue when we woke up. After a while I started asking direct questions (because getting information out of him freely is like juicing a rock) he admitted to masturbating at least every other day while at work (never trying to include me in it btw as I work out of town too and have on many occasions sent&asked for pictuers/videos and would be more than willing to participate) when we would only have sex maybe once or twice the week he was home and I initiated it, that he thinks of porn while he is inside of me and that he isn’t as attracted to me since I gained weight (double ouch.. soft spot for me for sure) (part of the reason I gained weight is the lack of intimacy and living isolated in the place he wants to live plus he has gained weight too)

It Would be Your Pleasure [FM] [Romance] [Oral] [cross-post r/nsfwsecondperson]

We’ve been apart for so long. Late nights on web chat have kept us going. Me, staring as you do stripteases for me. You, trying not to giggle as I find the right angle to make my cock look the biggest.

But finally, it’s time to be together again. My flight lands at 3.

You pick me up from the airport and we hug and kiss and get honked at to move along. Your lips are the greatest I’ve ever come in contact with. I don’t know if you do anything behind the scenes to make them so perfectly soft, but they’re like heaven.

We try to make conversation but we’re just too giddy about being together again.

We’re like that all through lunch. And then you drop me off at my place. I creep inside to check, but my roommate is home. And we want space. So you go home and we wait just a little longer. I shower the plane off of me and you tell me your place is deserted.

So I get dressed all nice for our date and head over to you.

Pretty sure I’m a prostitute for a guy [MF]

Haven’t posted in a while, sorry guys :)

A couple of months ago, I was involved with an older guy who treated me like eye candy and was given sex when asked. He quit because he got back with his wife and he didn’t want to risk her finding out. He lived up north but had business clients here so was here several days a week.

About two weeks ago, I run into one of his business clients at Target. He asks what’s going on, etc. And when he finds out I’m single, starts flirting big time. I flirt back a little and give him my cell. That night he text me for drinks, I accept and give him my address. I’ve also been living alone for a month now but that’s another story. Anyway, I get prepared and look ready for a good night, he shows up early! I let him and keep getting dressed. When I come out, he’s got wine already poured and gives me a glass. I don’t have wine cups so we drank from plastic cups. He flirts a little more and we both drink the wine. I have to watch it with wine because it gets me naked fast, he didn’t know this. I give him a kiss and tell him let’s go.

Business Trip Surprise Pt 3 F/M BBC

Business Trip Surprise Pt 3 F/M BBC

I knew she was a great cocksucker but hadn’t thought someone from her work would be experiencing her talents. I’m not sure why but I just wasn’t prepared for that. Later after dinner I called my wife but she didn’t answer and then I remembered she was to be out with friends this evening till late so I drove around aimlessly for a little while till I found the strip club some of the guys had talked about. I went in and found a seat and enjoyed the show. There was one girl that looked a lot like an old girlfriend dancing which made it a bit more interesting. It was an uncanny look and I might have been fooled except I remembered that what I was seeing was how she had looked years ago and she would have been much older now. It was fun to think she might have been on stage showing her goods to everyone who wanted to see though. It was getting late so after a couple more dancers I decided it was time to go to be and drove back to the hotel.

[Request] Help with recomendations of where to start?

If this isn’t this right place to ask, sorry! Does anyone know if there is a better place?

I pretty much have just always preferred erotica to anything else, but haven’t ever really been able to get into much of anything. Not for lack of interest, lack of being able to get a hold of anything worth reading. But maybe I just don’t know where to look? I’ve read a bit of basic stuff on those sites that people can submit their own writing, but that’s getting excruciatingly boring and monotonous. I’d like to find some actual books, I work at a bookstore so I like having actual pages in my hands rather than a screen, but I’m not against any online or kindle recomendations for websites, short stories or anything like that.

Aside from that, I’m not particularly *into* anything, but that’s kind of why I’d like to explore further into erotica’s realms. I like any mix of genders or numbers of people and anal is probably my most daring fetish I know I have, if the only one, really, which is why I’d like to see if I can find anything in erotica.

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I[m]pulsive quickie in his [f]ront seat

Ben and I had been planning on getting together and hanging out for months. Just as friends, we had never been anything more than that, despite the intriguing circumstances in which we met. He wasn’t the best looking guy in the world. In fact, he was a little chubby and awkward. He wore glasses that reminded me of a librarian. But he was sweet and one of my closest friends.

The whole week we texted back and forth about going to catch a movie and playing some Magic or going up to the Paintball arena. It was supposed to be great. He left his house, about three hours away at about 10AM on Saturday. Around noon was when I got the phone call. My dad was never a man of many words. After I answered he just said “Gram’s gone.” and that was that. A few more sentences of me asking if he was okay and him pretending to be and then making excuses about having to call everyone before hanging up. I almost forgot Ben was coming until he texted me again. I had been frozen on my porch steps since getting off the phone with my dad, but smiled through the tears when I saw that he said he was in town.

Daddy is so convincing [fM]

I’m going to try writing two stories one with the father as the corrupter and one with the daughter as the tease. This story is the father taking control.

James watches from the kitchen window as Julie and her friend Adriana tan themselves beside the pool. James can’t help but notice that his daughter has grown into a young woman. There are curves where there weren’t before. He sees teen boy check her out when they think he’s not looking. Sarah, James’ wife assures him that she’s still the sweet girl she was a few years ago, but James can’t help be concerned that a boy is going to take advantage of her.

From where James stands, he can the swell of the their breasts peeking from the top of their bikini and their stomachs glisten the remnants of water from their last plunge. With a shake of the head, James walks from the window and to the living room to read.

Hours later now, Adriana has gone home and Julie has gone up to her room. James walks down the hall toward the master bedroom. Julie’s door is slightly ajar. He glances in and sees his daughter facing her mirror, with no top on. Her breasts are full, pert, and her hips have a wonderful curve. Her black panties cover an ass that is filling out faster than he’d like.