the guy on tinder

We meet at a local shipping centre, and all seems to go well over coffee, nothing to write home about but not a disaster either. You’ve certainly been on worse tinder dates. We head up the escalator to the movie theatre and my hand touches the lower of your back, briefly over your ass and settles in your hand. It’s a nice gesture and you give a little squeeze as our fingers lock.

In the dark room the advertisement is running and you start to lead and take a seat in the middle of the theatre, and I walk up the stairs and pull you along after, sitting in the back row. There’s another couple sitting bored in the row a little way down from us.

As we sit, I flip the hand rest up between us and you lean in for a cuddle. I smell like man. You feel safe.
The movie starts, some romantic rubbish and after 5 minutes you see I’m bored with the movie, so you pull your dress up a little and show off your knee. I firmly grab it and hold it. You see I’m getting restless as a bulge in my jeans starts to appear. My hand slides up your inner thigh.

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The bar was loud and crowded, but my eyes were drawn to her as soon as she walked in. She was stunning, with long hair cascading down her back and curves that made my mouth water. I watched her order a drink and decided to take a chance. I introduced myself and we hit it off immediately, talking and laughing like we’d known each other for years. As the night went on, we both knew where this was heading.

We made our way back to her place, already entwined with each other. Clothes were ripped off in a frenzy and we fell onto the bed, her beneath me. I slid inside her pussy, reveling in the wet heat and tightness. She moaned and wrapped her legs around my hips as we moved in perfect sync. I kept my eyes locked on hers as I brought her to the edge, feeling myself close behind her. But I wanted to savor this moment, so I slowed down and pulled out.

Friday Night Friend’s Night

Tim and Jamie met freshman year in college. Actually they met in orientation and for a college guy he was surprisingly decent and fairly average. He was 5’8 with brown hair and brown eyes. He had a large group of friends since a lot of the people he hung out with were from his hometown. Jamie had moved away for college as she wanted the adventure of exploring some place new. She was tall at 5’7 and toned, she loved working out and not just cardio. She wasn’t afraid of using free weights and had a good coach growing up that taught her great technique and how to develop different kinds of muscles. Jamie had straight brown hair that highlighted the elegant and subtle asymmetries of her face from which her enchanting piercing blue eyes were nestled. She had lovely petite breasts that were firm and didn’t require a bra. Jamie’s ass on the other hand was a work of art. It looked like it was carved from marble. Every girl she met was jealous of her ass and every guy was jealous of Tim for getting that ass.

The Tease [M25] [F25] [FEMDOM] [OIL] [NIPPLE PLAY] [BALL SUCKING] [COCK TEASE]

He awoke standing up in a small room, with his feet tied together and chained to the floor, and his hands tied together and connected to a beam with a chain above his head. He was naked, save for a loincloth, and had a bag over his head yet could see slightly through a small tear. He heard footsteps coming from behind him and saw through the small tear a beautiful, curvy brunette standing in front of him. She was also wearing a loincloth, and a small, silky top that seemed to be hanging from her nipples. He instantly became aroused.

She moved closer to him and he felt her large breasts press against his chest as she slowly pulled the bag off his head. She placed her palms against his chest and slowly slid them down against the outside of his loincloth, slowly caressing the outline of his cock, which at this point was fully erect. She walked behind him, never breaking contact between her hands and his loincloth. She cupped his buttocks, then slid her hands forward to the front of his thighs, then moved them inward and gently kneaded his balls. She slowly felt the length of his hard cock, which was barely being contained by the loincloth. She untied the loincloth, which flung off as his cock sprang out from its prison.

The Story of life

Alright, let’s get started. Once upon a time, there was a handsome man named Jack who lived in a small town. Jack was a successful businessman and always had his pick of the ladies, but he was searching for something more. One day, he met a beautiful woman named Sarah who caught his eye. They began to date and quickly fell in love.

As their relationship grew, Jack discovered that Sarah had a secret desire to be dominated in the bedroom. Jack had never explored this side of himself before, but he was willing to try anything to please his lover. He began to research BDSM and discovered that he had a natural talent for it.

One evening, he surprised Sarah with a candlelit dinner and blindfolded her before leading her to the bedroom. There, he revealed a room filled with all sorts of toys and restraints. Sarah was thrilled and eager to explore with him.

Jack started slowly, teasing her with a feather before moving on to a riding crop. He whispered dirty words in her ear and made her beg for more. Sarah had never felt so alive and desired.

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Pencil Skirt 4 (f20m30s) [humil, kink, public, dubcon, office, toys, bdsm, pet play, piss play, caught]

I’m sitting on the floor on my knees, hands placed gently on top of them. I’m bare naked. I’m in Mr. Mortson’s office.

I’m naked in the office.

There’s a blindfold over my eyes, but I know it’s the evening. I hear items being placed down, but I have no idea what is going on. I was instructed to sit quietly and wait.

While I reflect, I don’t let his noises get to me. I recall my eventful day. I lost count of my orgasms at number five. They were near constant honestly. He ran the vibrating egg the entire time I went to pick up those stupid lunch orders. I got the memo completed in time and he let me sit in on the meeting, where he had it set to pulsate. I came a few times then. I just freaking new someone heard the vibrating but no one really looked at me. Must have helped that I was standing in the back or the room near no one.

[F18] I relapsed on porn sooo hard

I used to be the biggest goonette and literally masturbate 3 to 4 times a day and whenever I could. That meant in the morning, at school, right when I got home and right before bed. There was always porn rubbing through my head all day and I couldn’t stop watching and giving my clit attention. That was until about a month ago when I just completely stopped. Idk but I just became disgusted in to and quit. I deleted this app and all my porn lists and twitter and porn burner account.

I was doing so well until I got triggered last night. One of the things that really gets me going is humping stuffed animals and last night I was over my friends for the first time and found out she has a huge collection of squishmellows🙈 that being said when she fell asleep I began humping them right next to her through my underwear. I was up all night just riding them super quietly as to not wake and experienced orgasm after orgasm. I couldn’t help myself from becoming a little goonette again and eventually watching porn again and now here I am😜

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Sniff My Butthole [F29]

I’m not sure what it is about getting my asshole sniffed that truly makes my pussy drool. It makes my clit swell up. Something about a man willingly getting down and sliding his face up and down my crack is I don’t know..top tier. The way it feeds my ego, the power it holds. It’ll get me transitioning into a nympho. What I say goes, you call me a bedroom bully.

I recently met someone via reddit, after some weeks of chatting and exchanging pics we decided to meet up. Primarily, to get my ass sniffed. Wearing a tight light blue cotton dress with little cherries and white lace trims. No panties, just pantyhose. White little cardigan and red platform heels. The guy I met was an IT guy, light skinned latino. Hairy, and well cut physically. He drove a big lifted tan 2019 Ford F250. When he picked me up, he literally had to pick me up and almost push me up.

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Sequel to my last post, dares among friends are fun [Group] [MF]

Since my last story was received so well, I thought I would share another.

In my late teens and early 20’s my parents weren’t around much so I threw a lot of parties and they had a tendency to get a little crazy. My house ended up gaining a bit of a reputation. Rumors had been circulating about crazy nights playing strip poker. I honestly don’t remember why this party was being thrown (not that we needed a reason). There were probably 15 people at this party. Not a huge party by any stretch.

We were in that school haze where we had all graduated but still lived at home. No one was 21 yet so our brains were constantly preoccupied with getting our hands on liquor, partying, and hooking up.

On this night we were partying in my basement. We were playing beer pong, playing video games, music was going, people were sneaking outside to smoke weed. We all know what parties are like lol. As the evening wore on, some people passed out, other people left, and around 1am there were about 7 of us left awake and hanging out.

Playing a game called ‘chicken or go’ with a family friend [MF] – Part 2

Sorry to everyone for the delay between updates on my story. As we all do sometimes we come in and out of motivation to share ourselves. I also didn’t expect my last post to get as much traction as it did so thank you to everyone who commented and messaged.

Here is my first post if you’d like to see it [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zn3ivj/playing_a_game_called_chicken_or_go_with_a_family/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zn3ivj/playing_a_game_called_chicken_or_go_with_a_family/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

I’ll pick up where I left off….

I wasn’t really too sure what to think that night until I got a text message from her at 1am. It read ‘hey, just want to see if you’re up? I can’t sleep’. I was also finding it extremely hard to sleep as she was all I could think about. I eagerly without taking any time replied to Madison ‘yeah I’m up. What are you thinking about?’. ‘Is it really that hard to imagine what I’m thinking about?’ was returned to my phone within seconds.