At the library (m/f public scene)

You look up from your book as someone takes a seat nearby yours in the reading area. Engrossed in your book as you had been you hadnt noticed the library had accumulated a handful of hangers on, browsing quietly.

Looking around quickly before going back to your book, you lock eyes with a bearded gentleman browsing the fiction sections; his eyes locking on your own for just a second. A flash of a smile. Then he turns away and you bury your head back into your book.

But that smile. You think about it, more of a sideways smirk honestly. The more you let your mind think about it the more you remember those piercing blue eyes, almost knowingly looking back into yours.

The butterflies start dancing in your tummy as you consider it. You realize you’ve read the same line at least a handful of times, those eyes still on your mind, butterflies intensifying into a swarm as you think about that smile. That damned smile.

Blood rushing in your ears, you squirm as you realize that’s not butterflies; you’re litterally buzzing thinking about him.

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[FM] A sexist objectifying tier list of my experience with the “tightness” of different women.

So I’ve been with 8 women, I’ve penetrated 7 Pussies, 8 mouths and 4 buttholes with my dick. I’ve taken 3 virginities.

I have a thicc cock, a lil over average at 6.45″ L x 5.2″ circumference, weigh 265lbs from strength training, and am 6’0″.

Out all the women I’ve fucked and tasted, I’ve experienced a range of tightness of buttholes and pussies. I’ve made a quick list to rate them by their pussy and butthole alone, and I’ve not included blowjobs on this list. Tightness rating: Virgin (V, if applicable)/Pussy(P)/Butthole (B) all out of 10.

1. First time: An ~18yr old African American freshman swimmer from California, 5’10”. A sheltered overachiever who I took unprotected. I ate her out a few times before I took her virginity and she was incredibly tight and wet the first time, but comfortably fuckable after. I’ve been with her a few times, and even after a long summer break, and she never got back to the initial tightness I felt despite how the elasticity of vaginas work. Her butthole was a little tighter than her virgin pussy, but not overwhelmingly. She cheated on me shortly after our summer break romp. (V: 9.5/10, P: 7/10, B: 10/10)

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$1000 for a woman to cum 3 times! [MF]

Went on a short Vegas trip with the hot nurse (she won’t let me use her name in these stories) and her friend Dusty. See previous stories.

The sex was hot and we had our first threesome there. After the second time we all fucked, we were headed down to the casino. We were kissing and playing when the elevator doors unexpectedly opened on the 15th floor and a woman in a tight, hot pink dress got on.

She immediately commented “Oh, I like where this elevator is going.” We all laughed and she said “Lucky guy with 2 hot girls with you.”

“It’s 3 now” I said.

The girl in the hot pink dress laughed. “How charming.”

Dusty whispered “Charming with a big cock.” The girls started giggling. We had been drinking earlier.

The doors opened and the woman in the pink dress looked back at me and smiled.
She was a thin brunette with what I suspected to be a man-made perfect tits to waist ratio.

An hour later after drinking and gambling, I take a piss and the woman in the pink dress walks up to me approaches me as I’m walking back out to the casino floor.

Erin’s New Living Arrangements, Pt. 02 [M18/M21] [masturbation] [peeping] [build-up]

Author’s Note: Hiya! I just wanted to say that I’ll try to make the story sound a little less…sitcom-y. In the future…I’ll try to do better! You know, less…jumpy. More streamlined. If you’d like to offer some tips or pointers, feel free to do so in the comments; I appreciate it! Constructive criticism as well, of course. Thank you! (:

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Aron sat on his bed, watching his feet dangling past the edge, hovering above the wooden floor. ‘I have to admit, getting to dress up all day every day without having to work—apart from chores—sounds like a dream come true.’ His elegant finger traced the ridges of his skirt, and he thought: *getting to be Erin all day.* ‘Getting to be the Lady of the House. No, still the Man of the House…second in command. With a little crossdressing is all.’

His other option trudged up and down in the back of his mind: Calling up Roy and asking if there was work to be had at his bar. Aron had been there several times, mostly when his father wanted to stop by and talk with his old friend. It wasn’t the worst of all places, though rather shabby looking. *But*, at least a few shifts, enough to get by for the time being, were all but guaranteed.

[MF] My wife let her be my freeuse slut for a day, Pt2 (Spitplay, lingerie, sextoys, bimboification)

[Part 1 here, for more context.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/1270f0x/mf_my_wife_let_her_be_my_freeuse_slut_for_a_day/)

She got out of her bath, we took a pause for dinner. While we were eating, I could feel the excitement on her face. It was honestly a relief, because I was afraid that I might have been too hard, but clearly she enjoyed our morning together and her first role as a freeuse slut.

– What’s next, daddy?, she asked innocently.

– I’ve prepared everything for you in the bedroom. After you’ve finished your lunch, get dressed and meet me upstairs in the living room.

I went upstairs and sat on the couch, opened a bottle of wine and waited. About 30 minutes later I could hear her walking up the stairs slowly in her high heels. The sound of her walking in heels was enough to make me hard again. I couldn’t wait.

There she was, finally. She was wearing hot pink stilettos, along with a matching pink latex mini skirt and a shiny pink stretchy tank top. Her pink lipstick completed the look along with hot pink loop earrings. She also wore fake eyelashes that augmented her doe eyes, with her black hair tucked in a tight ponytail.

Forever Hung (Part 21) [sci-fi] [slow burn] [all characters over 21]

At Clara’s request, the five of us met for dinner on the back porch. Shrimp linguine alongside fresh, steamed oysters. The Bordeaux was delicious, but the company—only Clara was content. She sucked down oysters and kept trying to make conversation with Madison’s double—who she still thought to be a self-possessed Maddie—about gastropod mollusks. Madison, meanwhile, was busy sneaking furtive glances at Harry, who responded by busily twirling pasta around his fork. I frankly couldn’t look anyone in the eye.
“They’re left by predatory snails,” Clara said. “Isn’t that interesting?”
To which Madison’s double responded with an oddly breathy “incredible,” likely owing to the fact that Madison was too focused on Harry to concentrate on her delivery.
“Harry showed me one,” Clara said cheerfully.
“Yes, dear,” Harry said. He flashed a broad smile at her, but his response had seemed so divorced from the conversation that it clearly struck Clara as the second strange comment in as many minutes.
“Snails!” I shouted, trying to break the ice. But Clara took this as me mocking her topic of conversation, which, I suppose in some way I was.
We all hurried through our meal and left hungry.

I Let Them Take Me Because You Got So Drunk [FM][Cheating][F32][Rough]

So…I promise this one will get really weird. This one is personal, it’s one of these things that I think about whenever I go through my divorce in my head again. You have been warned :P

Oh hey, good morning Honey, I wasn’t sure if you were gonna make it. Was there anything you didn’t drink last night?

No, shut up, we WILL talk about this now, you don’t get to weasel your way out of that. Why? You have the audacity to ask me fucking why? Because you embarrassed me, you idiot, you embarrassed me SO MUCH!

How? I don’t even know where to start. Like, when you got so drunk that you tried to kiss Mary instead of me? Because that happened, I don’t know if you remember. 

Oh, don’t get me STARTED on Rupert, you know what? I had to beg him not to knock you out, and he totally would have done it. Let me correct that: You would have DESERVED it. I should have just stood back and watch him fuck you up. And you wanna know why I didn’t, why I protected you? Because you already fucked yourself up enough, and we all just let you lie there in the grass when you passed out.

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“Miss Haley” {MILF Teacher F30s/Former Student M21} {BJ/Gentle Femdom}

1,300 words

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Sage Aberdeen was twenty-one when he returned home from college. He went to a university a few states over, so he found work and places to crash or rent for his four years of school. But by the spring of that final year, Sage had graduated with a bachelor’s degree in English Lit.

That meant he was destined for either two things: continue for his master’s or begin a long career in either the food, retail, or hospitality industry.

Sage chose the first option without a second thought.

He moved back home to a surprise graduation party that summer. It would only be temporary because Sage had just been accepted into a creative writing program down in Florida of all places. Being the only child, his father and stepmother went all out with the celebrations. They brought in catering. He had graduation presents galore (mostly cash and checks). The house was full of people: family and high school friends, overbearing aunts, happy drunk uncles, cousins whom he barely talked to, and even Mrs. Guthrie.

Kitchen Toy [M/f story with Master/slave, degradation, use as a fucktoy][M38 F33]

I always want sex. Rough sex, brutal sex, the harder and more sadistic the better. One day it’ll be my downfall. But not today.

I’m standing at the kitchen sink, washing up some dishes, when he comes out of his study behind me. I’m naked as usual, with just my harness on.

Every day, when I get home from work, he always makes me change. He strips off all my clothes and padlocks my harness to me. A belt goes around my waist. I wear a collar and wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs and thigh cuffs, all connected with straps. A simple harness around my torso, framing my breasts. It is all padlocked to me so I can never take it off.

I can never open the door when anyone knocks, because this is what I wear, all day, every day when I’m at home. If I’m unlucky, he’ll put a chastity belt on me, and then I know it’ll be a long night of him torturing me, groping and suckling on my breasts, making me suck him off, but never getting any sensation on my pussy.

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A Fantasy Fulfilled – Part III: Convincing Her Husband – [Fiction][18+][MF][Str8][BDSM][MDom][Fsub][Fellatio]

###[A Fantasy Fulfilled – Part I](https://www.reddit.com/user/Wolf_in_Me/comments/11t1hq5/a_fantasy_fulfilled_part_i_fiction18mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

###[A Fantasy Fulfilled – Part II](https://www.reddit.com/user/Wolf_in_Me/comments/11xdtx1/a_fantasy_fulfilled_part_ii/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Lana was lying in bed with a pillow under her head and a blanket covering her body when she woke up. It was early morning, and Luke was nowhere to be seen. She got up slowly and walked into the bathroom. The mirror above the sink reflected her face at her, but it seemed like someone else entirely. Her eyes were wide open, and there was no doubt that she had just experienced something extraordinary. She smiled at herself, but it did not reach her eyes. She walked into the shower and turned on the water. The hot steam filled the bathroom as she stood under the liquid stream for several minutes without moving. She wrapped herself in a towel when she got out and walked back into the bedroom. She pulled out the clothes in her overnight bag, a simple blouse, jeans, undergarments, and sneakers. She looked at herself in the mirror again as she brushed her long blonde hair. Her eyes were still wide open, but this time she could feel a sense of calmness coming over her body. It was as if something had changed inside her overnight; something had broken free of its cage and started roaming freely through her mind. She felt she was in control again instead of fighting against herself. She felt like a new person who could finally start living and stop hiding from her life. “This is how I’ll explain it to my husband,” she thought. She would tell him she had been feeling trapped for a long time. She felt like the walls were closing around her and would live the rest of her life in misery if she didn’t change things. She didn’t want that for herself or him. They both deserved to be happy and exploring this side of her would bring her happiness.