Bitchy Boss Gets Utterly Dominated [bdsm][fm][Fsub][Mdom]

I had spent all day bossing Jake around. Being a total bitch. I hauled him into my office to berate him for his performance and demanded that he have my reports my tomorrow. I even ordered him to fetch my coffee, which he dutifully obeyed. We always had a friendly rival and I always liked him, but Jake had applied for my promotion. Today, I finally won. He was my subordinate now and I was going to make him pay for trying to take what I rightly deserve. Victory was sweet, but revenge was sweeter. My newfound power and the authority over him was intoxicating. To complete my conquest I needed to sexually dominate him, I thought to myself getting wet in my office. And so I invited him to my house tonight.

I slowly stripped from my business suit, starting with my jacket, then my skirt, and finally my shirt, revealing a tight blue bra and panties. I pulled out my riding crop, like a dominatrix, and gave a deviously seductive smile to Jake. He sat on my bed, his face lit up in surprised. “Sorry, were you expecting vanilla sex?” I said with a sarcastic smile.

Rough first date – [FM]

Allison wandered from her bedroom to bathroom and back half heartedly. She's not sure why she agree to go on the date in the first place. He seems like a nice guy, but just a little boring. Her current dilemma is choosing what to wear. She wants to dress appropriately for the date, but not give the idea that's she's dressed to impress. A groan of frustration slips from lips and she flops onto the bed, her long chestnut brown hair splaying out above her. She's made no progress. She has to leave in ten minutes and she's still in her bra and panties.

Mark lounges on the sofa and checks the time every few minutes. He's happy have plans for the evening, but is concerned that Allison is a little… meek. He's wearing dark jeans a sports coat with a white cotton shirt under it. There's no butterflies in his stomach and he's already thinking about what he'll do when the date is over.

Mark sits at the table he's led to in the back of the restaurant away from the other patrons. It's quiet tonight, the soft murmur of conversation is pleasant, not overwhelming. He reads over the wine list as glances toward the door now and then, watching for his date.

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oops i fucked a gross one

Yet again another story from college. They can't all be winners.

Kristin was…..not that attractive. The type of hookup that you keep to yourself. I had a class with her at college and we got to talking sitting next to each other. It was a 'sign yourself in' attendance policy so we exchanged phone numbers in case one of us ever wanted to skip class the other could sign them in. That and i wanted to fuck her for some reason. She had my weakness-giant tits. These things were huge. Outside of that she was genuinely just not that attractive. She was a brunette a little on the taller side for a female and maybe about 165 170 lbs. The only other thing she had working for her were these toned calves. I don't know why they turned me on…but they did…whatever.

It was a week night and surprise surprise I was horny. Probably about 10 o clock. I was looking at internet porn jerking off when Kristin texted me out of the blue asking what I was up to. I don't remember exactly how the conversation went but probably something to the effect of 'horny. you. me. sex'. She was obliging.

Horse Voyeurs [M/F], first post

It is a warm spring day, but a bid muddy because it had rained recently. We have driven out to farm country for a stroll in the fresh air. There is a long thin forest path that follows the top of the escarpment with farmland on one side and a cliff on the other.

We get out of car and take a deep breath. The country air smells fabulous. It smells of spring thaw: hay bails, budding trees, last year's leaves, manure.

We're wearing shorts, T-shirts, and hiking boots. I suggest you take the lead, mostly because I am mesmerized by your sleek legs as you navigate the mud and rocks along the trail.

It's too early in the spring for bugs and still a bit cool in spots, especially in the parts of the woods where there are lots of big mossy rocks. There's even still a bit of ice here and there in nooks.

After walking through the woods for a bit, the trees open up and we enter a warm meadow. The smell of the spring wild flowers fills us with life. I take your hand and we run through the meadow like children. Your hair is out, and flows behind you like wings.

Goddess Jennie [MF] [Fdom]

“Oh, god, Jennie, I’m so sorry.” It was late Saturday morning after my night with Rachel. I’d had ideas of waiting for the right time to tell her, but as soon as I’d gotten home I’d broken down. It looked like Taylor was gone, but Jennie was still in the t-shirt and panties that she slept in. She met me in the living room when I came into our apartment, but she seemed to be still waking up. I was on my knees trying to choke out an apology.

“What are you talking about, Rob?” Jennie asked.

“Rachel came home to her apartment last night, and I ended up sleeping with her. I’m so sorry…” I managed to say.

“Wait, you’re telling me you fucked that little slut?” Jennie sounded shocked and was starting to get angry.

“Yes, but…” I started.

“Be quiet.” Jennie interrupted me. She was silent for what seemed like a long time. “The next time I let you speak, you’ll address me as goddess. Right now, I want you to get your clothes off, go to the bedroom, and get on your hands and knees on the bed. Do you understand?”

[M/F] I went back

I stared awkwardly the first time I saw her smile. To simply call her beautiful misses just how extraordinarily lovely she was. In a sentence; She was a triumphant heroine from a Gabriel Garcia Marquez novel come to life.

Venezuelan and proud she had pale skin, green eyes, and long black hair that held my gaze far too often. I'm not sure she ever felt she was sexy, and that made her a thousand times more alluring.

I had no business dating someone like her, the person that introduced us had vastly overestimated my capabilities and class. When our volunteer matchmaker asked if I'd like to see her again I was speechless. The group dinner was pleasant enough, but I was sure I'd admitted too much about my lack of education and my wilder times. Our first one on one date ended with an aborted hug (she tried, I dodged) after a pleasant but peculiar evening. I was smitten, but not hopeful.

I picked her up for date two in a pickup almost as old as she was, it was loud, unattractive, and my driving didn't help. Walking around the mall is my personal version of hell. I can't remember what movie we saw, or what kind of froyo I got – I do remember how pleasant she was and how gorgeous she looked.

Cindy sneaks up to a small hotel room to play [T/M] (xpost /r/cdstoriesgonewild/)

As many of Cindy's adventures start, I took a bit of a shopping day to myself to find some new cute outfits, and specifically some new wedge heels. After exchanging a few emails with a few gentlemen, I got a pretty good vibe from Tony, who was staying at a fancy hotel downtown. Already dolled up and having teased myself, I jumped in the car and headed to him.

Now, as I've noted before, I'm not fully passable, so going to meet someone in public or a hotel can be a little tricky if I'm going while already dressed, but it can be quite a rush! What I didn't was that this night was the craziest of all. The hotel is in a section of downtown knowing for having as little parking as possible, and as I started to circle the blocks around it, the police had blocked off a few streets. I had to mange to not look too suspicious while driving, try to park discreetly, and not walk by all of the cops (who would have clearly taken me for a lady of the night in the tiny micro skirt and fishnets I was wearing: http://imgur.com/SW0rBeu). It was about 2am on a weeknight, so most bars had closed up, but there were a few cabs and late stragglers on the streets, and I got my fair share of looks as I tried to be discreet and pass as much as possible. There was no avoiding the lobby of this upscale hotel, however, and once inside, I walked through like I owned it and charged right into the elevator.

[F/F/M/M] Why don’t you join us? Part II

Continuing from Part one: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3kum27/ffmm_why_dont_you_join_us_part_1/

I take a seat on the bottom-right edge of the bed. Without hesitation, Anna sits next to me on the right-side edge. Tyler closes the door and goes to sit diagonally from us, watching. Dylan and Tyler are watching as I stare at Anna. Her hair is still damp, slowly drying about her face. Her lips are a raw pink, I suppose from kissing Tyler, which is almost reminiscent of another pair of lips… I’ve never wanted to touch someone so badly before. Nor have I ever been so nervous- I had always been confident with sex… it just came naturally for me. And so did they. Perhaps it was the porn I watched, or reading about sex, but typically I felt confortable. I don’t know what to do. But a strand of that damp dark hair has fallen next to her eye and I must move it.

Giving my [f]irst blow job

My first GWS submission, I decided to spend my lunch break typing up one of my favorite memories :)

This happened when I was 17. I lived in a smallish town and I worked at this tiny mom and pop store owned by an older couple. There were only two employees, me, and my manager Ryan, who was 24.

I was a senior in high school but I had the biggest crush on a guy who worked at the bank I used. He was older than me, but I knew he was interested. He was a bank teller and we would catch each other's eyes when I was in line. I always went inside to deposit my checks.

I had thought about the bank teller, Mike, so many times while masturbating. I was still a virgin but I wanted to have sex with him so bad. I knew I was inexperienced but I had watched a little bit of porn and had an idea of how to handle a dick. More than anything, I wanted to impress him with a fantastic blow job, but I had never given one before.

Better Days Haven’t Came Since The Day I (M) Reconnected with My Ex-Girlfriend (F) – [Part III]

Continuing the story of me and an ex-girlfriend. This one is a big jump in what we proceeded to venture between each other, that’s why it’s considerably longer. You can find previous stories here:

Part II: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3l2fn6/better_days_havent_came_since_the_day_i_m/

The weekend couldn’t have gone by any slower. I was anticipating Monday to come around so that we could see each other again. When it finally did, I didn’t see her until later the afternoon…she was running late that morning. A couple thoughts ran through my head: she might have regretted what we had done, I might have taken things too fast, she wasn’t ready to become that intimate with someone yet, maybe she got into trouble at home? I wasn’t sure, though it didn’t dwell on my mind for long as my day got progressively busy with classes.

Three o’clock came around and so did the bell, I walked around looking for her and nothing. I figured she was stuck with a teacher, so I met up with some of my friends to shoot the shit. After a few hours we all part ways and I headed home, though I didn’t get far without seeing her.