Some really positive feedback to part I, thank you :D I'll keep posting I guess. Enjoy!
Late Night Pleasure [m/f]
Some men you simply can't resist testing to see if the hype is true. There have only been a few men in my lifetime that I have enjoyed entirely. I met him at a conference one summer and we flirted all summer. He was cocky, confident, and was a challenge that required time and effort. We were together during meetings often during the week, but his one stipulation was that no one could know that anything was happening between us. Two years older than me, he had eyes that danced with temptation and hands meant to please. I found myself drawn to him, wanting him in my bed. We started texting one night. Hormones coursing through my veins, I found it hard to be calm with the tantalizing promise of seeing him. We messaged for hours, I spoke to him of my fantasies, of meeting him and offering myself for his pleasure, for him to use as he wished.
Finally, I got my wish. "Meet me outside in five minutes"
The Aftermath of a Night Gone Wild (M/F)
Here is a link to my previous story which leads to this one – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/31dgoc/how_i_cheated_on_my_bf_mf/
Sorry in advance for the long post, I just wanted to include every detail I could remember. Also I apologize for the spelling and grammar errors. I'm not a writer, just a story teller. If you didn't read my previous post, I cheated on my boyfriend Jeff with another guy named Mark. This is the aftermath of that night. I didn't include many details about Jeff because I am nervous that he could stumble upon this somehow because he and his friends use reddit. If anyone wants more details on Mark or Jeff feel free to message me.
The Aftermath
Once Mark had finished I was shocked but still very horny and confused. I still had him in my mouth and his hands were still on my head but I didn't have any idea what just happened or how it did, or even what was coming next. Mark kept my head pushed down for what seemed like forever, as I sucked every last drop out of him. Then he let go and after a few seconds I realized it was over and I could let go to.
Update #8 – I [M] fucked my uptight roommate [F]
I know I’m slow with the updates but have been kind of busy recently so not much time to write but I am away at the moment visiting my family and it is boring as hell so I’m entertaining myself by writing this. So I think this happened last Tuesday. Ellie and I were both in the kitchen and talking when Bernice came back from work and was complaining about being stressed about work blah blah and needing to unwind. I think she was trying to hint something as she kept looking at me but it was a little awkward as Ellie was right there. Then when she left Ellie started asking me for the gossip on me and Bernice and told me I would be the first one to have to leave when if the whole thing goes to shit. So it better be worth it haha because this will probably end badly. I didn't see Bernice the rest of the night but at like 1 in the morning I got a message from her asking if I was awake. I replied to her and about two minutes later she walked into my room, pulled off her shirt to reveal her tits and then she climbed right on top of me.
mF Groping my sister-in-law
Using a throw away for this. Also on mobile so its going to be poorly written.
This started last year on Christmas/ boxing day. 3 major characters: myself, my sister in law ( I'll call her SIL), and my cousin who is married to SIL. Now our families are extremely close, so close that I consider cousin as a brother. I can go to his house unannounced, eat dinner, sleep over, then leave in the morning no problem. I'm 20, SIL is 31, and cousin is 34.
SIL looks Katy Perry, but with black straight hair, thick thighs and ass. She goes to the gym 7days a week. I would guess her to be 5' 10" 150lbs of gym thickness. Her ass looks amazing in yoga pants!
I'm 6' 2" 180lbs, nothing amazing. And cousin is about 6' 0" 200lbs of muscle.
On Christmas my family went to visit my cousin for dinner. They live downtown, and the plan was for me to crash on their sofa, my parents would go home, and the 3 of us would go shopping for boxing day. During dinner nothing really happened, but I did get a lot more hugs from SIL then usual, I thought it was because of the wine.
Posted this on r/offmychest. Wanted to see if anyone may like this
Everyday.
Everyday I see you walking around in some tasteful little outfit from some department store. The $27 stripe long sleeve top with the matching khakis and tastefully hip horned rimmed glasses. I see the little hop in your step as you walk and your hips swing to a gentle beat.
It drives me wild.
I want to take you away to the most remote shitty motel we can find and show you how wild you drive me. I want to rip that stupid fucking top off of you and let you feel my breath on the nape of your neck. I want to press that tight body of yours against the wall as you moan in ecstasy. I want your big eyes to look over those horned rimmed glasses as I worship every ounce of your body. I want to tear away every layer between the two of us. I want our breathing to become one; I want everything between us to become one.
Long lost kitten finds her owner [MF – MDom]
We first met online, after you read an erotic story I wrote that you just couldn't get out of your head. It was something about the tone it was written it, the subtle, yet forceful, dominance of the man in the story. It was so well written you wanted to know who was behind it… and when you did you weren't disappointed.
Our relationship developed quickly enough. It didn't take long for me to know who you really were, and it made your stomach alight with butterflies each time I spoke to you in such a way that reminded us both of your desire to be controlled… your desire to be owned. But not just the tied up and spanked type of owned – like truly and completely owned. I could tell almost from the start that you wanted to give yourself completely to the man who could see it in you and draw that side out of you.
Had so[M]E [f]un Couchsurfing
Hi, first let me say English's not my first language so there may be some typos.
So, this story follows another story with another girl i met couchsurfing but i decided to write this one first as it's easier to explain :)
some info, no wild stuff here yet
Something about me at the time the story happened: Male, late 20's moving into 30's. Chubby, overweight (but was working out regularly to do something about it so there was the 'outline' of posture you could say), baldish/ing (Friar Tuck style) with a wicked (some would say weird) sense of humour, from a small Central European country
Her: She was (and well, still is :)) older then me, visiting from a country bit to the east. Had a nice body, she was active runner/dancer. 3 years older then me. Honesty compels me to say, she looked older then that in the face, would guess maybe 37-38, seeing her randomly in a bar and not knowing i would call her a HOT MILF (MATURE)
[Str8, MF, voy, nc, timestop] Jake’s Magic Remote, Part I – The Accident
The guys over in /r/timestop thought I should post here. This is part 1. I'm currently writing part 11. Will post more if there's interest!
[Encounter] Feel like I have to tell someone
Not sure how many of you stalk my profile much, but I kind of have this certain audacity about how much I contribute to a relationship. And, by extension, I sort of see myself being appropriate to the most exotic and delightful partners.
Anyway, today was the warmest day since last summer, into the sixties farenheit!, and I have been feeling increasingly "restless" since Friday after I got over the initial misery of a problematic class exam. Between overall fulfillment and acute sadness is a slack middle ground of pathological vulnerability.
So earlier I went to a gas station that I've only visited maybe three times before, even though I drive past it probably every day. It's in the middle of a long strip of wooded field, with no other busineses nearby. I got gas and pizza, stepped back outside, and decided to just pace around and enjoy the weather. It was a lovely time, and I got a phone call with good news from my friend who's finding success quitting drinking.
That's when I saw it….
As rare as it was thrilling: a rusty, weather-beaten pay phone. This one was disconnected from fixtures and laying on its side at the bottom of a leaf-covered hill strewn with empty bottles and other trash.