[m]y very curious step-sister and her [f]riend

Let me preface this story with a little background. This happened 3 years ago. I was 20 and my step-sister and her friend was 18. My mom married her dad when we were 14 and 12, respectively. She always has friends over the house and I've known all of her friends for a few years.

It was a Friday or Saturday night because she was allowed to have a friend sleep over the house. I knew this girl, but not as well as the rest of her friends. Her name is Amanda. Amanda and Sam (my step-sister) were up really late that night doing well… whatever girls do at sleepovers. Our rooms are connected by a bathroom with sliding doors on both ends. Picture my room being on the far left, then a bathroom in the middle, then her room on the far right. Our parents slept all the way on the other side of the house. I was really tired that night. I think I was up late the night before playing a new video game, so I decided I should fall asleep at a decent time. It was around 12:30 AM I was awoken to the sound of obnoxious girly laughter. The kind that pierces your ears because it's on a whole other frequency level. I was about to leave the comfort of my bed to go yell at them to keep it down, but just as I was about to get up I heard what they were talking about…

[m/f] Teasing leads to pleasing for both of us

My girlfriend is currently on a work trip, so I asked her to write the story of one of my favorite times, from her perspective, leading to: http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/38geq3/the_risk_of_it_all/ She then asked me to write my own story, and here we are. Without further ado…

We were laying in bed, cuddled up against each other, talking about nothing in particular. As always, we were naked, and there's only so long I can be naked in bed with her without my body taking over. I gently pushed her onto her back and moved halfway on top of her, kissing her softly at first, then with increasing fervor.

I kissed down to her neck, biting just until I heard her gasp; that simple, sudden, sharp intake of air that I yearn for. As I kiss down to her breast, I look up at her and run my fingers down to her mound, legs spreading involuntarily as I push gently against her. Circling my tongue 'round her nipple, I slowly slide my middle finger down to rest against her clit; not moving, just applying slight pressure, making her squirm and moan.

(F)inal Days with Jake [Part 3 of 3] Long (F+M)

Jake and I prepared to go out for dinner with my parents at an expensive restaurant. I went into my closet to pick out something to wear while Jake went into the bathroom and got changed and did some last minute changing.

I picked out this light blue dress that came down about halfway down my thighs and showed off a little bit but not too much cleavage. I picked out a pair of white heels to go with it and wore some ivory jewelry I had. Underneath I picked out one of my favorite gstrings which were black to match a lacey black bra I had.

Jake was wearing khaki pants with a long sleeve button-down that was white with a blue checkered pattern. We matched surprisingly well. After Jake was finished dressing I decided to go into the bathroom to dress and do my make up so that I would surprise Jake. When I came out I saw Jakes eyes light up and he simply just said "Wow" and started kissing me.

I stopped him since I didn't want to ruin my make up and we had to leave shortly anyways.

The Joy of outdoor stuff [M25/33F] (public, oral, slave. buttplay)

This story is a bit out of order chronologically, but it was requested. (see previous stories for more background)

Joy and I were in no certain terms, a complicated pair. She had been the 3rd member of a Master/Mistress/slave threesome relationship from years past. My then former g/f and I (her Mistress) had long since parted ways at this point but slave Joy and I kept in contact throughout the years. Events finally worked themselves out down the road and we decided to continue the M/S relationship.
Sexually speaking, we had vastly different ideals in what turned us on. I loved private, intimate sessions behind closed doors. Joy, being the opposite end of the spectrum, loved anonymous sex acts out in public or in front of an unaware audience. Big differences to be sure, but we did have other common grounds (sexually speaking that is) that made "us" work and it is there where our tale begins.

Bit of Background

Success story on dirty r4r

The original post

http://www.reddit.com/r/dirtyr4r/comments/36y7ic/21ff4m_la_lets_play_a_little_game/

TL:DR I had the best sexual experience of my life.

So I'm not a good writer, but since I had such a great time I decided to do my best and write a success story for you guys to jerk off to ;)

My friend picked out a guy from the many PMs I supposedly received (she knows the password to this account, and I wanted this guy to be a TOTAL stranger, meaning I didn't even want to know what he looked like before hand) and worked out all the details setting up our little rendezvous. On Monday at 11 AM, we walked into the hotel room. I stripped down naked and had my friend tie me to the bed and blindfolded me, so I REALLY didn't know what he looked like. We talked until our guest arrived at around noon, and then the fun began.

Making the innocent girl beg for it [m/f]

Caitlin has the most amazing sexual tension of any women I've ever had the pleasure of fucking. By 'sexual tension' I don't mean two people looking at one another knowing the other wants to do the horizontal tango– although that was there as well. I mean the tension between her strict sense of propriety and her sexuality simmering under the surface waiting to be brought to a boil.

I'll start from the beginning. This will be a little long, so if you're a dirty scroller I suggest you jump ahead until you start seeing words like "pussy", "dripping", and "OMIGOD OMIGOD FUCK FUCK FUCK".

The risk of it all

We knew it was risky. We knew that neither one of us would want to stop once we got close. I think that added to the pleasure of it all, the naughty risk.

I knew he wanted me. As I put away dishes from dinner he came up behind me and I felt his rock hard cock against my ass and I wanted nothing more than for him to plunge deep inside of me, right then and there.

When he gets like this, I like to make him wait just a little longer. Not too much longer; that would be cruel. Just long enough that he wouldn't be able to hold back. What? I like things a little on the rough side.

He finally lured me upstairs, and stripped me down, admiring what is his. Normally he would lay me down and fuck me hard, but my Master was feeling generous. Every now and again, he gives me the illusion of power, of control. This time, he laid down, and brought me down on top of him, impaling me. The tip of his cock kissed my cervix and I couldn't help but clamp down, seeking what is mine.

His Womanly Ways (Genderswap Erotica Novel)

My new novel, His Womanly Ways, was published by Torquere Press on May 27th. One week out, I thought I'd share the blurb here!

Alex is a womanizer. He makes no excuses for it. Yes, he picks up women at the local bar, leaving them with just a memory of a good night and a good lay, but he hasn't had any complaints yet. That is, until he picks up the wrong woman. Not satisfied to be tossed aside as just another notch in Alex's bedpost, she curses him, wishing he “knew what it was like for a woman.” And he's about to find out what she means, embarking on a genderswap journey that he can't stop.

Alex starts slowly gaining secondary female characteristics. Waking up with his cock gone, replaced by a vagina, was bad enough. Then it gets worse, as his body becomes more like a woman than the man he used to be. Alex tries to hide the changes he's going through, for fear that someone will discover his secret, but keeping this quite literally “under wraps” might be impossible before the curse runs its course.

Tea Party (daddydom – yes shes 24)

Drapped in a polka dot sundress and bare feet you entertain a table of empty chairs and porcelain cups. A lavish tea pot steams with earl grey and I can hear the faint whispered conversation you have with your unseen friends. Its sweltering in this room, so much so I began to wonder why you would choose to serve such a hot beverage. Beads of sweat run down my brow to match the ones running down the opening of the low cut dress across your breasts. After languishing in the door surveying the curves of your plump bottom you notice me and beckon me to join. Apparently one of the chairs and cups was set up just for me, yellow tapestry donning a solid metal spoon.

"Come on daddy, we are having a tea party."

"Oh I don't want to intrude. I was enjoying just watching you entertain your guests."

"Don't be silly daddy, most of my guests have left. We almost have the room all to ourselves. You look like you need a drink."

Adventures of a Teenage Slut: My (F)irst Ti(m)e

This story takes place when I had just turned 18. Throughout most of high school, I was pretty innocent. Smoked a little weed, drank a little whiskey, but didn't we all? I was a virgin who generally played by the rules and tried to stay out of trouble, at least until senior year. Senior year was the beginning of my crazy streak, and I have plenty of great stories. One of my favorites is the story of how I lost my virginity.

At the end of my junior year, I got a job at a local department store. Having gone to a small catholic school my whole life, it was my first dose of the real world, and I loved what I saw. Unlike the skinny, preppy boys at my school, my coworkers were men-they had facial hair and smoked cigarettes and lifted weights I was completely smitten.