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Sex in a Compact Car [MF]

if you’re just here to read about the hot stuff, go to the line break!
if you like a bit of set up, and a description of your people, read on!

While I know thinking about an emotionally manipulative ex isn’t the best thing for me mentally, I do have to say…the sex life was great. We were just 18 at the time, about to get out of high school and experience the world for the first time. There were so many things I wanted to try once I got to college: beer, college parties, keeping my grades up, so on. I know these are tame, but I wasn’t exactly the most “outgoing” type and my friends certainly weren’t either. We had 140+ students in our graduating class, so everyone had dirt on everyone, and everyone knew the dirty details of everyone’s lives. I didn’t know what to expect then, when a girl from my high school DM’ed me on Instagram in October. Read more »

Across the Courtyard – Part 6 [MF]

[Link to Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/iatffr/across_the_courtyard_part_5_sex_in_public_fm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

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I stood still under the water for a minute at the end of my shower, letting the warm water pour over me. I grabbed my arm and pinched it, yeah, this was all real. The past few days had been filled with more sex than what any person would deem as realistic for an eligible bachelor. Shit this put the Fonz to shame. I had stumbled from one sexual partner to the next in what I assumed was a blessing from God, the Gods, the great computer in the sky or whatever. My hands reached down and twisted the shower knobs closed. The warm water ceased and within seconds I could feel the cool air kiss my skin. The shower curtain flew open and I grabbed my towel. Drying off I took a look in the mirror at my own naked body, “What the hell are you going to get yourself into tonight?” Read more »

A cashier [F] 23 at a Kenyan hardware store gave me [M] 23 her number. I ended the night by cumming on her chest.

This happened almost a decade ago now, but I saw a picture of her the other day and decided it would be good to write it down.

I was living in Kenya for a few months, volunteering with a community centre. I had just finished university and wanted to spend some time somewhere new and different, and managed to find a community centre in Kenya that fit the bill. I was somewhat useful helping with computers, teaching some music, but mostly they didn’t need my help, until I found out they were planning to expand the community centre. I ended up getting involved with the construction team and helped make a plan for how to stage the construction and what materials we’d need. Read more »

Her Kid is Watching TV, Her Boyfriend on His Way Home, and She’s Bouncing On My Cock in the Alley Behind Her House [MF]

This isn’t the first story involving Wendy, but I wanted to share it as well. If you’d like to read some of my other stories about her you can follow the link below. These aren’t in chronological order, nor do they build off of each other.

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifl5jq/cloneawilly_for_a_former_fwb_mf/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ifl5jq/cloneawilly_for_a_former_fwb_mf/)

Wendy and I weren’t really what I’d call “regular” friends with benefits. It seems like it would be a few months between hooking up, and trying to get the scheduled always seemed to be a chore. She was busy, I was busy, her boyfriend would change plans, her kid was sick, etc. We had been chatting and talking about when we could hook up sometime, and we hatched a plan. Her house was a few miles off the route I took to work, and so our plan was I would swing by her place on my way to work, after her boyfriend had left and we’d fool around in the car before she took her kid to daycare.

Well, as luck would have it, I’m on my way in to work, and she texts me that her boyfriend decided to work from home for the morning, and we had to scratch our plans. I was disappointed, but it was pretty par for the course. Read more »

Breeding Stock [MF, noncon, kidnapping, forced breeding, Writer x Reader, abuse]

I come home from a long day at work. Running from meeting to meeting, filling out all the paperwork… By the end of the day, I’m exhausted.

That’s probably why I didn’t realize the door was already unlocked.

I made my way into the house, setting my keys down and kicking my shoes off. I catch sight of myself in the mirror. My short hair tucked behind my ears. My white button up clinging to my figure. The pencil skirt hugging my curves. The soft seam of my stockings up my calves.

I notice the second figure in the mirror when it’s already too late.

You bring your hand up to cover my mouth. I try to fight, try to scream, but I can’t. My head goes fuzzy just as I notice the cloth you pressed against my mouth and nose. The last thing I hear before I blackout is your laughter, deep and sinister.

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When I wake up the first time, I’m on the floor of a moving vehicle. A van, I think, but my head is swimming too much to tell for sure. I groan around the gag you’ve put in my mouth. Read more »

Dorm visit (pt.3) (mf) (shy girl) (shy femdom) (date)

Strings of fairy lights laced their way between toffee apple kiosks and market stalls. Beneath the chatter of the crowds could be heard the quiet rushing of the river, a peaceful noise coming and going with the strength of the breeze.

Reflected in her glasses were dazzling dancers born from the decorative lighting behind us, twirling around each other in a desperate waltz. The breeze caught her hair, blowing it around her face, but her gaze remained fixed on the dark water. Snippets of conversations drifted down to us, laughter and joy from all angles. Still she stared into the water, her arm resting on one raised knee, the other leg out straight in front.

“It’s good to get away from it all,” I said, breaking the silence.

“Hmm?”

“The crowds, the uni, all of it.”

“I suppose so, but there’s one thing I don’t want to get a break from,”

“What’s that?”

“You, dummy!” She giggled, severing her eye contact with the river to look at me.

“I suppose we’ve done it all in the wrong order,”

“I suppose, but it’s been so much fun,” Read more »

Concealing red handprints and a wedgie during my birthday at a restaurant [fm]

Yesterday was my birthday! I turned 19 and my boyfriend (Jack, who’s 20) took me to a hotel for the night. He had promised me that I would “never forget” this birthday.

When we arrived at the hotel and got to our room, I lay on the bed in a starfish like position. Jack stood at the foot of the bed and put his hands on my waist, slowly pulling my leggings off. He climbed onto the bed and sat against the headboard. I smiled at the sight of his semi-erection and asked him what he wanted to do. He asked me how old I was and when I replied “19”, he quickly put his hand through my hair and lightly pulled it so I lifted up, then he used his other hand to push my bum until I was lying face down over his lap. I was laughing and asking him what he was doing, he explained that as it’s my birthday, I get spankings, 19 on each cheek plus 1 for luck. Read more »

Peeking [MFF Voyeurism, Oral, Masturbation, Long]

I should not have peeked. To be certain, most sexually-starved individuals with a pulse would have at least been tempted to have done so under the same circumstances. Still, I should not have peeked.

It was partly my beautiful, over-sexed, very platonic roommate’s fault. Jenny was a goddess in a way. So close, yet always so far away. Always giving a tease, but leaving it just that, a delicious tease. Perhaps reaching out by sound when she was in the midst of passion with someone else, but that is as close a touch she dared give. I was her constant. She could fall back on me and know I wouldn’t take advantage of her when she was vulnerable after something in her life went south.

That said, she always sounds so fucking good when she was getting it on, even with the wall muffling her moanings, her breathings, her beggings, and her demandings. Tonight though, she sounded more heavenly than all of the angels singing in rapture. The sweet sound of her caressed my cock more directly than if her hand was wrapped around it, pumping it, milking it. Could anyone blame me if suddenly, for the first time, I was annoyed with just how well the wall muffled her voice, yet not well enough where thus, I justified just a quick peek? Read more »

A New Triangle Emerges [FM] [Cheating] [Revenge] [Friend] [Lingerie] [Oral] [Vaginal] [Female Perspective]

A Story about a jilted girlfriend, who trys to make herself feel better until someone guarantees she feels better. Told from the female P.O.V

Im new to this so any feedback is welcome. Thank you. Enjoy

“Fuck you Freddy” my voice cracked into crying as I fumbled to end the call.

Freddy is my…. WAS my boyfriend, we had been together for coming up 3 years, I thought we were perfect for each other. He was tall and handsome, he had a good sized cock and he worked out so much he looked like he was chiselled out of stone, Freddy was kind and caring, for the most part, but he could be a bit of an asshole to me and his friends sometimes, but who cant?

“Fuck him, fucking asshole” I told myself as I got up from the sofa and walked into the kitchen. I walked over to the cupboard and took out a highball glass, it clinked on the black stone worktop as I placed it down and opened the refrigerator. The vodka bottle was ice cold as my soft hand lifted it from the door and poured a generous amount into the glass. I topped it up with Coke and put the bottle back. Read more »