Hello, this is the first piece of erotic fiction I have ever written. I would really appreciate feedback/creative criticism. I know that grammer and punctuation errors exist within the story but those have been two of my weakest areas in writing forever so please forgive them. I left the story open ended so if people like it I can continue it. Anyway, please enjoy and I look forward to the feedback.
I was feeling cruel – M/f – BDSM
I was feeling cruel and she was horny.
Each day, every day, she had to masturbate three times, bring herself to the edge, hold herself there for at least a minute and then stop.
I had been away for the weekend and she was not allowed to orgasm without my permission and had not thought to ask me before I left.
My trip had been bad, full of maladies and unfortunate events.
I was feeling cruel and she was feeling horny.
We talked, we kissed, we hugged, we stripped and then she was face down on the bed. Blindfold. Ball gag. Hands pulled out and tied to the legs of the bed. Spreader bar, four foot long, tied to the ankles then tied to the foot board.
Hitachi vibrator slid up against her pussy and held down by her weight. Vibration turned onto low.
The flogger first. Light strokes across the back. The butt. The thighs. The back. Harder hits on upper back. Harder hits on the butt.
Then my hands. Gentle massages. Rub the red tender flesh. Kisses on her back. Teeth on her back. Kisses on her legs. Teeth on her legs. A finger teasing the wet entrance to her pussy.
My [FF]irst and only time with a prostitute in the redlight district
This is probably my “wildest” story and I still can’t believe it’s true when I think back on it.
It warrants some background, so I’ll start at the beginning. Two years ago I went to Russia and met a friend of a friend. We went out partying and after drinking copious amounts of alcohol, I ended up naked in his bed. Yes, it was “one of those” nights. I was in a bit of a dry spell and on vacation, so I didn’t mind too much. Free pass. We actually had amazing physical chemistry. He wasn’t a looker, but his huge dick and skills in the bedroom made up for it. We did my favorite position of me lying flat on my stomach with my legs straight, and closed, ass up and him straddling me. My pussy felt so tight, gripping him. It sent me into multiple orgasm mode, just pure bliss! After that night, we instantly fell in lust. I met him again the day after and we got high and fucked all night and morning, I barely had time to grab my suitcase and head to the airport the next day.
Grand Frolicking (Part 1) [M][F][fantasy]
Started writing erotic stories for fun, and a friend thought I should post here so I can have other people read. I have many chapters so I thought I would start slowly…
I was lying in bed next to my lover, his hand tracing the curves of my ass. Our breathing had slowed after an hour of passionate fucking. The scent of our sex, sweet and salty, hung in the air like the heavy scent of rain on a hot summers day. But instead of basking in the after glow of our lovemaking I was thinking about what I might make for the kids lunches in the morning. My husband would be leaving early in the morning for his work out before heading into the office, so I knew I’d need to leave my lover shortly so I could get at least six hours of sleep before getting up and making the kids lunches for school. My lover, who is not my husband, as you may have guessed leaned over and whispers in my ear.
(F)un with (m)y massage therapist…this girl loves to please.
Following through on my promise to post the list from here: http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/2w9ua6/many_stories_to_tell_which_first/
Here is #3 from the divorced years – a story about my massage therapist who has allowed the lines to be very blurred.
I've seen Michelle many times. The girl is one in a million. This is a recounting of my most recent visit.
I got that urge to see her and sent her a text – she's always quick to respond. Agreed to meet at her location. Easy to find, always provides directions via text as a reminder. Discreet location with street parking, all good.
[m/f][f/f] Sweet ‘n’ Deadly Burlesque + #FreetheNipple Solidarity on DrSuzy.Tv – Listen Free.
Sweet 'n' Deadly #BURLESQUE on The Dr. Susan Block Show with Deanna Deadly & Sasha Sweet – Supporting Free The Nipple in Solidarity with Iceland & The Bonobo Way Listen Free: http://bloggamy.com/sweet-burlesque (click to see uncensored freed nips) Broadcast LiVE from the Villa Bonobo in Bonoboville.com at The Dr. Susan Block Institute
By Dr. Susan Block
A splash of classic burlesque, a lick of Icelandic #FreetheNipple-inspired Bonoboville Communion, Bonobo Spring politics, Sperm Wars, old friends and new discoveries get stirred and shaken into a tasty concoction that makes this show go down nice and easy like a shot of Agwa or Dirty Tequila…
Burlesque is the theatricalization of “striptease”— the soon-to-be-released Wiley-Blackwell Encyclopedia of Sex includes my entry on the subject. This the most ancient art of teasingly stripping off clothes probably originated pretty much when people began wearing clothes. What we call “burlesque,” however, could be said to have kick-started itself in the late 19th century when Parisians of la belle époque started showing off their legs, and even their genitalia, in a new dance called the can-can. In 1905 the Dutch dancer Mata Hari, later shot as a spy during World War I, was a burlesque sensation at the Musée Guimet, in the Roaring Twenties, a nearly naked and often arrested Sally Rand teased her audience—and the police—from behind ostrich feather fans and bubbles, and mid-century, the witty Gypsy Rose Lee showed us that “anything worth doing is worth doing slowly.”
[M/F] Wife pegs me for the first time
Yesterday my wife and I are riding the train home from a family gathering while trying to recuperate from the events of the night before. There wasn't much dialogue between us as we struggled to stay awake. My eyes were closed and I was passing in and out of consciousness when I felt her hand gently start rubbing my package. Usually I don't allow touching in public but it was feeling fantastic as the sensations travelled through my body. She leaned a little closer and whispered in my ear "Tonight, I'm fucking you". I knew exactly what she meant because we had previously discussed the idea of pegging but she seemed less than impressed by the idea of it.
We made a stop at our favourite sex shop and finally decided on a purple 8'' strap-on. The tension between us rose as we finished our commute home and she made subtle gestures of what was to come. Neither of us have explored our sexual side in depth and usually sex is the same vanilla routine a couple times a month. I could tell my wife still had some reservations about the idea, but I know she likes to dominate me in bed and figured this would bring out her freaky side.
Blowjob [MF]
I gagged but the sound was muffled by the sound of the running engine and the air conditioning. He pulled my head up from his lap long enough for me lick the saliva from my lips before his hand circled the back of my head and he thrust himself back into my mouth.
We sat in the back of the theater parking lot. With fifteen minutes before show time, I was told that we would have to find a way to kill time before the movie. Naive me, thought he wanted to make-out or maybe circle around until we found a better parking spot. Imagine my surprise when he unzipped his pants and told me to open my mouth.
His zipper brushed against my chin, and I could feel the faint pull as a stray strand of my long hair hooked either his zipper or button.
“You like sucking my cock don’t you?”
I tried to lift my head to respond, but he wouldn’t let me.
“Tell me with your dirty mouth full.”
“Yaeh…” I breathed around his cock.
The first ti(M)e I (F)ucked a married girl. And some anal! Detailed, true.
This was many years ago so please understand as it will hard to be as detailed as I usually like to be. Also this incident takes place about two years after my sexcapades with a very hot older lady, which I've written down for you arousal HERE. The married woman is Amber, my friend Kevin's wife…
Her husband overseas at work for an extended period, Amber had just moved into a rental home. Since there was no real male figure in her immediate life to help, it fell on me to be a good friend and do what I could for her. It was also a bonus that there was an abundance of Jack Daniels and good bud to be had in exchange for me just helping unpack, move furniture, yard care, stuff like that. Plus we were good friends and had a lot of fun and goofiness together.
How badly do you want out of Chastity
Sissy Joanne has been in chastity for quite a while. 92 days to be exact. I have devised a plan for her to be allowed out of the device, but it comes with a price. No no, not financial this time. This time the cost will be pride and privacy.
I secured a motel room. Not a nice hotel, a cheap sketchy motel. The kind with outdoor entrances to all the rooms, exterior stairs, and colorful patrons hanging out on the balconies. This room is at the end of the isle on the top floor. It's as far from the staircase as possible and in plain view of the roadway. Inside the room there is a box of random loose keys (approx 30 of them), 1 sissy outfit laid out on the bed, and 9 Sissy outfits in locked banker bags. There is also an empty banker bag with an open lock. SJ had to take off her boy clothes and place them the open bag and put on the outfit laying on the bed.