“Just Plain Hal” 1 [BD]

This is a fantastic story I read a loooooong time ago on xhamster. The original author has since deleted their profile and no longer exist with no continuation that I know of. It's a long read (will be split into 4 parts) but worth every second. Just a little warning this story is not for the faint of heart. Read at your own discretion. Enjoy!

Part 2

  • Present day –

I poke two fingers between the venetian blinds and peer out through the gap into the night. The sights of the city are accompanied by the erratic flickering of blue and red police lights and several harsh white beams coming from the encircling SWAT helicopters. I look down and see that the parking lot and streets below are blockaded off by cop cars and police barricades. There also appears to be snipers placed strategically on all possible rooftops. Amid the whirling lights and lethal guns, poised with careless magnificence in the very centre of the parking lot, stands a slim brunette, clad in uniform black with a megaphone to her mouth. She stares up at me, and even from this distance, I can make out the smug, self-satisfied expression twisting her features.

Carmen & Alyssa – Part 1 [FF] (my first erotic story! please comment!)

Carmen leaned in to kiss her and their lips met. At first it was slow, deliberate. Every moment needed to be savored. Instinctively, Carmen’s hand began to caress her face, gliding from her cheek to the nape of her neck. Her tongue easily slipped inside her lover’s mouth, curiously caressing and searching.

Carmen couldn’t believe this was happening yet she’d wanted it for so long. It seemed natural. She thought she’d be fumbling with what to do, what to say— if anything was to be said— or where to place her hands. But there was no doubt in her. She wasn’t thinking about whether she was doing anything right. She wasn’t thinking at all. Just feeling. Deeply. Passionately.

Their kissing had picked up rhythm. With each meeting of their lips, and greeting of their tongues, Carmen throbbed with heat. Her breathing became heavy, her heart racing. Soft, quiet moans began escaping her mouth, which surprised her and excited her even more. She opened her eyes and noticed that at this point, she had been straddling Alyssa in the opposite corner from where they started on the sofa. Alyssa had opened her eyes too and they shared a brief moment of unspoken words before they returned their mouths to one another.

I feel like telling the story of the best sex that I[26M]’ve ever had. It’s not a wild, made up fantasy and it doesn’t involve any kinky stuff. It’s 100% true. So if authenticity is your turn on, relive it with me.

Hey there /r/gonewildstories,

I come across your subreddit sometimes and some of the stories get me going. I wish I could know which ones are true or not. This one probably won't live up to some of the fake ones, but I'll tell you the story of the best sex of my life. I'll give you the whole story from the beginning. This is my first time ever writing something like this.

So the day was late December in 2013. I was an engineering senior and was amidst the hell that is a senior capstone project. I swear I spent every waking minute at that god damn school, and it got so old. Honestly, I was not enjoying life and I just had to get away for a while. I'm a poker and math enthusiast so I drove myself over to the casino one night to get away. It really was a perfect night, I was hitting all the right cards, winning lots of money, and the girl playing next to me was even flirting with me. Let me tell you about her before I keep going.

[F/18]irst Ti[m/18]e in a Long Time- This is the first story my gf & I wrote together- we tried to be as accurate as possible

I had been away at school for a while now, and was excited to get to see my friends and family, especially my dog. I was a whole different type of excited to be my long distance boyfriend, P, just the thought of being next to him make my insides warm, and my heartbeat faster. It had been such a long car ride home, it felt good to stand and finally be home, and sure enough P was waiting at my house for me. I didn’t realize how much I missed him until I saw his tall lean body awaiting my embrace, his light hazel and blue eyes checking me out and his soft lips. I instantly began to feel my excitement between my legs. We kissed so urgently as to make up for lost time, our tongues were wrapping around each other. P pulled me closer to him and he placed one hand on my waist, and the other started expertly exploring my body. First gliding down to my ass, then back up to my waist, then even higher as he reached for my c sized breast. I could feel his excitement pressing on my stomach, I pulled away and just looked at him, and he looked at me, sharing a secret thought. It was late and everyone was asleep so we figured we would have some long awaited fun. I led him to a couch in my basement so we would have no chance of being found. I sat him down on the couch and pulled his pants off him, I wanted him so badly. I straddled him making sure that his large hard cock could feel my wet panties as we continued to make out. He finally started to take off my shirt and my bra revealing my tits. He began playing with them, tugging at my nipples, and kneading my breasts. He stopped kissing me long enough to kiss my tits, swirling his tongue around each of my hard nipples. I let a little moan escape my lips, knowing it would excite him further. I started pulling at his shirt and it finally came off, and I started sucking on his lower lip, mixing it with small kisses, then back to sucking. I did this as I moved my way from his lips across his perfect jawline to his ear, then to his neck. My bare chest was rubbing up against his, our bodies exchanging heat. I continued my way down stopping at each of his nipples to return the favor, then along his stomach and happy tail. I made sure to kiss where his thighs meet his body, and his inner thighs. I could see the precum on the tip of his cock so I knew he wanted some type of release. I began to cup and play with his balls, kissing and licking them, while I just held his dick. I still thought he needed a little more teasing so I began to switch the sides I was kissing him on, each time stopping in the middle to give his waiting member a kiss that was a little longer than the last until finally my tongue was swirling around the head of his cock. I loved tasting his excitement, knowing it was all for me. I started taking more and more of his large cock until it was choking me, and the whole thing was in my wet mouth. I love when he pushes my head even further on his cock, grabbing my long blonde hair he began to push and release my head to meet his thrusting hips. I stopped suddenly and he looked confused, ripped from his bliss, but I just gave him a smirk, got up turned around and bent at my waist taking of my soaking panties and giving him a full view of everything that is his. I went to straddle him, but he flipped me onto my back and said “its ur turn for torture.” He pulled off my short skirt I was still wearing and pushed my legs open. I could feel my pussy wet with need and anticipation. It was throbbing I needed him so bad. He didn’t lie when he said he was going to torture me. He started by slowly licking his way from my wet pussy to my hard clit. He then encircled it with his tongues then slowly made his way back to my pussy where he traced the entrance into me with his warm tongue. He did this about three more times while I grinded into his face needing more. Then he began to slowly enter me with his tongue, and move it around. It was so warm and felt so different than his stiff cock inside me, more muscle-y. It was amazing. I reached down to rub my clit, but he quickly move it away, not allowing me to pleasure myself. He instead took his tongue and focused on my clit, which always makes me cum, but he stopped before I could, saying it was payback for earlier. He made his way up to me and kissed my neck, I could feel his cock between my legs, rubbing on my pussy and didn’t want to wait any longer. I made him sit on the couch as I slowing lowered myself onto his cock, letting it slowly stretch me until I had it all the way inside me. Then I went wild, bouncing up and down on his cock while he watched and played with my tits. It felt so good to finally feel his hard dick inside of me. I would take him deep grinding my hips into him then I would start moving up and down again. I could feel my soaking wet pussy clenching tighter and tighter onto his rock hard dick as I was getting closer and closer to cumming. When I was at the top of his dick he pushed me down hard onto his cock, making him groan and me gasp. I was so close to cumming I kept grinding myself on him and I finally came, but he was close too; so I, unfortunately, was still in the middle of climaxing while he slid out and exploded his load my mouth as I sucked every last drop up, enjoying the taste of him in my mouth. Even after he finished unloading into my mouth, I kept licking and sucking him to make sure I didn’t miss any, making him shake and groan with pleasure. Afterwards, we just laid next to each other happy to finally be with each other, never wanting to leave. It was late though and P had to leave, so I walked him out giving him one last show while I put on my clothes. We hugged and kissed each other wishing it was tomorrow so we would be together again. I went up to my bed and was already missing him. It’s tough being so far apart for so long, then being so close but not being able to see each other. Laying in bed I decided I wasn’t yet done with him, and wanted to tease him more, I stripped down once more and started sending him naughty pics, letting him anticipate tomorrow even more.

How I cheated on my BF (M/F)

Sorry for the long post, but this is a true story so I wanted to go into full detail.

Okay I am 21 now and this story begins when I was 15 years old and just an innocent high school girl who had never even kissed a boy. I had a crush on a guy in my grade named Jeff for almost a year but I didn't know if he felt the same way about me and I wasn't ready to find out. Today me and Jeff are together and he doesn't know about this story.

During this time another guy (Mark) who was a year older than me asked me to go to prom with him. This guy was a player and had a big ego which turned me off so I turned him down. That didn't stop him though as he continued calling and texting me and to be honest I didn't mind the attention. He wasn't the first guy to like me but he was definitely the hottest and most popular and I thought maybe if Jeff noticed that he would get jealous and ask me out. I had a feeling Jeff felt the same way about me so I made sure I kept Mark as just a friend despite him wanting more. Mark and Jeff knew each other, but since they weren't in the same grade or friend circle, they didn't talk.

FF MILFS/BFF & I Get Started (ie, My Heaven pt 2)

The continuing adventures of two very close friends…I have had an incredibly erotic & sensual on & off again relationship with my BFF since 2012. I guess I should introduce us…I am Emmy, 44, very bi, single since '13. I look like a soccer mom, cute but not sexy, but I am a secret nympho. I am 5'4", 115 lbs although I struggle to keep weight on. I am strawberry blonde, blue-green eyes with nerdgirl glasses, 34B tits with large sensitive nipples. Colette is 40, a voluptuous blonde, blue eyed athlete with a bouncy, gravity defying ass and firm, round breasts. She looks very straight..she dresses a bit biker chick slutty when we go out and men find her very hot. I like very short skirts and shorts myself, but otherwise more of a tomboy, and I am definitely the geeky one.

So, let me tell you about the first time…

We actually had made out, played with each other's boobs, and finger banged once back in '09, purely out of her curiosity. It was a bad time for me in my marriage and I fooled around with her and a stranger (separately) in the same weekend…but, I digress….

A short tale of two letters. [MFF]

Throwaway because reasons. Came here to share a story of the first affair I've ever had. Well sort of affair, anyway, the story itself is in my opinion worth telling, also maybe I want to gloat a little as I really didn't have a chance to tell anyone before. Buckle up. First some background info.

I studied abroad and upon my last year graduation I came back to my home town, found a job, started doing postgrad degree and also got my own place, however small it was. As I lived fairly close to my parents place I would visit quite regualrly mostly to do my laundry. During one of those visit I bumped into an old friend, let's call her M. with whom I used to hang out during highschool, mostly on parties. We even fooled around a bit one of those times but it was always very casual.

She was visiting a friend of hers nearby. We decided we should catch up and agreed to meet later in the local pub. Afterwards however, she texted me asking if said friend could tagalong. I said sure and as the story unveiled her friend turned out to be a very attractive girl, my age, who was staying in town in her boyfriends place, which she was doing quite regularly.

Lunch Break Fun

Long time lurker here. I enjoy reading all your stories and decided today is a day if any to tell you my story. This literally happened yesterday, but to start off a little about myself. I'm a 26 year old black male, about 5'10, athletic- lean build. I'm avid gym-goer, Crossfit being my torture of choice. I've been told I'm blessed below the belt (surprise, surprise!). Not for my length though, it’s for my girth. I would assume I’m about 6"-7" but I can get pretty thick when blood rushes to my member.

Anyway, I've been talking to this girl from FetLife for a couple of months now, let’s call her Kay. She’s Caucasian, about 5'3", short blonde hair, with a tint of Lavender. She has a full figure which she holds very well, D or Double D tits with a nice bubble butt which is held up by a gorgeous set of thighs that I have ever seen.

I don't know if anyone else has noticed but lately white girls have been giving ethnic girls a run for their money.

The Professor [Mff – MDom]

As a relatively young professor at a university you must face the question regarding student relationships. My general rule was to keep it professional. Every semester my lecture hall would be filled with young, horny, nubile teenagers recently freed from their parents control and extremely sexually active. Although I'm comparably young in comparison to the other professors there still was a better part of two decades between us.

And whether they liked my subject matter or not sooner or later came the girls that just ended up liking my personality. Some would stay after to chat and ask questions, others would ask for extra help at some time where we could be alone, others still would invite me to parties or walk and talk with me on the way to class. Some would go as far as to wear dresses and skirts, spreading obviously to give me a glimpse.

Despite this, I always kept it professional, even at times that were very very difficult. The rational part of my brain would kick in – these are hormonal girls who can love you one week and have an emotional breakdown the next. It was best to just avoid the whole landscape. But then came Pamela and Carla.