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Let me take you on a journey {m4f}

Imagine me behind you as I whisper in your ear, my voice burrowing into your very being, my fingers slowly crawling up your spine, tracing each vertebrae. Let me take you on a journey through your mind, and guide you down a garden path, showing you every corner of your mind. Let me show you every waterfall and hidden grotto. I'll take you into the darkest caves of your mind, where you've never dared to go before, where the monsters live. I will open doors in your mind that you've never known existed, doors that you're to afraid to unlock. You're thinking that what I'm saying is too good to be true, that what I promise is impossible. But there is a part of you that knows it's true, that knows the power i hold over you already. Let me take control, give yourself to me, let me take you, mind body and soul.

Room for Rent [m/f]

This all took place two or three years ago. I was living in a three-bedroom house with a couple roommates. It wasn't exactly a nice place, but it was a great location and cheap rent. After my roommate Tim moved out, I was put in charge of finding someone new to move in.

Most of the people who had lived there were single dudes in their twenties and thirties, so it definitely had a bit of a bachelor pad vibe to it. We weren't filthy or anything, but cleaning was not our top priority. I didn't discriminate when I was renting out the place, but generally girls did not seem interested.

There was one girl, however, who was interested right off the bat. She loved the location (near Barton Springs and Zilker Park, if you're familiar with Austin) and wanted to come check it out as soon as possible. I was working hectic schedule, so it was tricky to fit in times to show the room, but one night I told her I'd be home by ten, and she said she'd come over then. Read more »

Two For my Master

"Ok, I want you to tell me a story," he says. My hands are around his already hard cock, oils dripping between my fingers as I work them up and down, up and down.

"Yes?"

"Choose a friend, one you know I would like, and tell me about the two of you servicing me."

"A threesome?" I ask smiling.

"Exactly," he says.

"Hmmm…well, I think you would like my friend Jill. She's beautiful and smart and built a lot like me, curvy in the right places, but a little bit shorter."

"Yes," he says "Her! Go on."

"So, you have instructed us to be ready for you on a Saturday morning at 8am. You will be on your way to an out-of-town job and will be at my place at that time. We should be ready. The night before, I have Jill spend the night. We have been friends for ages and love being together! Over wine, lots of wine, I share with her the adventure that is about to happen. I'm not sure how she will react, but she is excited. Very excited! She knows about my complete surrender to you; she knows why, too. She's heard stories of your prowess and your power and your cock. We discuss our plan and spend time preparing – shaving and painting our nails. We have everything ready for your arrival." Read more »

[MF][bd][fdom] When she came to bed

Laying on the bed, propped up reading something deep and meaningful, the latest issue of Popular Mechanics, I hear the water in the shower shut off. My Pavlovian response is to begin salivating and develop a throbbing erection in anticipation of what is to come. You came home from the gym, tired and sweaty, but with a certain bounce in your step that hinted at possibility. I like possibility.

There is the rustling of a towel against your wet body. Damn, mirror too foggy to see anything from here. Relying on my admittedly overactive imagination, I see you gliding the towel across your chest, back, ass, and… those legs. When you put your foot on the counter, point your toes and slide that towel down them. That just does something to the animal part of my brain.

You wrap the towel around yourself and walk into the bedroom. You don't make eye contact, but start rubbing lotion on your arms, shoulders and legs. Walking over, you sit on the edge of the bed and lower the towel from your back, while still covering your breasts. Read more »

Weekend Getaway (MFMF) This turned out longer than I thought, sorry. To get straight to the sex scroll down to the ***** break

This is my first time sharing a story on here. I have been reading and enjoying the sub for several months now. This weekend something happened that changed our sex life for ever. This story details that adventure. I don't have the kind of friends in my life that I can share this kind of story with. So, I decided to let it out here, anonymously.

First a little back story. My name is Dave (39) and my wife is Amber (40). We met 2 years ago, through mutual friends. A year later we were married. We had a great sex life but were always interested in making it better. Amber is bi-sexual and had several girlfriends before we dated. A few months into our married life we started exploring our sexuality. We have experimented with different scenarios and roleplaying. There are a few stories that might be well received on here. We will see how this one goes first. Read more »

My College Girlfriend Was Right To Be Paranoid (M/F)

I was a quiet kid in high school, I had friends and what not but I was still quiet so I sometimes got overlooked in the dating scene. I decided to change that in college and within 2 months got a girlfriend.

We dated for about 5 months, during that time I have a friend I'll call Maria who I start to really hang out with in the twilight era of my Freshman relationship. She's there for me during all the fights and there for me during the break up. In fact part of the reason the break up happens is because my girlfriend thought I was "uncomfortably close" with her.

Well either way relationship ends and Maria listens to my post-break up whining. However one night while we're sitting in the abandoned dorm lounge things get really flirty. Lots of play punching and what not. Eventually it comes to a head when I make a joke inferring that she's a guy. She scoffs and looks me in the eyes and says "I'm a girl, trust me, don't you believe me?" when she does this she opens her legs slightly but not overtly. Read more »

University Escapades Pt. 2 – Using the Student Council Office as my Personal Hookup Pad.

Preamble: I've created this throwaway with one goal – pleasing everyone on gone wild stories! I've lurked for quite a while and figured now is the time to give back. A little bit about me: I'm an under-30 year old male with a penchant for writing and a University degree from a well known (this is particularly relevant). These are my true experiences and stories from my youth. They range from the absurd to the amazing to the shocking… and everywhere in between. Enjoy!

In my last story, I spoke about my first experience with Elle – We had just hung out for the first time and I ended up eating her out. I remember leaving her place with the feeling that we would be getting together quite frequently. I also remember feeling as if things were going to get even wilder. I was right. Read more »

[timestop, other tags] Jake’s Magic Remote, Part VII – Sweet Dreams

“And ever since then, you’ve been able to-”
“Stop time, yes.”
Petra blinked, staring at her father. “That is so cool…”
Jake felt an instant surge of relief. “Yeah,” he said, “It really is.”
“So at the restaurant, when that woman’s top kept opening…”
“Yep, that was me.”
Petra giggled. “That’s awesome! I love you, Daddy!” She stopped and thought for a moment more. “At the end there… what happened to her?”
Jake looked away. He was not looking forward to explaining some of his recent adventures. “Well, I’m not proud of that…”
Petra leaned over to make him look at her again. “Dad. Given what I just did, I don’t think we need secrets anymore.”
Jake sighed. “You’re right. Okay. What happened there was that I was so pissed at her for being such a bitch that I… fucked her right there in the restaurant.”
Petra covered her mouth with her hands, eyes wide. At first Jake thought she was horrified, but then her shoulders started shaking and he realized she was laughing. He smiled in relief as she started laughing out loud, her voice echoing through the silent theater. “Oh my God! That is amazing! She never even knew what hit her, and that poor loser with her probably got jumped after!”
Jake grinned. “Yeah. Yeah, he probably did.” He leaned back, relaxing. “I’m glad you’re okay with this. I’ve been feeling pretty guilty about it.”
Petra snuggled up against his chest and pulling his arm around her again. “Was that why mom was so excited before?”
Jake felt himself blush and knew that she was trying to embarrass him the way she always did. She loved keeping him on the defensive. So he counterstruck. “Yes,” he said, “I was testing a theory on manipulating people. I feel bad about it. I also went upstairs and saw something interesting there, just after we were done.”
Petra stiffened up in his grip, clearly ashamed of her spying. “It was pretty hot,” she admitted after a moment. “Did you… did you do anything to me?”
“Not just then,” Jake said, stroking her hair.
“Oh.” There was a moment of silence. “…OH!”
“Heh… yeah.”
“Daddy, you perv!”
“Says the one who’s getting off while calling out to me.”
“Well, yeah, okay. We can talk about that later. So the remote… it’s on you?”
“In my pocket, all the time.”
“And you stopped things just now?”
“I guess so, but I didn’t mean to. I didn’t press the button. It just stopped by itself.”
Petra looked over at the usher, who’d been just about to sweep his flashlight in their direction. “Good thing it did. Has that happened before?”
“Once,” Jake said, “when a car almost hit me. I haven’t been able to do it on purpose.”
Without any warning, Petra punched jake in the leg.
“Ow! What the hell?”
“Sorry. Just checking.”
“We’re already stopped. Or, everything else is.”
“Oh yeah. Sorry.”
“You wanna just watch the end of the movie?”
“One second.”
Petra got up and eased out of the aisle. Careful not to disturb anything, she walked up and over to where the other couple were sitting, the ones who’d been fooling around before them. She giggled, then leaned down to inspect something. She was still giggling to herself when she returned.
“What’s so funny?”
“You’re bigger. And she’s not as pretty as me.”
Jake rolled his eyes. “Come here, you.” Read more »