This is going to be a long story, so I'll just break this up into parts so I don't have to leave anything out.
Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.26: Kerina’s Complete Physical [f]
Kerina waited patiently in the waiting room near Elle's office. Not long after Maria let her know she could go in. Kerina stood and walked over, unable to stop from feeling butterflies as she remembered what happened here on Monday.
Walking in Elle's office door, Kerina sat in the chair in front of Elle's desk as Elle sat there looking as stylish and comfortable as ever, writing some notes in a file.
"Ah, hello Kerina, how are you today?"
"Uh, good thanks."
"That's excellent," smiled Elle, "and how are you feeling after yesterday's exercise?"
"I am okay. I guess it has been a bit hard to concentrate, and I do keep looking around in class I guess."
Elle smiled broadly, "well that is excellent, so you are taking an interest in who else is in your classes?"
"Yes."
"Well, than that would be a success wouldn't you say? That was just what I said you needed wasn't it?"
"Well yeah, but even after school it is making me distracted. Last night I went out with Mark to the movies and it was fun but I kept thinking about those guys coming up to me and what would happen if Mark found out what I did on Monday."
Kerina’s College Humiliation, Ch.25: Wednesday [f]
It was now Wednesday, and once again a lot had happened. After stripping in Elle's office, Kerina had three more classes in the afternoon. She had sat through all of them, casting furtive glances around the room, trying to remember if any of them were the ones that had been in Elle's office. Kerina thought a couple seemed familiar, but she was only sure about the two guys in her math's class, which she had last that day.
At one stage the two boys had caught her glancing nervously around the room and had given her grins, so she had stayed sitting facing the front for the rest of the class.
Kerina had spent the evening studying, trying to catch up on all her studies from the afternoon – for some reason she hadn't paid much attention to what she was being taught!
Tuesday was a bit better as she tried unsuccessfully to relax, but her mind kept coming back to the worry that some one or several of the guy in any class may have seen her naked yesterday. It was eating her up inside and she was quiet and brooding the whole day.
married to a slut
I thaught my life had been through all the ups and downs that it was ever gonna go through.but at fifty years old I was about to get married to a women twenty years younger then myself. god knows what I was thinking but I was so much in love with her I kinda fell into her way of thinking..she had told me a hundred times before that she only had eyes for me. and the time I had walked in on her giving a neighbour a blow job was because I had upped and left her and she couldn't reach me by phone and had done it in a moments rage.and I had belived her.then before I knew it we were married and jetting of to Greece for our honeymoon..again and again I saw that she had wandering eyes everytime we went to the beech she would wear the skimpiest of bikinis and always sat next to groups of guys and sucked on ice lollies like they were going out of fashion.i tried not to show her how much it was bothering me but failed all the time..then at a entertainment night for adults she insisted that she entered a wet T-shirt competition to show all the younger girls who had the best tits, her words not mine..then after getting drunk on cheap greek beer she insisted that the guy she had been flirting with all night be our guide the following day. we had a big row and she told me not to be so fucking stupid and jealous and the only reason she had been staring at him all night was to get his attention because he had told her earlier that morning that he would see if he was busy or not to be our guide.and he had agreed that's why he had called her over and whispered in her ear because of the noise in the place..that night my wife had sat on my face for over a hour and made my nose bleed with the grinding she had done then made me wank over her tits..i wanted full sex but she said she was to tired, the following day she was up and getting ready for us to go out with the guide for the day.i thaught the way she was dressed was not right but she reassured me that this was Greece and it was going to be 90 degrees, again I agreed and we left to meet marc the guide.while we were waiting outside yhe complex my wife got several wolf whistles.she told me to take no notice of them..she had skin tight white jeans on a even tighter white t shirt..when marc turned up in the jeep she got in the back and told me to get in the front.where are you going to take us then marc she shouted.it was clear that marc couldn't take his eyes of her tits. he drove to the other side of the island and we sat on a beech my wife barking out her orders to me as per usual. she opened a bottle of wine and we drank the whole bottle marc couldn't drink he was driving.then another. I was pissed quite quickly. as im not a drinker the beech was empty and then she suggested we went for a swim. I said we aint brought any costumes or towels but she said we are all adults. and we started taking our clothes off I stopped at my boxers.and you marc she shouted.marc got up and started taking his clothes off my wife looked impressed with marcs chest. I was envious because my belly hangs over my belt. she started running down to the sea and as she got there she took of her bikini bottoms and ran into the sea. I was furious as I couldn't understand why she had done that. I walked down to the sea and started to walk in with my boxers on but she shouted 4 me to take them of I didn't want to look stupid so took them off and felt a twinge of embarrasement as my two inch cock came into view, marc pulled his of and his longish cock fell onto his thigh.i could tell my wife had enjoyed watching and was soon splashing around laughing and swimming to the rocks climbing out then diving of the rocks into the sea..we spent over two hours in the sea and I couldn't belive how tired I had become. the late night the hot sun and the wine had made me feel really tired I climbed out of the sea and went and got dressed and sat in the jeep, she came out followed by marc looking at her arse, whats up babe she said ? im shattered I need a hours nap the late night the sun and that fucking wine has left me shattered. well let me put the roof up so you have some shade don't want you frying. within ten minutes I had dozed off. when I woke up she was no where to be seen and nor was marc. I got out of the jeep and looked for them but couldn't find them. I went back to the jeep and waited a hour nothing. the keys were still in the ignition. I was in two minds of what to do. so I went to look for them again. when I got back to where the jeep was parked it had gone.. I was scared and I couldn't speak greek. it took me two days to find myself back at the resort. I didn't go to the hotel room I found out where marc lived from one of the reps then waited till after ten at night and waited to see if anyone come home at close to mid night I saw a light come on and heard laughing I creeped up to the window which was slightly open and listened I could hear my wife talking to marc about me. he will be ok just cant speak Greece and proberly lost or still asleep then more laughing. then I hear my wife telling marc how lovely she is and then silence. I creep round to the back window and im shocked to see my wife naked sitting on the edge of a double bed with marcs cock in her mouth. marc is holding her hair while he thrusts his hips back and forth his big cock going in and out of her mouth while her hands and fingers play with his balls..then he moves her up and turns her round and puts her in doggy postion and starts slapping her arse with his big cock. then enters her and grabs her hips as she screams for him to fuck her hard and slap her fat arse..i knew I married a slut a selfish slut. I watched for a hour he finished off by shooting his load in her mouth..something she told me she would never do.. I went back to my hotel and had a shower a hour later she returned. she was crying where have you been iv been worried sick iv just got back from the police station. she flung her arms around me and started kissing me. she tried to put her tongue in my mouth but I pulled away and said I need to eat. marc has gone out to look for you again.thats nice of him I said..lets go downstairs and get something to eat..marc was at a table talking to a leggy blonde. my wifes face dropped. oh it looks like marc has pulled his self a georgous women I said. the next thing the women slaps him around the face. then she stands on a chair and bellows out be warned this man is a serial cheat and the dirty barsterd has given me herpes..karma
watching [m]e jack o[ff]
This is a quick(ish) one. I was only reminded of this by another (excellent) recent post in GWS.
This happened about 20 years ago when I was in supreme physical shape. My ex and her flatmate (Kay) had been FWB's since we broke up some 6 months previously. They'd had a drunken night of debauchery with another friend (Kaz) who I'd met that involved stripping for each other and a roll of film. I was actually invited before the fact but as it turned out, declined.
About a week or so later, I was invited over by Kay to check out the photos from the night. I'd never seen Kaz in any state of undress before and it turned out there was one photo where all three of them were topless. I was pretty excited about that, to say the least.
Before I go further; Kay was my ex's BFF whom I'd known for years before we split. She was now my FWB, and as far as FWB's go, she was awesome. There were no secrets between us; she knew what got me off, and loved engineering those situations for our mutual enjoyment!
It’s Good to be Home (first attempt at erotica – comments/critique/anything welcome)
As I said, my first attempt – worth continuing? Sorry, forgot the category and can't edit the title – [MF] is really all for now.
Levin sat back back in his chair, rubbed his eyes and looked at the clock. 7:35 already and not much to show for another long day. Kyla should be home by now, but wasn't. Her flight must have been delayed. Probably just as well, he would have just been distracted. He tried to remember if they had anything to eat in the apartment; she usually did the shopping and she’d been gone for almost a week.
He raised his arms above his head and stretched, feeling his white dress shirt straining at his biceps. With a resigned sigh, he dropped his arms and closed the lid of his laptop. Just as he was heading to the fridge he heard keys in the lock. Kyla. In an instant the weight of the day lifted from his body. He moved to the door.
Wife does rough Anal, A2P, A2M (long)
I have always enjoyed /gonewildstories. I think I enjoy them so much because its real people, doing real sex acts. So I wanted to share one of mine.
Back story: My wife and I are both 27 and been together for 9 years now. I've always been way more sexual then her but over the years I've turned her from only doing bjs and missionary into trying almost anything I can think up(except ass fisting, still working that!) We have anal regularly now and most times she requests it during sex because it pushes her over the edge faster and she prefers the anal orgasms to vaginal. My wife is tall, 5'11, wavy brunette hair. She is very curvy, she's an avid crossfiter so shes toned and slender, but has the best ass of any white girl I know, a true bubble butt. The second I see her ass bare I just go for it.
(MF) Photoshoot Fail
So this is another story about Beth and I, past stories are here(http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/2zafnb/mf_photoshoot_with_a_sex_addict_learning_who_i/) for the first part, and here(http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/2ze7b4/mf_2nd_day_after_photoshoot/) for the 2nd day. We thought of the idea to have a valentines day shoot, take it to a hotel, offer it to a couple other girls, make a little cash on the side, and get some sexy photos.
The day comes around, and her fiance at the time, gets on her case about doing the shoot, and makes her cancel going to the shoot, saying she shouldn't be working with me, etc etc. So I meet up with a couple other girls we got planned for the day shoot, I already rented the hotel room, so I couldn't really back out. I let the girls have the room, just because I didn't want my wife to think I’m fucking around, even if I was.
Cant. [MF][BDSM][Abuse][Light blood play][Alone, together]
“Why are you wearing that lipstick?” His normally kind and even voice is low, husky. Just on the edge of a growl or something more primal. He moves towards her, the entrance of the bistro, with the speed only a monster can have. And then his green eyes are upon her, his thick blond hair hardly moved by the chilling wind. His broad frame barely constrained by the sports jacket and his teeth sharp as his tone. “This is why you wanted me to meet you here, isn't it?”
She doesn't know what he's talking about. Her heart is rising to the back of her throat as she denies it, saying that it was just to–
“Shut it.” He looks around the street and waits as a couple passes, glowering at her, so intense that they both look back before vanishing. “You think I'm going to let you do this? Walk all over and wear your whore-shaded lipstick?” He's closer to her now, enough that she can feel his heat. “I'm not those little boys you've dated. You can't just put yourself on display and expect to be worked out. So I'm going to give you a chance.” He stands back up to full height and takes two steps back. “Admit that you wore the lipstick in order to get attention or I'm going to punish you.”
Dorm Room Eavesdropping [m/f]
My sophomore year of college I lived next door to Pete. (All names are changed but the tale is true as best as I can remember). Pete was a senior whose roommate dropped out, leaving him a room to himself. Pete was a stud. He looked like a young Michael Douglas with dimples and short, curly blond hair. Charming and athletic, he was universally liked, particularly by the young women on campus.
About my third night in the dorms that year I was about to turn in when I heard a slight thud against the wall, than another. It was faint at first, but soon got louder, and when I heard the characteristic voice of one of my (stunningly attractive) female classmate, Emily, I realized exactly what was happening. I pressed my ear against the wall and could easily hear every groan and sigh. It so happened Pete was fucking Emily's brains out.
I could hear her sigh along with his thrusting, in tandem with the pounding on the wall, which became rhythmic. Apparently I was late to the party, because she announced she was about to come again.