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Ladies After Tequila [FFF]

Jackie’s keys slipped out of her fingers while she giggled and braced her hand on the trim around the doorway.

Kate, a whimsical brunette, laughed and spanked Jackie on the ass while she was bent over to retrieve her keys. “Spank that sexy lesbian ass!” She glanced over at Jade but the motion put her off balance and she teetered back and forth.

Jade laughed at her two ridiculously drunk friends and put her finger up to her lips while stumbling forward. “Ssshhh. You guys, we definitely don’t want to wake up Jackie’s neighbor.”

Jackie finally picked up her keys and was pushed inside her apartment by two giggling and off-balance friends. She leaned against the wall to take her shoes off and said, “You two should stay here a bit until you’re more sober. I’ll,” she hiccoughed, “I’ll make popcorn.”

Jackie fumbled in the cupboard for the popcorn while her friends dumped their shoes and purses on the floor. Kate and Jade plopped onto the bar stools on the other side of the kitchen pass through.

Jade slapped her hand on the counter, tossed her blond hair behind her, and winked a smoky, blue eye at Jackie. “Bartender, a drink, please!” Read more »

Our first time with rope. We might be addicted.

I’ve always been a very submissive girl but I didn’t realize how much fun it was to completely submerge myself into someone else’s dominance. That someone being my fiancé. He’s a naturally dominant person so our relationship works like a charm. I’ve been moody and stressed out all week and unfortunately he got the worst of it. Daddy didn’t like that very much. As soon as we saw each other on Friday he made it clear that I was going to get punished. I was asked to stand still naked while he tied my body up in rope. Sometimes I would try to kiss him or wiggle my butt a little just to tease him, but he wasn’t having any of it. He would slap my ass or choke me until I stopped laughing/smiling. My favorite part of the tying process was when he made me my “happy knot.” The knot that went right on my clit. Once I was tied with rope except for my hands, Daddy made me put red lipstick on. Then he promptly tied my hands behind my back. As soon as That was done, I had my mouth open ready for him to use it, but I was still in punishment so I wasn’t allowed to pleasure him the way I wanted to. Instead, he blind folded me and laid me on the bed. He told me to open my mouth. I was excited that I was finally going to be able to make daddy cum, but instead my mouth was filled with my panties. Then I heard vibrations and I spread my legs open. He played with my hard nipples and then left the vibrator on the rope close enough to my happy knot that I could feel it and it was awesome. I was moaning but all that came out was muffled sounds. The closer he got to my happy knot, the more intense it got and the more I came. I orgasm really easily and Daddy knows this so he tried to prevent it that night. I knew if I told him I came he’d spank my ass or choke me so I tried to keep quiet. When I was close to a really intense orgasm he could tell and stop the vibrator. I tried to say “please don’t stop” but all that would come out were desperate silent pleas that probably wouldn’t have made a difference if my panties were there or not. At this point I was getting a little frustrated because I really just craved to have him inside me some how. He finally unbuckled his belt and whipped out my reward. But I wasn’t to get it easy. Instead, he had me lay on my back with my head hanging off the edge of the bed and him standing up. He held my head and slowly put himself in my mouth and then into my throat. He only went slow for about two strokes and literally face-fucked me. At times I would be teary eyed and have him pull out because I couldn’t breath but those breaks only lasted for about 2 seconds before he went back to it. He didn’t come. I felt disappointed because I felt used and exhausted and usually by then my face is covered in his cream or my cheeks are bulging from all the cum in my mouth. I didn’t feel accomplished. Daddy knew this so he asked “ready for your reward for being a good little slut?” I shook my head yes and by this time the blind fold was around my neck so I could see how sloppy his cock was. I was very excited. He said “we’re going to play a game.” I was a little scared because I thought he was going to find another way to tease me or punish me. He said “we’re going to play Front, Back, Go. When I say front that means you get on your back and let daddy fuck you. When I say back, get on all fours and let daddy fuck you that way. When I say go then you taste yourself on my cock.” He untied my hands and I put the rope that was acting as a thing to the side and it hung by my thigh. He said “back”. I assumed the position with my weight on my forearms and knees. I made sure to have my ass up in the air and arch my back just the way daddy likes it. He slid in and at every inch my pussy just gripped him and savored him. He began pounding me so hard I went from pleasurable moans to mild screaming. I could feel my body getting ready to cum and my screams became more steady. Then he pulled out. He didn’t let me have the satisfaction of cumming. Then he said “go” and I eagerly turned around and completely engulfed his cock into my mouth and made sure to lick off all that I left on him. Then he said “front.” I was moving a bit slow because I was still hung up on that first fuck. He got impatient and grabbed my chin to make my face look at him and he said “I said go faster” and he slapped my face. This woke me up and got me very animated. I laid in my back with my legs open inviting him into me. He didn’t waste any time and immediately started hitting my G-spot. I came. But I made sure he didn’t know because he’d stop. He kept fucking and I could tell I was going to cum again and it was going to be really big. I wrapped my arms around his neck and I tried to quiet my moans but I was going to cum with or without his permission. He pulled out right at that moment. I came but without the satisfaction of having his cock for my pussy to throb on. He said “back” but I was still cumming and he told me to move faster again. He spanked me and it stung. At this point I realized I just had to comply for me to get his cum. Front. Go. Back. front. Back. Go. Back. Go. Front. I was perfect for him. And daddy could see I was trying really hard to please him and be a good girl. He made me get on my knees and just exploded his load in my mouth. My cheeks filled up like two balloons and as soon as he pulled out, his cum leaked out of my tired mouth. I was in a sex coma. My lips were numb but I finally felt accomplished. Daddy told me I was a good girl.

Milf math class [mf] [light bdsm] [fdom]

The clock read half past two, as Derrick slumped into his desk. 20 minutes was all that separated him from a weekend of freedom. He looked up to see Ms Hammond, his AP calculus teacher, write down Smartboard notes for the class. He squinted at the title. “Antidifferentiation”, it said. Fuck that, thought Derrick. He barely knew how differentiation worked. He put his head back down in defeat. It didn’t matter much to him, as he already received his college acceptance letter. Just 3 months longer and he’d be free from this hell hole they called high school.

Ms Hammond scanned her eyes across the room. Everyone was paying close attention to her as she subtly swayed her sultry hips. She knew exactly how to keep her students awake. Whether or not it was math that kept them awake or her toned body, she didn’t know. Not that it mattered a whole lot to her. As long as the material was taught and the class did well on the ap exam, she was a happy camper. Read more »

The Four Elements

—Sylph

Clad only in blustering wind, the Traveler found her in the canyon at the end of the world.

When their eyes met, she gave a girlish smile, inviting him closer. “Dance with me,” she said, her sweet voice tickling the air all around.

Together they danced without a shred of cloth to seperate them, teasing, flirting, their bodies coming ever closer and apart with the whim of the wind. The gale brought them closer, the gale broke them apart.

His fingers traced her shoulder, her hip, her thigh and her breast as they danced wildly. Each time their steps were different, chaotic. His leg slid between hers ad his hand touched her back, but did not hold her from breaking away, and so she did not break away.

Her hand touched his thigh, her lips touched his neck, his nails dug into her back, and a soft, warm sound escaped her throat to be caught in the tempest that engulfed them both.

Their bodies no longer pulled away, twisting and whirling into one another, her flesh growing moist as his grew hard. He pressed his hips to hers, her lips to his, and as she pushed him down they entangled and wrapped eachother. Read more »

Things go too far with step-sister [FM]

I’m writing this on my iPad, so I’m sure typos and missed words will be plenty. On to the story…

Kayla and Max have tolerated each other, but never been close. Their parents married when Kayla was 15 and Max 18, so they didn’t spend a lot of time in the same house together. Now, a few years later, Max has been away at school and is returning to visit his family during reading week.

Max rummages in his pocket for the key to the front door, his bag with clothes and tablet slung over his shoulder. His parents won’t be home for another hour or two yet. He hears the click of the lock and spots Kayla walking away from the door. She’s wearing yoga pants, and a hooded baggy sweater. He hadn’t really remembered her bottom being quite so full.

“Hey, thanks Kayla”, he says as he steps though the door and slips his brown leather shoes off. She tosses a wave over her shoulder in acknowledgment. He can tell she’s staring down at her phone. Max goes down to the basement and sets his stuff beside the couch that will double as his bed for the week. There’s really not much else in the basement, his former room now a hobby room for his parents. Read more »

Journalist Solo in Napa [M] (Jamie & Penny Part 1)

Drunkenly kicking off his expensive loafers, Jamie shuffles across the hotel suite and heaves his six foot frame into a deep leather wing chair. With a sigh he flips open his laptop and stares at the screen. Writing is the last thing he wants to do right now, but he hasn’t written a single word all day, and he just can’t afford not to.
The SFGate generously offered to sponsor his attendance at the journalistic conference in Napa, but when they offered to put him up in a dive hotel off of the highway he declined and booked himself a more luxuriously appointed room not far from his favorite winery. When he booked the suite he thought he’d have company, but now he’s alone.
After a long day of reviewing grammar, corporate guidelines, and journalistic integrity he’d hit the hotel bar with a few colleagues and now his thoughts are warm and slow after one glass too many of a spectacular california red. With a sigh he begins typing and hesitantly picks his way through a piece he’s working on, gradually immersing himself into the story. The amber California sun has long set and the room is dark when Jamie halfheartedly types out a few final sentences and shuts the laptop with a heavy sigh. He’d done what needed to be done and not a word more – tonight his heart isn’t in it.
He pushes himself away from the desk to flick on the lights and grab a beer from the mini-fridge. After a long pull of the cold drink he puts down the bottle and sits at the end of the king bed to undo his tie and unbutton his crisp white shirt. He feels a pang of sadness as he looks around the tastefully decorated room. The room was made for romance, and the stone fireplace across from the white-clothed king bed demands an offering of sex. “Not tonight,” he says out loud as he pulls back the sheets and sinks into the bed. The white linens scratches against his skin as he pulls off the rest of his clothes and slides under the covers, clad only in a tight pair of tight black boxer briefs.
It doesn’t take him long to drain the first bottle of beer twist the top off of a second, which he’d left waiting for him on the beside table – dripping cool condensation onto the expensive dark wood. He heaves another sigh and turns on the tv. The news drones on for under a minute before he flicks his way to the pay per view channel. He ticks past the New Releases section before arriving at the Adult options. The videos available are the same low quality garbage available in any hotel in America – heavy on the “teenage” girls element, with a generous bent on bukkake and angry, but very chesty, moms.
Jamie didn’t care much about the content. He was lonely and seeking solace in the guilty pleasure of hotel porn. He relaxes as the bulge stirring in his black boxer shorts seemingly comes into control – worked up partly by the selection of movies in front of him, and partly by thoughts of the blond woman who should have been enjoying this beautiful Napa Valley suite with him.
He chooses a video for $8.99 that promises a to be full of youthful football players and their sophomoric cheerleading counterparts. Taking another long pull of beer, he’s momentarily distracted by the ridiculous storyline before it leads, shockingly quickly, to a scene with two muscled college jocks circling three cheerleaders, who smile up at them from their place on their knees on the floor of the locker room. The cheerleaders are clearly old enough to have their own kids in college, but he didn’t care. The movie was nonsense, but it satisfied a baser instinct. He pulls the band of his black underwear under his heavy balls and massages his thickened cock in his fist. On the TV a coach comes into the room and takes charge of the younger gang – forcibly deciding which athlete gets to enjoy the pleasures of which cheerleader. It’s only when the coach helpfully coaxes the jock’s oversized cocks into the the girls that Jamie’s brain truly checks out. The room is filled with the sounds of sex on tv, and the rhythmic thwapping of his fist sliding up and down over this rock hard cock. His ass presses deeply into the bed just as the coach is showing unexpected cum over the students writing on the locker room floor. Jamie tenses up and shoots a milky spray of cum onto his smooth, lightly furred stomach and chest.
Before long his thoughts are slowing down again and he’s sleeping soundly under the covers, and the room is lit only by the flickering of the muted tv cycling through endless images of the hotel and local attractions.

Had a dream-come-true bisexual MMF with an older bi couple in their 40s. He had a huge cock and she squirted!

This is my second time writing here. My first experience with GWS was good so I’m more than happy to try again.

For those of you who don’t already know me, I’m a fairly good-looking and tall 6’ 2” bisexual guy in my 30s with an averagely trained hairless slim body and a 6.3 inch dick. Kind of a boyish look, I guess.

After my last time with Richard and Ellen (check my first story here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/369gyb/i_made_my_fantasies_come_true_in_a_bisexual_mmf/), I met with them again. We did lots of the same stuff we had done the last time. The most exciting deviation was that Richard fucked me in the ass with a dildo while I was eating Ellen out and fucking her in missionary. It was super hot. But that’s a whole different story. I want to tell you about my most recent adventure!

I had posted an ad (calling for bi and gay couples) on this dating site ages ago but had already forgotten all about it. One day I checked my anonymous e-mail address and there was a response from a very promising couple. The (bi) dude, called Max, was 44 and the woman, Dolly, was 49. Read more »

My [F]irst Time With An Older [M]an

After I posted my last confession I received a few messages asking me why I thought the age gap was so sexy. I revealed to one of you that I was in an on/off “relationship” with a man who was 45 years old when I was 17 years old that lasted until I was 20 years old. More often than not when I tell friends and boyfriends about this relationship I get a negative reaction from them that causes me to feel upset. I don’t like to tell people. With that said, I was “convinced” to post at least one story and this being my confession account and all . . . Read more »

Lola & Rex’s Sex Show [MF][oral][bukkake][exh/voy]

I was on my way home, just parking the truck, when the message from Lola came in on my phone. ‘Don’t forget, we have a show at 7.’ She knows I go to the gym to buff up before a show as I’m still a little shy about being naked on camera. I made my way upstairs to our apartment where Lola stepped out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a dishtowel. Lola. My woman with long wild chestnut hair, big boobs, big brown eyes and a bodacious ass. She loves me and honestly, I don’t know what to do without her.

“You’re cutting it close,” she said.

I looked at the clock. At twenty minutes to show time, I didn’t have much time.

“I know, I know. I’m going to take a quick shower.”

I gave her a peck on the cheek before showering real well to make every inch of me was nice and clean for whatever Lola may do. I wrapped a towel around my waist as I made my way into the ‘studio’; the spare bedroom which serves as our ‘set’ as well as storage. Equipped with lights, a webcam, a laptop and a TV monitor, all aimed at the queen size bed, it was a working webcasting studio set up to be operated from the bed. Read more »